Page 47 of A Player's Prayer
It’s been two weeks since Kodi and I got back on track, and I’ve been at her house and in her guts since. My heart’s been crammed and my nuts have been empty. Dakota Jenkins has my nose wide open, and I don’t care who knows it.
“That’s what’s up, man. Love looks good on you.” He chuckled as his cell phone rang. “Say, let me get out of here before Coach puts an APB out on my ass.” He stood from his seat, and so did I. “Oh, yeah… I might have some niggas coming your way soon. My cleats are getting a lot of buzz in the locker rooms, from what I hear. You know I’m going to put you on.”
“Hell yeah! As always, I appreciate that, Jax.” I grinned, slapping hands with him once more. “Ain’t nothing wrong with a lil’ more money.”
After making sure he’d call me in a week or so, I gathered my things to leave the office. Money was having an end-of-summer bash in the hood this weekend, and he wanted me to help set up before it kicks off tomorrow. Grabbing my backpack, I locked my office before going to holler at Janelle.
“Say, shorty… I’m going to be out of the office for a little minute. Check in with the girls near the Heights and make sure they’re straight. If y’all need extra hands, my sisters will come through. Anything major, call Jordan. The nigga talks a lil’ more these days, so it shouldn’t be too much for him to handle whatever y’all need.”
Letting me know she was good, I left the store and headed to the hood. I decided to turn the business trip to Portugal into a vacation for my lady and me. She works hard at that janky-ass hospital; plus, I want to raw dog her on the beach.
“Yeah, Harley,” I answered my ringing phone as I made my way to the hood. Today, I was driving Kodi’s Jeep, and I ain’t gonna lie, I liked the truck. She told me I had to drive with the doors off to get the full effect, and now I wanted one too. “Don’t call me with no shit, man.”
“I just want to make sure we’re good. I called you earlier, and you didn’t answer.”
Shaking my head, my mind went back to all the bullshit that occurred over the past few weeks. When Kodi took me back, I asked her what she wanted me to do with these girls. She told me that her conscience wouldn’t allow her to cause them harm. Mine, on the other hand, didn’t give a fuck. Telling me I’d done enough to Ava, I let it go. She did, however, make it clear she didn’t want her around her in any capacity and that if Ava was attending family functions, to count her out.
“I told you that we’re good, Harley.” I whipped into the lot of the projects and was happy that not too many people were out. It was a little after noon, and it was already hot as hell in Milly Grove. Too many people in one enclosed space enhanced the heat. “My girl is back with me, and all is well. I ain’t killed your friend, and as long as she stays away from me, she gets to live. It doesn’t get any better than that if you ask me.”
“I really wish you would bring Dakota to the house so I can apologize.” I heard the sadness in her voice. “I don’t want her to hate me.”
“Trust me, she doesn’t,” I tried to assure her. “If she hasn’t been to your front door, it’s good. Look, sis, I love you, and I promise we’re good. Tell your sissy-ass husband to hit me later.”
After telling her she’s still my favorite sister a thousand times, we finally disconnected the call. Harley was too damn sensitive to try to act like she didn’t give a fuck. Looking around the complex, I spotted Money.
“Wild Boy!” Money smirked as he greeted me as he always did. “Just the man I’ve been waiting to see.”
“Why?” I frowned, pulling my locs into a bun. “I told your ass I was coming.”
“Let me rephrase… those hoes don’t believe shit stank and have been waiting to see you.”
Nodding behind me, Talena and Erica were walking my way. Dressed in the skankiest shit I’ve ever seen, I mugged them both as I patted my waist for my Glock. I was smoking both these bitches today. It was clear that my message wasn’t received as well as I thought. Before I could blow their shits back, a familiar sound system filled the entrance of the complex. Within minutes, a streak of navy blue was beaming through the lot.
It’s 7 pm Friday…It’s 95 Degrees
I ain’t got no nigga, and no nigga ain’t got me
Driving my Trackhawk like a bat out of hell was my baby. The heat wasn’t the only thing making me sweat because, if she thought I was out here entertaining these bitches, I was airing this muthafucka out and killing everybody. I was not about to lose not even a second of being with Kodi.
“Baby…” I stepped toward the driver’s side once she hopped out with Amelia on her tail. “What you doing out here?” Placingher hair in a high bun, she said nothing as she stepped past me and went straight for Erica and Talena.
My jaw dropped to the ground, watching her draw back and break Talena’s nose on first contact. Next, she continued to deliver haymakers all over her face and chest. With my gun still in hand, I watched like the proud nigga I was as she and Amelia beat the dog shit out of those heifers. Right when Talena and Erica dropped to the ground, cowering in pain, the girls switched. I knew firsthand my baby could get down, but this shit here was a live-action movie produced by Michael Bay.
“Next time y’all hoes call yourself jumping somebody, make sure I’m sober!” Kodi gripped Erica by her hair, kneeing her in the face. “And stay the fuck away from my man!”
Kicking them both one last time for good measure, we all cringed as she hawked spit at them both. No one said anything as the girls retreated in silence to the truck. Pausing before she got in, Kodi glanced back at me before she walked over. I was scared as a bitch, but then she placed her hand on the back of my head, bringing my lips down to meet hers. Kissing me passionately, she gripped my hardened dick and gave it a stiff squeeze. “See you at home, daddy.”
With a final kiss, she winked, hopped back in the truck, and burned out of the lot, bumping Glo again. Shocked, we all stood and watched as she spun rubber back onto the main road.
“Gah damn!” Money was the first to speak. “Your girl don’t play.”
“Say, bro… I gotta slide,” I called over my shoulder as I jogged to her truck. “I’m about to go to the house real quick. I’ll get up with you in a couple of days.”
I hope Kodi didn’t have plans for the rest of the day because she was good and fucked if I had something to do with it.
Today was our second day in Portugal, and I decided to let my girl breathe and show her around the town a little bit. The first stop was at the office building where my shoes were being designed and manufactured. Francisco and I have been doing business together for years, and I can always count on him to bring all of my visions to life. Today, I needed to finalize a few things, and I wanted to drag my girl around with me to see what the shoe-making business was like.
“Baby, this shit is fly as hell,” Kodi stated in awe as I held the prototype for one of the shoes that will be dropped during the spring collection of next year. “The details are so new and precise!”
