Page 15 of Repo'd His Heart
He stared at me intensely for a few minutes before he stepped back giving me space and freeing me from whatever hold he had on me.
“I ordered some pizza. I figured baby girl would be ready for lunch.”
“Thanks,”
“So, I was thinkin’...” Marlo said, staring at the door to my skoolie then looking back at me. “I need a secretary and you need a job. You tryna work for a nigga?” He gave me a boyish grin.
“What exactly will I have to do?” I asked skeptically. Besides knowing how to work a computer I had no idea about doing secretary work.
I still didn’t understand why Marlo was being so nice to me, but I also didn’t feel like I was in the position to reject any help. Maybe if it was just myself my pride probably would have taken over. However, with Sunshyne depending on me I didn’t have any room to be prideful. I would take Marlo’s help until Igot on my feet or he started moving weird. Whichever came first. I had to play my cards the right way to get ahead. I wanted to be able to offer Sunshyne more than I had growing up. Living paycheck to paycheck wasn’t living. I wanted to be able to go on vacation with Sunshyne. There were so many things I wanted to be the one to show her. To allow her to see how big and beautiful the world was my dream. How we were living now, not to sound ungrateful because I wasn’t. My skoolie had served its purpose, it was time for us to move on.
“Answering the phone, dealing with customers, keepin’ files and shit organized. Most importantly, not fuckin’ my brother.”
“Definitely not fucking your brother. I don’t even like the nigga.” I frowned thinking about Meek’s bitch ass.
“Meek ain’t my brother. That’s been my nigga for years. He cool, just goin’ through some shit right now.”
“Oh, well I’m still not fucking whoever your brother is. I ain’t stuntin’ no niggas right now.”
“Good,” I could have been tripping, however the way Marlo said good wasn’t in a normal way. He was sayinggoodlike he was happy I wasn’t dealing with anyone else at the moment. Even the way he was staring at me was saying he was happy I was single.
Swallowing the lump in my throat,” Uh, how much is the pay?” Not that I really cared, I’d take anything now.
“For you, we can start at thirty and dependin’ on how you do, we'll talk about a raise later.” He winked at me as I looked at him in shock.
I damn sure wasn’t expecting thirty dollars to be his answer but I was so thankful I was tempted to jump in his arms and kiss him.
“Arre you sure?” I asked with my brows furrowed. Marlo couldn’t be this fucking nice and not want anything in return.
“Yeah, just be dressed and ready tomorrow. What time Baby girl gotta be at school?”
“Umm, 12. But I can see if I can get the bus to pick her up from here.”
“Or you can take her. We got company cars you can use. You got ya L’s?”
“I do.”
“Then you straight to use the cars. Whenever, just don’t wreck my shit.”
I couldn’t not say what had been running through my mind. I had to set my boundaries now. I didn’t want Marlo to get the wrong idea with me. While I appreciated everything Marlo was trying to do this for me, I wasn’t about to be his glorified side bitch that fucked him because he’d helped me out. I would rather leave here and figure out stuff on my own before I sold myself short.
“I appreciate everything you’ve done for me but if you doing all this thinking it’s going to get you some pussy. You can stop now. I’m not for sell and neither is my pussy.” I confidently said and Marlo busted out laughing in my face.
He really laughed at me like I had said something hilarious. I was confused as hell as to what he thought was funny. Marlo was pissing me off. Nothing was funny about what I said. I was dead serious. Niggas did weird shit for less and I wasn’t about to put me and my child in that kind of situation.
“Aye,” Marlo called out to me once he stopped laughing. “You gotta stop fuckin’ with bitch niggas. Let the next nigga you deal with be a real nigga cause them other niggas got you fucked up. If I do somethin’ for you, I don’t expect shit in return. I’m not that nigga that gotta do creep shit to get pussy. Stop makin’ me tell you that. When I was out in the streets pussy fell in my lap. I’m sure if I was still lookin’ it would still fall in my lap. I’m thatnigga, act like you know.” He winked at me as he once again left me speechless.
Fucking Marlo was going to drive me crazy and there was nothing I could do about it. I kind of didn’t want to if I was honest. He’d piqued my interest. I wanted to know more about Marlo. He wasn’t your average nigga. It was rare that you came across anybody that genuinely wanted to help with no reason. I knew Marlo had a girlfriend and I respected that. I wasn’t a homewrecker by any means. However, I wanted to at least become his friend. I’d be a fool to pass up the blessing that came in the form of Marlo.
Chapter 9
Mikael Wattson
A Week Later
“Pretty brown, can you pencil in Clemmy’s appointment for next week and I’ll take Chunk to the bus stop.” I asked Solana aka Pretty Brown as I called her.
I was skeptical when Lo mentioned he had found a new secretary for us. When he told me everything shorty had going on I wasn’t sure she would work out. This office was the main building for B&B Towing; it got hectic around here. All five shop managers reported to us throughout the week. On top of having to deal with all the angry customers from the other shop and our own customers, shit got real here. Solana caught on quickly and so far, the customers loved her and Sunshyne when she was here. Even my ass had gotten wrapped up in Sunshyne’s littleweb of cuteness. I treated her like she was one of my nieces, whatever she wanted she got. Solana stayed tryna tell me not to get her stuff but that shit fell on deaf ears. I spoiled the fuck outta my nieces and Sunshyne deserved the same. She was a good kid, clearly Solana was on her shit when it came raising her.
