by KC Mills
“You talked to Nonie?”
“Nah, not really. I need to give her a minute, but I’ve been keeping an eye on Laken. He hasn't been over here since that night, but their party is this weekend.”
“Why the fuck didn't you shut that shit down?”
“Trust me, I thought about it, but I’m trying to let her do her thing. I can't get in the middle of things just because I don't like what she’s doing. As long as that nigga keeps his distance then we’re good, but the second he thinks it’s more than a business relationship, I’ll handle it.”
“The fuck you mean you can't get in the middle of shit. Yes the fuck you can, bruh. You know him coming to Kiz and Nonie don't have shit to do with business. Laken runs New York, and he has to come all the way to Jersey to get a party planner? No disrespect to Nonie or Kizzie, but bruh, you already know what it is. That shit is about you, but what I don't get is how the fuck he connected the dots. Nobody really knows about you and Nonie, so how does he know to come for her like that?”
“I been thinking about that shit too. It don't add up. I get that muthafuckers talk, and it's not like me and Nonie were hiding, but we damn sure weren’t advertising shit either. Hell, Royce’s bitch ass sitting right here in my damn face and he didn't know that shit. Laken had to be watching me close as fuck to know that we were in it like that. I got people on Nonie and Kiz right now, just in case.”
“Speaking of Royce. You still got that nigga on payroll. What’s up with that?”
Siah laughed. “Man that’s your shit. You can get rid of him if you want. I don't really give a fuck. I already took his manhood and his girl. The fuck I look like taking his livelihood too? A nigga gotta eat.”
“Muthafucker don't act like you got a heart and shit. You just want him around so he can see you up close and personal fucking his girl.”
“Nah, it ain't that deep, and don't get it twisted, she was never his girl. He was just a filler for something better, and I proved that the first time I laid eyes on her pretty ass. Some shit is just meant to be.”
“What the fuck ever, but on another note, you think some shit gon’ pop off with Laken? I mean, if you watching that nigga then you must know something.”
Every move Siah made was calculated. He was always a step ahead of everybody, so if he already had eyes on Kiz and Nonie, then he felt a storm brewing. I knew that his pops and Laken’s pops had beef, but for the most part they didn't fuck with each other. Laken, on the other hand, was trying to do too much.
“I don't know what the fuck he’s up to, but he wants what we have. You already know we ain't giving it up, so I’m just planning.”
“It's whatever, so just let me know what the move is. I assume we’re going to that shit they’re having.”
Siah chuckled. “If we don't go, Kizzie and Nonie don't go. Ain't no way I’m letting her be around that nigga without me.”
“This ’bout to be some shit. I already see it happening.”
“Nah, he won't make like that. He’ll try and catch me slipping, but he ain't about facing shit like a man. I can already tell. Laken might make money, but he’s a pussy.”
“The fuck, yo?”
I laughed because Siah was so damn serious. He was mad as hell, and I knew it was because Laken had gotten to Nonie. Even if nothing went down, Siah took it as a personal loss that Nonie had even accepted an offer to be out with that nigga.
“Fuck that nigga,” Siah said as I stood.
“I’m about to roll out. I need to run up on Kizzie’s scary ass. She’s been hiding from me, and I need to see what the fuck her problem is.”
“You don't know?”
“Know what?”
Siah always had the inside track on Kizzie because of Nonie, so he kept me up to date on shit she tried to hide from me.
“That nigga had a daughter on her. Got a family somewhere out of town and shit.”
“Word?” I rubbed my chin as a smirk formed.
That’s why she was hiding from me. She was embarrassed, but didn't need to be. That nigga wasn't shit. I knew it long before she ever did, and I was just biding time because I knew it was just a matter of time before he fucked up enough to make her walk away. I didn't have to chase Kizzie, that nigga was gon’ send her right to me, and this nigga did the ultimate and had a baby on her. That was just what I needed to seal the deal.
“Man, your ass grinning like its Christmas morning and shit,” Siah said and laughed.
“Shit, I’m happy as fuck. I been knew he wasn't hitting on shit, but I couldn't tell her or she was gon’ swear I was just hatin’.”
“Nigga, your ass was hatin’.”
“Yeah’ but she don't know that shit.” I lifted the bags of money and moved to the door.
“Good luck with that shit,” Siah said, just before I left his office.
I chuckled as I headed to my ride. Fuck luck. I didn't need that shit.
An hour later, I pulled up at Kizzie's office. I had to swing by and check on Hari first. It had been a few weeks since he was released from the hospital. He was good, but I still had him with me. I was enjoying time with my son, even though Anjali’s ass was driving me fucking crazy. I wasn't keeping him from her, but I wouldn't let him go home with her either. She could see him whenever she wanted, but her trifling ass sister was still at her house. As long as she was there, my son wasn't going to be.
It was hard as fuck making shit work, but I was managing. I got him set up at a daycare that was recommended by a shorty I used to fuck with. After I checked it out and things seemed legit, he was there every day until six, then I had to get him, which meant that I was basically home at night. Nonie had kept him for me a few times when I had to handle business because Kizzie was hiding, but other than that, shit was cool. Right now I was about to get shit straight with her, because I was tired of playing games.
The second I entered her office, Kizzie looked up at me and rolled her eyes. “What are you doing here, Jock?”
“I figured I’d come see you since your ass been hiding from me.”
“I’m not hiding, I’ve been busy,” Kizzie snapped.
I smiled and moved her way, making sure to sit on her desk right next to her.
“That nigga got all your time like that? Damn, Kiz, I thought we were better than that.” I could tell I struck a nerve mentioning him, but fuck it. She wanted to play games, I could too.
“What do you want, Jock? I have work to do.”
“You don't miss me, Kiz?”
My eyes roamed her body. As always, she was sexy as fuck, dressed in jeans that were ripped from the pockets down past her knees, exposing her sexy ass thighs. It had been a minute since I had been between them, so my dick was reacting.
Truthfully speaking, I hadn't been with anyone since the last time I had been with Kizzie. Mostly because I had Jahari. My son was my world, and I wasn't about to let just any bitch be around him, but it was also about Kizzie.
She knew how to please me. I wasn't really in the mood to coach anyone else on how to fuck me the right way, when Kizzie already knew how to, so I was just chilling. Aside from a little head here and there over the past few weeks, I was good, but if Kiz didn't get her shit right, then I was gonna have to slide up in something.
“Like I said, I have work to do, so if you don't mind.”
I just stared at her for a minute before I stood and walked to her door. Instead of leaving like I know she assumed I would, I shut and locked it before walking back to her. I grabbed her arms and yanked her out of her chair and pulled her body close to mine, letting my lips connect with hers.
She fought me a little, but only for a second because no matter how hard she was trying to be, she missed me and I knew it.
I let my hands move between us and started unbuckling her jeans. Of course she didn't fight me on it. Instead, she did the same and worked on mine. Once she stepped out of hers, I turned her around and entered her from the back while she bent over her desk.
; “Did you miss me, Kizzie?” I asked, slamming into her so roughly that she knocked a few things off her desk. They crashed to the floor, making a bunch of noise, which brought Nonie to her door, banging like she’d lost her damn mind.
“Kizzie, you okay, boo? Open the door,” Nonie yelled from the other side.
I hit Kizzie with a deep stroke and she yelled out, making me laugh.
“She’s good, Pretty. Give us a minute, though,” I yelled toward the door.
“Ewww, y'all so nasty. You wrong for fucking in your office, Kizzie.”
I laughed. “Bye, Nonie. We’ll holla at you in a minute.”
“Why’d you do that, Jock?” Kizzie looked back at me with her eyes narrowed, so I hit her deep again and she bit down on her bottom lip.
For the next twenty minutes we fucked all over her office until I exploded in her, not really worried about the consequences. She had already had two big ass orgasms, so she was good, but Kizze was mad as fuck that I didn't pull out. I told her she was gon’ have my baby and I meant that shit. That nigga had fucked up, and I was taking full advantage of it. I didn't want to give her the chance to consider taking him back.
After I cleaned up and got dressed again, I sat on the sofa in Kizzie’s office, watching her as she tried to fix her hair, which I had pulled out of whatever style she called herself having it in. She eventually gave up and ended up combing it into a ponytail, but not before rolling her eyes at me and siting down at her desk again.
“Why you over there? Come sit with me, Kiz.”
“Nah, I’m good right here. She pulled her drawer open and took a box out of it. I watched her open the box and then take out a pill.
“The fuck is that, Kiz?” I was on my feet fast as hell. I had seen that shit before, and I knew damn well it wasn't what I thought.
“You know what it is, Jock. I told you I’m not about to have any kids.”
When I noticed her hand moving to her mouth, I smacked that shit out of her hands so fast I didn’t even realize I grazed her face until she grabbed her chin.
“What the hell is your problem? You just hit me in the face,” Kizzie yelled, glaring at me.
“My bad, Kiz. You know I didn't mean that shit, but you not about to sit here in front of me taking some shit that could potentially kill my baby.” I was hot to death. The fuck type of shit is that?
“Baby? Nigga, I’m not pregnant, and I’m trying to keep it that way,” Kizzie yelled back at me, leaning over to try and get the pill off her desk where it fell, but I snatched it up and shoved it in my pocket.
“But you could be, and if you take that shit, you won't be. Nah, shorty, you’re not about to take that shit on my watch, and why the fuck do you even have that in your got damn desk? You letting that nigga hit raw? The fuck, Kiz?”
That made things worse. We strapped up most of the time, but I did occasionally go in unprotected. Hell, she didn't stop me, so why the hell not? She was the only one I was fucking with like that, so I wasn't worried.
“No, I’m not. I have that because of you. It was in my purse, and I recently took it out and put it in my desk drawer. For the record, you’re the only one I’m foolish enough to have sex with unprotected, but you usually pull out. I don't know why you felt like it was okay not to this time.”
A smile spread across my face, hearing her admit that. “I’m the only one, Kiz?”
She just rolled her eyes, but didn't answer. “I told you I don't want kids, Jock. That didn't change, and I’m not about to play myself by getting pregnant by somebody who doesn't know what they want.”
“Man, fuck that. I know what I want. I’m not the one debating about whether or not to stay with a nigga that’s got a kid by another bitch. That’s you, Kiz. How long you known me, three years, right? Out of those three years, we've been fucking for two. Have I ever disrespected you? Hell no, and you weren't even my girl, Kiz. That nigga went out and had a baby on you and he was your damn nigga. So how the fuck would I play you?”
“So what is Jahari then? You did the same thing he did.”
I laughed sarcastically. “Yeah, I got a son, Kiz. But difference is, I wasn't the one who was supposed to be holding you down. That nigga was. I tried, but you kept telling me he got you, and look how that shit turned out. Yeah, I slipped and had a son, but I didn't hide shit from you because I didn't have to. You’re not my girl, remember? How many times did you throw that shit in my face? So don't compare me to that nigga. I made it clear what I wanted from the beginning.”
I reached in my pocket and took the pill out. I placed it on her desk and moved to the door. “Take that shit if you want, but just know if you do, it's changing things with us. I ain't perfect, Kiz, but I’m damn sure better than that muthafucker you kept putting me off for. Whether you choose to admit it or not, you know it's true. Next move is on you, Kiz.”
I unlocked her door and walked out. I would be devastated if she took that shit, but I couldn't force a baby on her that she didn't want, so it was really up to her. I just hoped she made the right choice. It wasn't even likely that she was pregnant, but there was always the chance, and I wanted that chance with her. All I could do now was wait.
Kizzie
I sat there looking at the Plan B pill that Jock left on my desk, trying to decide what to do. Jock had my head all messed up with this stunt he just pulled, but I didn't have anyone to blame but myself. I knew he had feelings for me. It wasn't like he ever tried to hide it, but he was right, I had my head stuck so far up Red’s ass that I just couldn't make a decision about what was best for me.
“Hey baby, you okay?” Nonie asked when she stepped into my office. She picked up my picture frame and nameplate that I had knocked off my desk when Jock was screwing me into insanity.
“No,” I admitted. Kizzie was my girl, and there was no reason to lie to her. She knew all of my dirty little secrets and was basically my sounding board.
“Aww, babes. What’s wrong?”
I held my hand out with the pill in the center of my palm and Nonie looked at me confused.
“What’s that?”
“Plan B,” I said.
“Umm, okay. Jock?” She questioned even though she knew I hadn't been with Red after the whole hidden family incident.
He had been blowing up my phone and had even dropped by the office and my house a few times, but I was managing to avoid him. There wasn't really anything he could say that would make me want anything to do with him anymore.
“Yep.”
“He asked you to take that?” was her next question.
“Girl no, he was threatening me not to,” I laughed a little, thinking about his reaction.
“So, should I even ask why you have that?” Nonie walked over to my sofa and was about to sit down, but stopped. “Did you?” She frowned, waving her hand over the sofa.
“No, trick.”
Nonie laughed and sat down.
“I have it because I don't want kids, and Jock gets careless.”
“Kiz, if you don't want kids then you need to be more careful. I'm not judging or trying to preach, but that’s not the answer,” Nonie said, pointing to my hand where I was still holding the pill.
“I know that, and really I am, but this time was different. He just didn’t even try to stop it.”
Nonie nodded. “But if you know you don't want kids then what's the hold up? Take it.”
I balled up my fist before folding my arms and lowering my head into them on my desk.
“I don't know what I want. I mean it's not that I don't want kids, but I don't want to be some man’s fool.”
“You have to make that make sense for me, Kiz. I’m confused as hell right now.”
“How the hell can I make it make sense for you when I can't even make it make sense for me?” I whined before lifting my head to look at Nonie.
“Do you want to have a baby with Jock?”
“It's not that easy, Nonie. We’re not even together, and my life is all messed u
p right now. Why would I want to throw a baby in the middle of that? He already has one that’s connected to a situation.”
“Don't get me wrong, it's not like I’m saying you need to, but the truth is you can be with Jock if you want. You already know that, Kiz, and honestly, if you were pregnant we both know that he’s got you. The only reason why your life is so called messed up now is because you couldn't decide who or what you wanted. Just think about it. And as for that…” She pointed to my hand. “Do whatever you feel like you need to do, but when it comes to Jock, you need to stop playing around and either be in it or let him go. You can't have it both ways, boo. I love you, but you need to grow up, Kiz.”
I rolled my eyes and then laughed. “How do you love me but you're sitting in my face calling me childish?”
“That’s how you know I love you. If I'd didn't, I would be like I don't give a fuck, do what you want,” Nonie said with a smirk.
“So are we done being all up in my business so that we can move on to yours?” I asked.
We had our event with Laken in less than two days, and I wasn’t sure how that was going to play out. Our party was going to be on point and everything, but the fact that Siah was not feeling it meant problems. Nonie was trying to act like it wasn't a big deal, but it was.
“I don't have any business that we need to move on to,” she said, standing and waving me off.
“If you got Siah breaking down doors and shit, then you have business that we need to discuss.”
“I’m not worried about Siah, and you don't need to be either. We’ll do our job just like we always do, and make sure shit is popping. I'm more focused on making sure everything works out as planned.”
“Nonie, are you serious right now? You know that HRC will be there, which means that Siah will be there, because there is no way he’s going to let you be around Laken if he can't be right there to control the situation. So you need to think about that. Money is one thing, but you know Siah ain't wrapped too tight when it comes to anything concerning you. Try to play dumb if you want, and be ready to deal with the consequences.”
“I know he’ll be there, and like I said, I’m not worried about it. There's nothing going on with me and Laken, so Siah doesn't have any reason so act up.”