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“She found out that we weren’t legally married. It slipped my mind to go and file those papers. Shit, maybe it didn’t slip my mind, I was scared to make a commitment.”

  “Damn, you gonna regret losing her. Hazel’s a good woman, Lani. You don’t find women like that walking around every day, feel me?”

  “Yeah, whatever. There’s a dozen of women I could call and would fill her shoes without the nagging.”

  “When women nag, they love you. It’s when they stop the nagging that you should be worried. Do you, it’s your life, and I’m not going to get involved in that shit.”

  “Good. Now, tell me where my traps are so I could catch a flight out of here tomorrow morning and get back to business.”

  “Nah.” Was all he said as he continued to drive through Beverly Hills.

  California was somewhere I didn’t mind laying down some roots. I’ve ran through mostly all the women in New York; maybe I needed to change my surroundings. Get me a house out in Malibu and live my life to the fullest. Hazel thought she was doing something to me by leaving. Nah, she was doing me a favor by going about her business. She would realize she fucked up and came home, so I wasn’t worried. This wasn’t the first time that Hazel fled from our home for a few days or even a week. Usually, she went to Mo’s crib, but this time her ass went home. It wouldn’t be too long before her ass ended up back on my doorstep begging to for me to let her in so we could talk about shit. I probably could forgive her for fucking with that nigga. Especially if she came home, it would only prove that she wanted to come right where she belonged, and that nigga was only to be used for what he had– dick.

  “I got you a suite on the same floor as us. Pit Pat is staying in the suite with me and Golden.”

  “Oh, you got your shorty here?” I hadn’t met the infamous Golden that had my brother out here all in love. Pit Pat informed me of her when she stayed at my crib, but she didn’t get too much into her.

  “Yeah, if you came around, you would have been met her,” he snickered and got out the car while the valet patiently waited for the keys.

  “Man, I be busy. You always got some women that you serious about. The fuck happened to Eva’s fine ass?”

  “Me and her weren’t together; we were kicking it.”

  “Kicking it, eh? You was busting that woman’s cheeks, and she was breaking her damn neck to come and chill at your crib whenever you called.”

  “Just like you were kicking it with all your bitches. That’s exactly what the fuck I’ve been doing.” The doors were held open as we walked inside the hotel.

  “Chill. Those women were friends. I told Hazel that and I’m telling you that. Why be shackled down when we can be single? We can have a bunch of women,” I tried to convince him. After Ashleigh passed, I told him he should get out there and thot around. He didn’t need to be held up in the crib acting like he was a grandpa. From living with Pit Pat, his ass had developed into an old ass person.

  “That’s the thing; I never feel shackled up. Stop looking at a relationship and commitment as slavery. A woman being in your life is there to bring you to new heights as a person. You too busy thinking about being tied down.”

  “Yeah, whatever. You saw how extra Hazel’s ass was.”

  “You not about to fight for your woman?”

  “Hell nah. If she wanna come home, she can come back. I’m not chasing or kissing no damn ass. Her ass wanna act all innocent while she fucking her ex-nigga who came back into town.”

  “Hmph.” Was all he said.

  “You knew about this?”

  “Nah. I just knew she was going to step out on the relationship soon. Me and Pit Pat had bet some money on it too, and she owes me two hundred dollars.”

  “The fuck? Y’all betting on my relationship ending. Where the fuck is the faith, man?”

  “Nigga, you didn’t even have faith in your own relationship, so how did you expect someone else to?”

  He put the keycard into his hotel suite and opened the door. When I walked in, some thick brown skin chick was stretching on the patio. I could see how fat that ass was like I had X-ray vision. Yoshon turned and stared at me before he spoke.

  “Stop eye-fucking my girl,” he sternly warned me.

  Golden smiled when she saw both of us enter the suite. Walking through the door, she tossed the towel in her hand over her shoulder with a bright smile on her face. “Hey, I’m Golden. It’s finally nice to meet you, Yolani.” She came and hugged me.

  “What’s good? Nice to finally meet the woman that got my brother over here skipping and shit.” We broke our embrace and Yoshon wrapped his arms around her waist, and she leaned into him.

  “Stop fronting. I ain't skipping.”

  “Oh no? I almost felt special knowing you were skipping,” she giggled. “You’ll probably see my son run through here with Pit Pat soon. They’re at the pool,” she informed me.

  “Oh word. You got a seed too?”

  “Yes. Can I get you anything?”

  “Nah, I’m about to head to my room and take a nap. I had an early morning today and want to nap before hitting the night scene. Y’all coming out tonight?”

  “I don’t do the club,” Yoshon was the first to speak. He didn’t fuck around with clubs even when he was younger.

  “I do. I’ll come out with you. We can get to know each other more,” Golden suggested.

  “Bet. I’ll come and get you later tonight.” I nodded and headed out the door. The real reason I wanted to head out tonight was because I wanted to see who could get me some coke. The club was where I could find any damn drug I pleased. I started to ask my friend to charter his jet, but I didn’t have enough time.

  Soon as I got into my suite, I kicked my kicks off and sat on the edge of the bed. Staring at my phone, I had no missed calls from Hazel. She was pissing me the fuck off with being stubborn. Signing onto Instagram, I went to her page and saw she had uploaded her first picture in weeks. It was a picture of a plane’s wing with the caption. You’re about to take me to new heights. What the fuck she meant by you’re about to take me to new heights, and where the fuck was she going? If I knew something, then I knew that Yoshon probably had her coming out here anyway, and I would be seeing her when she landed. He got me a big ass suite, so she was about to be here soon. I got on the bed and laid back to catch a nap before I had to hear her big ass mouth. Right now, the silence was well welcomed as I slipped off to sleep in the middle of the king size bed.

  9

  Yoshon

  It was three in the morning when Golden came into the bedroom. She had her heels in one hand and looked to be pissed in the face. I was sitting up in the bed watching some documentary I had found on Netflix. I was always one to keep my mind growing so I would rather watch something educational than something that I felt like I was losing IQ points over. Gyan had just went to sleep two hours before since we were playing the game. Once I saw it was getting too late, I sent him off to bed. He and Pit Pat were sharing a room. I offered to get Pit Pat her own room, but she insisted that she stay with us and that I didn’t need to spend no damn money on another room. Golden sat her shoes down and went to the bathroom quickly. Pressing the pause button, I followed her into the bathroom. She was just staring into the mirror and she was pissed.

  “What’s the matter, babe?”

  “Your sister is what’s the matter, Yoshon. I could have gone to prison today.” Tears poured down her face. I could tell that she had been holding them in for a minute and they were coming out because she was finally speaking.

  “You good? What happened?” I reached over and touched her to make sure she was straight. What the fuck did Yolani do now?

  “Babe, I don’t want to start no problems, but your sister is a damn coke head. I was thinking we were going to some nice club, but she took us to the hood. After a drink, I was ready to go, but she had a friend she was supposed to meet. This man gave her some damn coke and not baggies. He gave her a big ass bubble ball of it packaged together.
” She stopped to take a break.

  Yolani couldn’t even take a break while being on vacation. She just had to work and the shit pissed me off. “Yolani is used to working. It don’t matter where she’s at; she’s gonna work.”

  “No, that’s not what the fuck she did. She opened the pack and started doing coke and drinking right in the club. When I told her I wanted to leave, she closed it up and tried to drive us home. I drove us back here, but we were pulled over, and she put the damn drugs in my purse. Talking about they wouldn’t search me since I was a female. She’s a fucking female too!” she yelled.

  The jaw was tight as I thought about the shit that Yolani pulled tonight. Shit could have gone wrong and Golden had a son depending on her. Hearing that Yolani was doing drugs surprised me, but not too much. Her behavior had been different, and I chalked it up to her and Hazel going through shit. Never did I think she was out here doing fucking drugs. The shit had me pissed and I wanted to go over there and beat the shit out of Yolani like she was a nigga and not my sister.

  “What happened?”

  “I forgot to signal and they just let me go with a warning. Your sister was so high I had to get her to her suite before I could come here. I’ve never been in a situation like that and I feel like I’m about t—”

  Her words were cut off as she rushed to the toilet and vomited. I walked over and held her hair out of her face as she emptied her stomach. All I could smell was alcohol in the vomit she was spewing. When she was finished, she rinsed her mouth out and held onto the sink.

  “You not pregnant or are you?” Shit, I had one on the way and as much as I would welcome one with Golden, right now wasn’t the time for that.

  “No, I always vomit when I’m scared or nervous. I wanted to do it in the car but didn’t want to fuck up your car.” She rinsed out her mouth. I could see her still shaking and it pissed me off that my sister put her in a situation like that.

  “I’m sorry.”

  “Why? I’m not the kind of chick that blames others for someone’s mistake. She did that, not you. I really wished I would have stayed home tonight.” She walked over to me.

  Wrapping my arms around her, I kissed her neck and sighed. “I’m going to talk to her tomorrow, I promise.”

  “Let’s go to bed,” she sighed. “I need to shower and I want to sleep,” she told me.

  “Bet. Go shower and I’ll be waiting for you in the bed.”

  While Golden showered, I went to the kitchen to get some water out the fridge. Pit Pat was sitting on the counter and staring at me. “So, you finally know, huh?”

  “Know what?”

  “Yoshon, don’t play dumb with me. Golden’s hollering got me up and I heard everything. You finally know about your sister’s little addiction.”

  “Why didn’t you tell me?”

  “Was trying to figure out how to. I had to process it first.”

  “She going to rehab or something. I’m not about to have her fucking running shit for me and she’s a fucking crackhead.”

  “That’s why Hazel eventually got fed up. I told her about it and she saw it for herself. I’m sure other things added to her leaving, but that had to be one of the reasons she just walked out on Yolani.”

  Leaning on the counter, “Golden could have gotten locked up. There’s good cops, and then there’s some bad ones too, but when I get pulled over, I’m not thinking of the good ones, I’m thinking of the ones who made the news for shooting an unarmed black man. Shit could have gone wrong for them tonight. The fuck was Yolani thinking?” That question was more to myself than it was to my grandmother.

  “She wasn’t thinking, baby. She hasn’t been thinking for a long time. I know I was strict on y’all, especially Yolani, but I loved you both and tried to give y’all the best life I could.”

  “Stop trying to blame yourself for her mistakes. Yolani is doing what she’s doing because she’s fucking selfish and not thinking of her family. She thinks of herself before anyone else, and does what the fuck she wants. I’m going to talk to her tomorrow.”

  “I need to speak to both of you tomorrow. I think it’s time for me to explain some things that I’ve been keeping quiet about.”

  Right now was the perfect time for me to tell her about the baby. Taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth. “I got a baby on the way.”

  “I know.” was all she said and smiled. “I knew you would tell me when you ready to.”

  “How do you know?”

  “I had forgot my keys to my car one afternoon and double backed in, and heard you on speakerphone in your office talking about it. I didn’t say anything because I assumed you would tell me when you were ready.”

  “I’m sorry, Pit.”

  She stood up and walked over to me and hugged my stomach. “Don’t be sorry, baby. This is your life and you needed to be confident in your decision before you told anybody. I’ll love that baby just like I love you and your bull-headed sister; there’s no doubt about that.”

  “Appreciate you.” I kissed her on the forehead and she smiled.

  “I also believe that Ms. Golden will be glad to step in and help. Y’all sleeping in the same bed now, so I see it’s more than what you two knuckleheads are saying.”

  “It’s more than that. We’re taking it slow and haven’t told Gyan. She doesn’t want to tell him right away and I respect that.”

  “I do too. No need for that boy to be involved until you both are sure this is what you want to do,” she smiled.

  “I know this is what I want to do. She makes me feel different.”

  “I could tell. Go get some sleep and I’ll talk to you in the morning.” She rubbed my cheeks and went to her bedroom. Standing there, I wondered what she wanted to talk to me about. Pit Pat had a lot of secrets that she told us wasn’t our business, but I knew my mind would be so focused on what she had to speak to us about.

  When I went back into the bedroom, Golden was in the middle of the bed naked. Closing and locking the door behind me, I placed the water bottle down on the side table and crawled on the bed from the bottom of the bed. Spreading her legs, I made my way to her clit with my tongue leaking saliva because I couldn’t wait to taste it. She had a rough night with Yolani, but I was trying to give her an early morning tongue lashing. Her body accepted me as I inserted my tongue into her peachy center. Lapping up her juices, she moaned and tossed her head back enjoying what I was doing to her below.

  “Shon, what are you doing to me?” she moaned out and held my head as I slurped and licked her sticky center.

  “Making you feel better, baby. With me, you ain’t never going to bed angry,” I said into her pussy and the vibration of my words caused her to arch her back.

  Tonight, I didn’t need no pussy. It was all about making her feel good and letting her bust her nut. She held onto my head as she fucked my face and I allowed her to. When I knew she was at her peak, she held onto my shoulders, and her body tensed up. I lapped her up caramel that oozed out of her special place. Coming up for air, I leaned over her and kissed her on the lips. She held me around the neck, and we shared a deep kiss as she wrapped her legs around me. I sucked on her neck as she kissed me on my face. Falling over on my side, I pulled her next to me, and we laid in the bed together.

  “Why was I upset again?” she giggled and kissed me on the chest. “Why do you do this to me? You make me feel like I can rule the world, Yoshon Santana.”

  “Golden, you make me feel like I could take over the world and hand it to you, so you could rule it. Swear this shit feels so good that I never want it to end with us.”

  “And it doesn’t have to end, baby. Long as you’re honest with me and I’m honest with you, this can work. I have a lot of trust issues and hurt from the situation with Grand, and I’m working through it.”

  “Therapy,” I mentioned.

  “I don’t want to go talk to some person who doesn’t know me.”

  “Don’t think of it that way. Think of it as a person who
can see something that you may be missing. I went to therapy for a few years after I lost my mother. At first, I wasn’t opened to the shit, but then it helped me. If Yolani went, I’m sure she wouldn’t be battling the demons she’s battling now.”

  “I’ll think about it when we get back to New York.”

  “Nah, find one here and go. I’ll fly them to New York whenever you have a session scheduled with them,” I told her and I was serious. People underestimated mental health and that shit was real. Depression, anxiety and mental disorders were real shit and people overlooked them or called people crazy. I went through depression after Ashleigh passed away, so I knew the shit was real.

  “It’s not that serious.”

  “Nah, it is. I’ll have my lawyers draw up those divorce papers too. Don’t want that nigga having no claims to you.”

  She yawned. “Thank you, babe.” She kissed me on the lips, and a few minutes later, I heard her snoring.

  Golden was up bright and early when I finally woke up and wiped the sleep out of my eyes. She was already showered and ready for the day. I watched as she walked around the room mumbling something to herself. She had on some short ass shorts that showed that big ass of hers. Golden couldn’t hide her ass even if she tried. If the shorts wasn’t enough, she had on a crop top that had the old school candy Sugar Babies logo on the shirt.

  “Fuck you think you going with those little ass shorts?” I startled her. She turned around with a silly grin on her face.

  “I thought you were sleep? I’m going to Lego land with Gyan today, and these aren’t even short. You’re just mad because my booty on display.”

  “Nah, go put on some sweats or something,” I told her and she rolled her eyes. “I don’t get an invite to Lego land? Damn.”

  “Me and Gyan are having mommy and son day. We’re doing Universal and you’re going so stop being a big baby. If you’re good, I might bring you something back.”

  “Long as you and Gyan are back in one piece that’s all I need you to bring me back.” She walked over to me and kissed me on the lips.