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“I don’t even care about that anymore. I don’t care if he pays. Just keep him away from my kids.Please.”
“Okay.”
“And make sure my babies stay in therapy, especially Essence. She keeps saying that she’s okay, but I can see how angry she is on the inside. She needs help…” The sobs were choking me. “I can’t even be here to fix my baby.”
Letting me go, Kahlani sat back, wiping her face dry. Tears were still in her eyes as she told me, “You don’t know that, Solae. There is a chance that the jury will believe that you were acting in self-defense, especially after what happened in court the other day.”
I wiped my face as well, trying to calm down. I was taking slow, deep breaths as I said, “I don’t know, Kahlani. They just keep pressing that there was no evidence that he put his hands on me that night or ever, for that matter. And they keep harping on how many times I stabbed him, and what position he had to be in when he was stabbed. They are proving that I wasn’t being attacked at the time, that I was attacking him.”
“You have to think positive, Solae.”
“I gotta be real, Kahlani. This shit ain’t no movie or fairy tale. It’s real life and I can get real time. That judge believing that I was acting in self-defense will be a miracle…and I haven’t had one of them in a long time.”
31
MOSES
“You need a manager.”
I shook my head at Eli’s suggestion as I lay back in the bed watching TV while Kahlani got dressed for work.
“Is that what you’re calling me for?” I asked into the phone. “You called me first thing in the morning with this?”
“Because I’m on your ass about this. I’m not letting you give up. Get a manager.”
I frowned. “For what?”
He chuckled. “What do you mean for what? You’re about to be famous.”
“I can’t tell. Ain’t nobody hitting my line yet.”
“Trust me. It’s coming.”
“No offense, but I’ve heard this before, Eli.”
As Kahlani dried her body off, she giggled and shook her head, but I knew she felt me.Iwas feeling my dick growing as I watched her dry those droplets of water from her thick ass.
“Just trust me,” I heard Eli say.
I nudged her booty softly as she sat on the side of the bed. When she turned around, I grabbed my dick through my shorts and bit my lip. She just laughed and shook her head.
“Those execs said anything to you yet?” I asked Eli.
“No, but–”
“Well, I don’t want to hear shit until they do,” I spat.
“You may not even need them. Cut out the middle man and go independent. It’s the smarter way.”
“It’s the broke way too,” I argued.
“You won’t be broke for long.”
I grunted. “Here you go. Show me where the money’s at then.”
“It’s coming. It’s only been two days. Your single hasn’t even been released for forty-eight hours yet.”
“Exactly. So, until I see some proof, I ain’t banking on this shit.”
