Page 102 of All The Smoke
Nigga knew better though.
“Oh.” The reporter tucked her hair behind her ear. “I wasn’t expecting that.”
“I know you wasn’t.” I chuckled. “But yeah, I voted for the other mothafucka that has intentions of helping out people who really need it. My pops ain’t gon’ do shit but make a bad situation worse. If you don’t believe me, ask the nigga what the fuck he did to his own fuckin’ son.”
With that, I was gone. I had to meet with Mase, Rock, and Cannon. I’d planned to go to Cali with them to check out some of their legit businesses and see about partnering with them, but that had to be put on ice. There was no way I could actually leavewith my girl so close to birth. Luckily, they were all fathers and understood.
The meeting was smooth with them. I actually signed a contract that would allow me to distribute my wax in their stores here, in Cali, and in Colorado. I was already stoked as fuck hearing the news, but when the niggas gave me an upfront bonus of a million dollars for the shit, I almost passed out. I wanted to decline at first because as much as a nigga appreciated it, I didn’t want to think about how long it would take me to generate that kind of money to pay them back before I actually started to see a profit. Cannon assured me it wasn’t an advance, just a bonus, and we even signed paperwork on that. Apparently he was impressed with my work ethic and all the money I made for them, so they all put some bread together to show their gratitude.
“Man, I wasn’t expecting this, but I really appreciate the shit for real.”
“No doubt,” Mase said, pulling me into a brotherly hug followed by Rock then Cannon.
“You ready to be a father of two, my nigga?” Rock asked.
“Hell yeah.” I smiled. “I really wish I could time jump to when she has my baby.”
“Shit, you and me both,” Cannon added. “My wife ain’t trying to give a nigga no more fuckin’ kids.”
“Nigga, have you met Kanyon?” Mase laughed. “Nigga give every fuckin’ body hell.”
“Ay, I don’t play about my son, aight.” Cannon frowned. “My baby is misunderstood.”
“Lil mothafucka a menace to society like his pops, but we love him to death,” Rock joked.
“Facts we do.”
“Anyways.” He mugged them both. “I saw the clips of the election today. That was nasty work with ya pops.”
“Facts, Willow sent it to me too,” Rock added.
“Same. Soraya couldn’t believe it.” Mase laughed.
“Fuck them,” I mumbled. “Nigga deserved that shit.”
“When you do fucked up shit, fucked up shit happens to you.” Cannon shrugged. “I pray everything with your brother turns out good. He got the best of the best working for him.”
Miles mentioned to me that he worked with all of the upper echelon in CF and Cannon’s cases were probably the biggest of him and his brother’s careers as well as the nigga Amon he had just gotten off. Even without their reassurance, I believed in him. He kept me in the loop with everything involving Noah’s appeal, making sure I understood. I appreciated the fuck out of him.
After dapping them all up and making plans to get them enough wax to last at least six months, I left. I sent Bino a text to let him know how the meeting went and that we needed to link soon to get started on whipping the shit up. He was one of the only people to know my recipe, Scoot was the other, but he clearly wouldn’t be helping me.
Wya?
My place. Come over.
Aight. Omw.
You and Solo ate?
Yes, but he stayed at my granny’s since my mom is there.
Bet. See you in a minute and be naked.
I headed to my crib first to put the bread away in the safe. The shit was so much I could barely fit it in there, but it was cool. I’d buy a new safe as well as start to deposit the shit into both of my kids’ accounts because I planned to split it between the two of them. My brother was gon’ be straight and have bread because I had been stacking for him for a while now.
Once I got that done, I bounced and headed to Kaori’s crib. When I reached her door, I noticed a big ass arrangement ofballoons. My brow dipped as I approached it because I knew I hadn’t bought shit for her ass today, so I knew like fuck no one was sending my girl shit. Digging through the balloons, I finally found a card.
Ugh, you’re super nosy. I knew you were going to look for a card! Anyways, fix your face and come inside, handsome. I’ve been counting down the minutes until I kiss your lips again.
