Page 52 of Tangled Hearts
His attention went to her hand. Normally, he would remove it, but today, it didn’t bother him too much. So he let her make it. “Your ass is crazy because after all these years, you haven’t given up.”
“I think you’re worth trying for.”
“What makes you think that? Besides me being a decent nigga, what else have I shown you that makes me worth the effort?” Hov had always been a thinker, and it only intensified as he’d gotten older. At twenty-four he was still a young man wise beyond his years. The things he’d seen and done hardened him, making his walls more impenetrable.
Her lashes fluttered because she wasn’t expecting to be interviewed. It threw her for a loop because, usually, she was the smartest one in the room, and men often fell to their knees because of her good girl persona and good looks. Shrugging her shoulders, she removed her hand from his chest, taken aback. “It’s just something about you.”
“Sounds like some generic bullshit to me. Is it the money? Does that make me worthy of your heart, or is it my big dick?” He whispered the last part, subtly grinding his soft dick into her.
A lump formed in her throat as she asked the Lord to help her keep her composure to not suck his dick right there. “N—no,” Briana stuttered.
“Then what is it?”
“It’s just hard for me to explain.” She felt good about her response because it was the truth. She didn’t know why she was so enthralled with him. She just was.
“What’s up, Hov? You know your boy about to get out.” Shakeisha walked up, twisting her wide hips, not caring about them seeming to be having an intimate moment.
Briana rolled her eyes, but at the mention of Rock, she was all ears. She was well aware of the dangerous love triangle Hov was in with his best friend.
Hov’s nostrils flared. “What’s good, Kesh?”
“Ain’t nothing,” she smiled knowing her and Hov had a deep rooted connection. He’d shown up for her and her daughter like Rock promised. “I was just seeing if you knew the exact date since his ass don’t want to tell me like it’s a surprise or some shit.” She stood diagonally from him, shifting her weight from one leg to the other. The botched homemade body was weighing her down.
“You know how his ass is.”
Shakeisha kissed her teeth. “Nigga makes my ass itch.” She laughed before walking back down the street looking like it hurt to walk.
“They messed her body up,” Briana commented, unable to take her eyes off her.
“Nah, she messed her own shit up by letting Big Ma do that shit to her. Like, how the hell you gon’ let someone with a seventh-grade education do surgery on your body? That don’t even make sense,” Hov rationalized.
Briana nodded, trying to stifle her laugh. The look on his face was so serious to the point it was comical. “You are such an old man. But on the real, she was in school with me. She got a daughter and everything.”
His head turned, brows dipped. “I don’t gossip, Briana.” He didn’t speak on the kid situation because it wasn’t any of his business or new information.
Briana nodded with pursed lips. “She graduated too. I heard she’s doing pretty good for herself. Just can’t seem to leave the hood alone... or Rock.”
“Just like somebody else I know,” Hov looked down at her, clearly talking about her. It was no secret that Briana was a teacher but loved to post up in the hood like this was all she had to look forward to.
“Probably because there’s someone here that keeps me coming back,” she purred running her hand down his tatted forearm.
Grinning, he gave her a glimpse of his iced out bottom grill while shrugging his shoulders.
“First I make him eat it ’til he lockjaw. Give it to him good, knock a nigga socks off. I run it up, they busy running they mouth. I’m a real ass, rich ass, bitch from the south.”
Knycole pulled on to the block, music shaking the buildings. Her long weave blew in the wind since the panoramic sunroof was open. Even behind the illegal tint, she knew she was one of the baddest girls walking.
Briana took notice of how Hov put more distance between them. There was no denying how much respect he had for his son’s mother. If the situation was different, she’d think it was admirable. But since it was Knycole, she was repulsed.
As if she were the Queen of Sheba, the local corner boys made their way towards her car while Hov went to open her door.
“Hey, baby daddy.” She grinned, knowing he hated when she did that.
Hov wrapped his arms around her. “Don’t start that stupid shit, unless you want me to punish that pussy.” He whispered the last part in her ear.
Goosebumps covered her arms as her body shook. Slightly pushing him back, she gave him a warning look. “What the hell you needed me to come out here for anyway?” When her eyesconnected with Briana’s, a devilish grin spread across her face. “Hey, girl.”
Briana blew out a frustrated breath. Knycole was a thorn in her side. Not wanting to look pressed, she threw her hand up. “Hey.”
