Page 59 of Absolute Fulfillment
Confusion swept my features. “Huh?”
“No, I am not. I was never dating him, Rennix. And if I was, it is kind of a hard sell when your brothers corner him at your door and tell him to empty his pockets like big, childish ass bullies.”
Rennix laughed and I shook my head, only imagining from both of their statements what happened.
“Anyway, I’m not here to talk about my relationship status or lack thereof. As a matter of fact, we should do lunch sometime next week, Caya. Send me your schedule. Rennix, I came to talk about the pool party and fireworks. How are your neighbors?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. I been staying with her. I’on be out here, well, besides that old hoe Debby. Left me a fucking note to cut my grass like this ain’t my shit. Also what neighbors, Jade? You see that big ass driveway you drove through to get here? Fuck them people.”
I laughed so hard because he really meant that. Rennix could give less than a fuck about any neighbor because half of the time the man didn’t want to be bothered.
“Then why not just get your grass cut, Rennix?”
“Because I’on know anybody with a lawnmower. As a matter of fact, Doug could do this. I mean, since he likes mowing lawns. At least he’ll get paid this time.”
I rolled my eyes to the ceiling at the mention of my neighbor who now avoided me at all costs.
“Who is Doug?” Jade asked, eyes moving from me to Rennix.
“Ol’ boy who was mowing a lawn for some pussy he was never getting.” I felt Rennix looking at me while I purposely didn’t look at his petty ass.
Jade shook her head. “Well see if you can get Doug then.”
I shook my head. “He’s not cutting this grass. Ignore your ignorant ass brother.”
“Yeah aight, you better be ignoring that nigga. Matter of fucking fact, I better not catch him tryna cut your fucking grass again or he’ll catch something more than that fucking lawnmower bag.”
“Nigga, when is he gonna cut my grass if I’m living with you.” I turned and mugged him.
“Simple. Niggas be resourceful.” Then he leaned over and kissed the side of my face. “Told you that you was gonna fuck around and love it over here.”
That was random, but I couldn’t hide the smile that broke through the mug plastered on my face. I turned my face away from him, only for his hand to turn me back in his direction by my chin.
“So cute that I’m hating. Can we get back on topic? Or y’all need a minute?”
“Nope. We don’t. I’m gonna go ca?—”
“Nope, you finna sit your ass right here and listen to these over the top ass plans she probably put together just like I have to.” Rennix locked his hands in mine and kept me in place while I peered at his sister who looked back and forth between the two of us.
“I’m hating so hard right now, ’cause this is so cute. But let’s get to it.” She went into her bag and pulled out what looked like a planner.
Chapter 11
Rennix
A few weeks later
I was finally back feeling like myself. I wasn’t in pain no more and the family wasn’t hovering. My only problem was I had yet to find Juicy and her blood. The names Kinga had given me had no movement. Nine times out of ten motherfuckers were still moving around under different aliases, which made it hard. I had their names flagged though, so if anything came up I’d get them. Unlike my brothers, I was patient, and knew they would have to go back to their names just like I knew Juicy needed to make money. Folks couldn’t hide for long, and when they came out, I’d see them.
It felt good to be back at my club, the sweet aroma of pastries filling the air while I knew ass was shaking a few feet away. I was making money and once again moving toward another spot. Well… I never stopped making money. I just wasn’t here to watch my shit be made. Now I was back in the spot, all hands on deck, but why the fuck did I miss my baby? My baby being Caya who I knew for sure should have been at her spot getting things packed up for her and Adonis’s move in with me. That was only because I walked into her townhouse and lit a fire a few days ago.
“Have you lost your mind, Rennix?” Caya glared at me as I stood in the living room with a match in my hand.
“Nah, but I warned your pretty ass.”
“Rennix. You know I can’t just up and le—” Her words trailed off when I lit the match. “Rennix!”
“What? I’m hearing excuses. Let me get rid of them for you. Light this motherfucker on fire. It’s raining outside too. Let me set fire to that too, like ol’ girl said.”
