Page 82 of Heart of a Savage
He marveled over her photos while I texted Harvey back.
Me:
You just be ready for your last week of being a sleaze lol.
Harv:
I don’t want the traditional stripper shit, bruh. So I hope you and your clown ass brothers pull out some tricks.
Me:
Oh, you want them AARP strippers? I’m sure I can find you some vintage bitches.
Harv:
LMAO! Fuck you, bum! Just make sure you make my last week my best week.
Me:
Say less.
“Maybe we can plan a trip for you soon. Isn't your birthday coming up?” Arie asked, deep in conversation with MJ, as I tuned back in.
“Yep! August fifteenth!”
“Where would you like to go?”
“Hmm… I always wanted to go to the San Juan Islands in Washington to see real-life orcas.”
“Orcas? You want to see killer whales?” Arie asked, stunned.
“Yeah. I think it’ll be fun.”
“MJ has a fetish with killer whales. The boy even wants to swim with sharks,” I told her.
“It’s not a fetish, I just think they're slept on. I like whales.”
Arie smirked. “Dangerous like your father, I see.”
Nah, I think you’re the dangerous one.
“My dad likes you, you know?”
Arie’s gaze pinned to me as I smirked. “Does he now?”
“Yeah. He talks about youallthe time.”
“Does he really?” Arie asked, amused.
Son, not you damn snitching.
“Messiah? You do know you're breaking laws by violating the ‘bro code’?”
“MJ, don’t worry about this ‘bro code’ your dad is speaking of. You’re not even his brother, so feel free to tell me more.”
“Son, don’t do it. I’d rather show her how much I like her than tell her. Keep it G, and between the two of us.”
“Fine, my bad. Sorry, Ms. Arie. Since he doesn’t want me to tell you what he said about you, I’ll tell you that you have my blessing to date my pops. I like you for him.”
