Page 67 of Treason's Temptation
“Shit, I would’ve joined too if I knew theNavylooked like this,” June flirted.
“Nigga I went to the army, and don’t get too cute. Tre is sweet on this one,” Ward chided, his eyes skirting to me.
“I’m not worried about Tre’s block head ass. Unless Miss Navie wants to have some fun.”
“Face the building since you can’t keep youreyesto yourself.”
“Nigga, this ain’t fuckin’ catholic school,” he groaned, with a twisted expression. “Yo’ ass should face the building. ‘Out here with no strap like nigga’s ain’t on your head. Fuck wrong with this nigga, Ward?”
Ward laughed, putting his hand up, “Chill, man. Tre isn’t wrapped too tight right now. Navie’s got his head fucked up.”
“Uh oh. Trouble in paradise,Navie?” June continued, rambling about sixth grade when I finally yelledShut the fuck up.
“Get in and go straight home. No bullshit tonight, Blue.”
She stared off into the dark until she heard the nickname I hadn’t called her in days. Still didn’t want to use the shit now, but I needed her to understand.
The question was all in her lifted brow. Navie absolutely had my head fucked up. She knew the danger of walking in there unfocused, even if she didn’t know why. Navie pulled me into a tongue-fueled kiss that had me ready to abort the mission and take her home.
Instead, I ended our embrace with a pat on her ass. She slipped into the car, and I reminded her to text me before she pulled off.
“Bluegot you right. You ready now?” Ward asked.
“Areyouready? You’re the one cracking jokes and shit.”
“She didn’t get that nigga ready enough,” June mumbled, following me toward the door.
The warehouse was quiet for a meeting. The only sound was the crunch of our shoes on the gravel as we entered the back. K-Low’s voice died in his throat the second he saw June and Ward trailing me. OG Renny leaned back slowly in his seat, brow knitting not in guilt, but confusion.
“Since you have so many questions about my shit, I decided to pull up,” I said, voice low. “What did I miss?”
“This is a private meeting amongst friends.”
“That’s what you told Navie, right? You’re a friend, and I needed to get at you.”
“You coming in hot as fuck like we’re not.” K-Low tried to shrug like it wasn’t serious, but I saw the way his hand gripped the edge of the chair. “People have concerns. They’re just too scared to speak on the shit. I’m not, so I came to see what's up.”
“Let’s not lie in front of company and dress it up as concern. If you don’t like how I do business, say it pussy.”
K-Low erupted because he couldn’t let that go unchecked. Not in front of OG Renny.
“Your plan sounds like a fuckin setup. There’s no way Madison Pointe is going for this shit. Then where does that leave all of us that doesn’t wear suits and call shots?”
I turned to Renny. “I have respect for your family. I always have. That’s why we came toyouin the first place. Not just for access to the port, but because y’all do solid business,” I glanced at K-Low. He wanted to imply I forgot where I came from when he was the one doing slimy shit. “Have y’all had any issues?”
“Nah, shit has been smooth for real, but I’m always willing to hear a man out,” Renny replied.
Blue: Home.
Me: Good Girl
Reading Navie’s text allowed K-Low to jump back into the conversation.
“Shit ain’t been smooth for the rest of us.”
“Have you had any problems, June?” I asked, erasing my smile to get back to business.
“Nah, money has been flowing. Pick-ups have been smooth, too,” June replied. "
