She Fell For A Boss: An Urban Love Tale Page 9

  “You are such an asshole.”

  “Nah, I keep telling you, I’m just real. Shit, you got my dick on brick status, so I know your shit is leaking. Don't front, we’re grown, shorty. But seriously, I’m high as hell, and if you stay here any longer, I’m gon’ fuck you. I’m trying to respect your boundaries, so I’m about to take my ass home and handle this.” His hand moved under her and he grabbed himself. “Since you got me ’bout to bust a damn nut.”

  Miego lifted his seat to an upright position with Yami still in his lap. They were close now, so he kissed her again before he let her climb back into the passenger seat of his car.

  “I’ll call you when I get home, and I’m seeing you tomorrow. I want you to help me find an apartment. We’re not gon’ be out here in a car like a bunch of fucking teenagers,” Miego said with a grin.

  “I have class.”

  “’I’ight, that’s cool, just hit me when you’re done.”

  “Okay. I can do that.”

  “And don't play me out like you did last time. The second you walk out your last class, you better be dialing my damn number. Fuck that, what's your schedule? I don't trust you.”

  Yami laughed. “I’ll call you, I promise.”

  “Fuck around if you want to. I’ll be at that damn school, showing my ass.”

  “Oh my God, I can't with you. Bye.”

  Miego watched as she got out and made her way back into her sister’s building. Once he felt she was safe, he pulled off with her heavy on his mind. He needed to make her officially his and soon.

  Chapter Seven

  “So what's the deal with you and Yami?” Yanna’s eyes searched her brothers face briefly before she focused on her Psychology book again. The two were sitting in their mother’s living room, Miego watching TV while his sister studied for a test she had in a few hours.

  “What you mean, ‘what’s up with us’?” He glanced at his sister who was looking right back at him.

  “I mean, are y'all kicking it or what? Because I know your hardheaded ass doesn't care what anybody thinks, so it's not like you care who her daughter’s father is.”

  Miego laughed at his sister. She was forever in his business, but he loved her for that. It was her way of looking out. She couldn’t protect him in the streets, but she was always on the lookout to make sure he knew what he was dealing with.

  “We're just chillin’. Nothing major right now.”

  “Just be careful. I like Yami, we’re cool and everything, but I love you. You’re my brother, so that trumps everything.”

  “I’m always careful, Yanna. The fuck you mean?” Miego swatted at his sister’s book, causing it to close. When it did, she punched him in the arm.

  “Chill, damn. You see me trying to study, punk.”

  “Nah, what I see is you all up in my business.”

  “You're so damn rude.” Yanna opened her book again and Miego smiled. Her saying that he was rude reminded him about Yami.

  “Yo, you need me to drive you later?” He was mentally trying to work through his day, but he had yet to talk to Yami, and she never did tell him what time she would be finished with her classes.

  “If you’re busy, Renz can take me. I need a damn car.” Yanna was looking down at her book, so she didn't realize Miego was watching as her face scrunched up into a frown.

  Miego knew that his sister and Terenz were pretty tight. She wasn't exactly dating him, but they were pretty solid. He seemed like a decent guy, college athlete, smart, and he treated his sister with respect, as far as he could tell. But, Miego still didn’t want her to be dependent on a man who wasn't family. If it was him or Tron, he was okay with it, but anybody else was a no-go.

  “I’m working on it, Yanna,” Miego said.

  He had been thinking about it, and honestly, after his first pay off with Train, he planned to hook her up. Nothing flashy, just something that was hers and paid for. He didn't want his sister to have to depend on anyone for anything, not even him if he could help it.

  His confession made her quickly look up at him. “I don't mean from you, Miego.”

  “I know that, but I got you and I always will. I’m proud of you and you deserve it. I’ll make it happen, just give me a minute. I’m working on a few things right now.”

  Yanna smiled before she leaned over and kissed her brother on the cheek and then got comfortable again. “I love you. You’re still rude as hell, but I love you anyway.”

  “Shut the hell up and study for that damn test.” Miego chuckled and focused on the TV again while Yanna went back to studying.

  Bored with what he was watching on TV, Miego decided to take a shower and get dressed. He didn't know what time Yami was going to call, but it was already after lunch and he didn't want to keep her waiting. He had called and set up a few appointments to view some places, but he wanted Yami to be there with him. His goal was to put the place in her name if she would let him. Crazy right? He didn't care. For some reason he trusted her, and that was rare for him. Plus, he planned to do everything possible to stay under the radar.

  His original thought was to put it in his sister’s name, but he didn't even want it to be connected to family. Yami was the next best thing. Besides, he could tell she needed an out from her current situation. Her sister had her own place and she was still staying with her mom, with a kid. He could tell from Yami mentioning how her mother loved making her life complicated that she wouldn't hate the idea of being on her own. Especially if someone else was footing the bill. As far as he was concerned, if she played her cards right, she wouldn't have to worry about a damn thing but finishing school and being a mother to her daughter. He would make sure he had everything else covered for her.

  After he made to his room and got his clothes out for the day, he grabbed his ringing phone and realized it was Train.

  “What up, yo? You moving?” Train asked as soon as he heard Miego’s voice.

  “About to be, what’s good?”

  “I have us set up to meet with some people tonight at eight. You good for that?”

  “Yeah, I’m good. I have a few things to handle right now, but I’ll make sure I’m free. Meet you at your spot?”

  “Yeah, you can do that and then we can head out together. I’ll fill you in on everything when you get here. Just hit me up when you’re heading my way.”

  “I’ight, bet.”

  Miego tossed his phone on the bed and grabbed his things to head to the bathroom. Their tiny apartment only had one that he shared with his mother, sister, and occasionally his brother when he wasn't at Jai’s crib. Another reason he was anxious to figure shit out. No privacy, and no grown ass capable man should be living under their mother’s roof. Regardless of his circumstances, it constantly messed with his head that he was still there, even though it had only been a little over a month since he had been released from jail.

  Ginette wasn't going to like the idea of him moving out. She felt like she could somehow control the moves he made if he were close, but Miego was going to be Miego regardless. He just didn't argue the point with her because he hated to see his mother stressed.

  Once he had the bathroom filled with steam, signaling that the water was good, hot, and ready for him, he shed his clothes and stepped in. His thoughts about the phone call he’d just had with Train flowed through his head. This was the first of their big deals, which was about to put him one step closer to getting out for good. He just hoped that things ran smoothly and worked out as planned. The amount of product they were about to move was dangerous, but in his mind, the benefits outweighed the risk, so he was rolling with it.

  After he was dressed and smelling good, he sat on the edge of his bed going through his phone. He had several messages from jump offs who wanted his time, but he ignored them. At this point, he was focused on Yami. It didn't mean he wouldn't hit one of them up if the need hit, but for now, he wasn't seeking them out or entertaining their advances. He didn't mess with social media too tough, but his siste
r had set up accounts for him on his phone, so he occasionally scrolled through them.

  Instagram was filled with females he didn't know who were constantly making comments about him, even though he only had four pictures. Two of them were with Kia, but they didn't care. The went in on how she didn't deserve a man like him. They also weren't shy about what they would do if they had him, and how Kia was lacking in the looks department. Some of the females that hit him up were bad as hell. He just didn't fuck with too many people, so he didn't pay them any attention.

  Right in the middle of checking a message from a shorty he actually considered responding to, Yami called and he laughed. It was like perfect timing, as if she sensed he was about to be up to no good.

  “Damn, shorty, you must have read my mind. I was just sitting here thinking you needed to call me soon because I need to see you.”

  Yami blushed. “I’m walking into my last class right now, so you can be here in an hour and I’ll meet you in front of the student union.”

  “I’ight, bet. I can do that, but you can skip that shit if you want, and I’ll come now.”

  She laughed. “I can't do that. It's one hour, I think you’ll survive.”

  “Shit, you never know. I’m already going through withdrawals.” Yami could hear the playfulness in his voice, and it did something to her. She missed him too, but school was a priority that she wasn't about to change for any man. Not even Miego.

  “Bye, one hour,” she said firmly and then hung up.

  Miego laughed at the fact that she hung up so he couldn’t respond. That was one of his moves, so he sent her a text.

  You owe me for hanging up on me, shorty. We’ll discuss what you owe when I see you.

  Not even a minute later, she responded.

  Good luck trying to get me to pay up.

  Miego stood and slid his phone into his pocket before he headed back to check on his sister.

  “Yo, I have to pick Yami up in an hour. What time is your class?”

  “Three, I already texted Renz and he’s coming to pick me up.” Yanna didn't bother looking up at him.

  “I’ight, well hit me up if you need me to get you later. You know I got you.”

  “Man, please, didn’t you just say you about to pick Yami up? I don't plan on seeing you anytime soon.”

  “See, there you go with that bullshit. We’re just chillin’ and you know me better than that. Family first, Yanna. Don't play me like some punk.

  “I’m not, but I’m good. For real. Do your thing, but I promise you if she gets you caught up, I'm getting in her shit.”

  Miego chuckled then left her to get his keys and wallet. He planned to run by the store and then head to meet her, but then he fell back for a minute. He wanted to make sure he didn't show up late, but he also didn't want to get played by showing up too early, so he stretched out on his bed and chilled a little longer.

  *****

  “What are you doing here?” Yami looked at Black, who was leaning against his car, and then toward the street that led to the entrance of the student union building.

  She prayed that Miego didn't show up while Black was there because she had a feeling that he would have no issues whatsoever fronting him, and that was a problem she didn't need. Black was cocky, but so was Miego. They were similar in a lot of ways, but Miego had a calm spirit under his arrogance. She could feel it. Black was, well he was just Black.

  “The fuck you mean what am I doing here? I can come see my girl, right? And don't your ass need a ride home from school?” Yami surveyed his expression, trying to read his mood. He didn't really seem mad, but he wasn't smiling either.

  “I’m not your girl, Black, and I haven't been in a long time,” Yami said, again letting her eyes search for Miego’s car.

  “You looking for somebody?” Black looked right at her and then in the direction he had seen her eyes move. “’Cause I know Yaz is at work, so who you waiting on, Yami?”

  “None of your business,” she snapped, not really knowing why. Thinking about Miego gave her a confidence that she hadn't had in a while.

  Black chuckled before he removed his solid frame from his car and snatched her by the elbow. “Let’s go.”

  “I’m not going anywhere with you.” Yami pulled away and instantly regretted it when she noticed the look on Black's face.

  He reached for his face and rubbed his chin before he, looked down at her and spoke calmly. “Get your ass in this muthafucking car before I embarrass you out here. You know I will, so try me if you want, Yami. Get in the gotdamn car.” He didn't say another word, he just walked around to the driver’s side, got in, and waited.

  Yami looked around, praying that Miego would show up. She had gotten out of class fifteen minutes early, so she knew it would likely be a few more minutes before he got there, but only if he was early. She thought about stalling, but Black was serious, so with no other options, she relented and got in his car. He pulled away from the curb, driving like a maniac, so she knew it was about to go down.

  When they reached his apartment, she sat there silently, not wanting to get out of his car. He hadn't said a word or even looked at her the entire drive, but he did make a point of talking to one of his many females, making sure to tell her that he had to handle something and then would be there to see her. It pissed Yami off, but she was stuck and couldn't do anything but sit there.

  “Get out the car, Yami. The fuck you sitting there for?”

  Again, she did as she was told. A few of Black’s guys were outside drinking, so he tossed her his keys and told her to go upstairs. She hesitated but did it. Once she was inside his apartment, she looked around, not really knowing what else to do with herself. It was laid and clean, which meant that some female had been there because he didn't clean.

  Black liked nice stuff and had the money to buy it, but he put no effort into keeping it up, so he made sure he always had someone around to do it for him. There was a time when he would spend money on her, but that had ended. He spared no expense for Ray. Honestly, the money he gave Yami for their daughter covered them both because Ray was only two and didn't need much, but he made a point of always saying it was for Ray.

  Yami pulled her phone out of her pocket and realized she had several missed calls from Miego and an equal amount of texts, which made her heart race. He was looking for her and she knew he was going to be pissed. She shot him a quick text, simply saying, ‘something came up.’ Of course, he called instead of replying, but she shut her phone off, not wanting Black to walk in on her talking to Miego.

  “So you call yourself moving on, huh?” Black slamming his front door, startled her and she backed up just a little.

  His presence was intimidating, six feet even, two hundred pounds of muscle. One of his arms was damn near the size of one of her legs because of her small frame. Black was sexy to Yami. Hell, she used to be in love with him and couldn't keep her hands off him. But right now, the sight of him, the scowl on his face, and the hatred in his eyes had her wanting to run away from him and not to him.

  “Why do you care? Didn't you just tell some bitch you were coming through and you missed the way she tastes? Why do you care if I move on?”

  He took a step toward her and now they were inches apart. Black looked down at Yami while she looked away. His large hand grabbed her chin and tilted her head back, forcing her to look at him.

  “I care because I just fucking do, Yamiah. We have a child. I was your first and you belong to me. That shit ain't changing. I told you that.”

  “I don't belong to you, and so what we have Ray? That won't change, but you don't care about me, you just don't want to let me go. It's not fair.”

  “You damn straight I don't want to let you go, and I’m not. How the fuck you gon’ tell me I don't care about you, Yami? You don't want for shit, do you? Nobody fucks with you because of me. You know how many bitches wanna fuck you up daily because you had my child? Shit, they would too, if I didn't have them in check. You’r
e under my protection. You think that nigga can do that for you? When shit goes down around here, muthafuckers know not to touch a hair on your head or they’ll have to deal with me. Trust me, I care, and I do more for your ungrateful ass than you know. Yet, you out here trying to give my shit away. The fuck wrong with you?”

  “I don't need that or want that. I just want to be happy. I don't want a man who leaves my bed to go right to another one. Why can't you see that?”

  “Those bitches don't mean shit, but I'm gon’ do me. That's just how it goes, you knew that when you fucked with me. Don't act like it’s a problem now, but you think you can do better, fine, do that shit. Just don't come crying back to me when that nigga turns out to be just like me. Trust me, I know who the fuck he is. You think I don't have eyes on you? You don't think I know you was damn near fucking him in his car last night. I know everything, Yami. These are my got damn streets. I wanted to kill your ass for that shit, but on the strength of Ray, I didn't. But I’ll kill that nigga, though. Don't think I won't.”

  Yami looked at him speechless, she didn't know how to respond.

  “Yeah, that’s what I thought. That nigga got hoes just like me, you ain't special, but try that shit if you think you are. Trust me, though, you’re still mine. This is mine.”

  His large hands connected with her body. One around her neck and the other between her legs. He gripped her neck tight as he massaged her through her jeans.

  “Black, stop, please.” Yami struggled to get out.

  “You want me to stop, but you like the way it feels, right? This is made for me, Yami, and you know it.” Black leaned down and kissed her.

  “Make that nigga wear a condom or I’ll fuck you up because I’m the only one who is gon’ be up in this shit raw. Go play, I’ll give you that because I know you’ll be back. That nigga don't have shit and can't do a damn thing for you, but I promise you this.” He tightened his grip around her neck. “If anything happens to Ray because her hoe ass mother can't appreciate the fact that I’m the best thing that ever happened to her, I swear on everything real, not even Ray will keep me from killing you and that nigga. Now try me if you think I’m playing with you, and make sure that nigga don't get it confused. Ray already has a father. He can have your hoe ass, but my daughter, that's not up for negotiation.”