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“I’m sure you’ve sucked on enough dicks for the both of us. I’ll pass on that.”
“Sure did, just got done sucking on Mikael’s dick last night boo,” Malika winked at me before strutting off towards her beat up ass Honda she’d had since high school.
I had never wanted to run her ass over more than I did right now. Stupid bitch, fuck her and Mikael’s grimy ass. For all I cared they could have each other. Both of their bum asses weren’t worth shit.
Chapter 6
Solana Thomas
“Solana just wanted to give you a heads up. The lot manager across the street came in earlier and complained about you parking in their lot again. They threatened to get you towed next time they catch you. I know your situation, but I just want you to be careful. Or maybe find somewhere else to park.” My manager Carla told me, as I typed my three digit code to clock in.
I sighed because this had become a thing these last few months and I hope pre usual the lot manager was blowing smoke up my ass. The big nosed bastard would come in complaining about my bus being parked overnight and threaten to have it towed but nothing would ever come from his bitching. It was annoying because the only time that lot is used is during the daytime and I was long gone before they opened. The only reason they even knew I parked there was because of the cameras they’d installed a few months back. I truly didn’t see what the big deal was if I didn’t disrupt their business.
I didn’t have the mental capacity to think about not being able to park my skoolie in that lot. I could work the few hours Sunshyne was at preschool but that was barely four hours a day. My check wouldn’t be shit working those hours and it would be more of a hassle getting Sunshyne to school then driving to work and back to pick her up. Gas would tear that little ass paycheck right up. I wasn’t about to stress myself out about something that hadn’t happened yet. Looking out the window, I had a clear view of my skoolie and that was all that mattered. Sunshyne was knocked out, that little girl could sleep her ass off. Once she was asleep nothing was waking her up. I swear she could sleep through anything and don’t wake her up early or she’d have an attitude out of this world.
“I know Carla, I’ll have to figure something out when the time comes. For now, I gotta focus on the present.”
“I hear you. I’m finna get out of here. See you tomorrow.” Carla waved at me as she grabbed her purse walking around the counter and out the front doors.
I exhaled loudly as I prepared myself to work this twelve hour shift. Thankfully, there weren’t any customers here right now. I wasn’t a people person and working at a job where I had to deal with them was the bane of my existence. Being an only child made me like to stay to myself. Could I put on a fake smile and front if I had to, absolutely. That ability was how I made it through my long nights working at the club. However, if it was up to me, I would only have to deal with Sunshyne, and the world could kick rocks.
Maybe, I’d make time for a fine ass nigga to come sweep me off my feet. But he was finna have to work his ass off to prove he’d deserved to be a part of my life. Sonni had left so much damage with all the stuff he’d put me through I almost didn’t trust all niggas. A nigga would tell you they loved you and go eat another bitch’s pussy with the same lips. I’d seen and been through itall. That’s why I knew it would take a miracle to get me to take another nigga serious.
Marlo had my attention, and not just cause he was fine ass fuck. I loved how attentive he was with his daughter. The way I grew up you didn’t see a father caring for his kids. Seeing him interacting with Mason with being attentive and loving made him so much more attractive. I thought I was losing my mind with the way he had me feeling. I was literally getting stuck looking into his deep chocolate colored eyes. It was like looking at a fire and I was a moth. I wanted to touch his flame even if I got burned in the end. I swear Marlo sparked something in my soul that had died a long time ago. He had to feel the connection I felt. I saw that same look in his eyes, and he had to feel the same spark when our skin connected. Of course, like all niggas Marlo had a bitch, and I got burned a lot sooner than expected. Seeing his very pregnant wife or whatever she wanted to be was like a dagger piercing my soul. I was salty like I’d been dealing with Marlo for a while. To see the type of female he was with kind of turned me off…a little. She came up running her dick suckers when she should have been more concerned with her daughter. But that wasn’t my business. It just proved my point that most niggas weren’t about shit. I was better off single and not stressing behind some trifling nigga.
My shift was going smoothly. It was kind of boring because there wasn’t a lot of traffic tonight. Since it was Tuesday, I wasn’t too surprised with how slow it was. It gave me a lot of down time to catch up on my reading. One of my guilty pleasures, reading a bomb ass hood book. I might have grown out of that kind of life, but I loved reading about a toxic ass couple with some fire sex scenes. That and a glass of wine was all I needed to make my night. Lately Sunshyne had been extra needy when it came to wanting my attention. I hadn’t been able to read as much as I liked to. I was so into the book I had been reading for the lastthirty minutes I didn’t hear the door chime going off. It wasn’t until someone cleared their throat that my head shot up, and I felt my heart about to beat out of my chest.
Marlo stood before me in all his chocolate glory with a confidante grin. My mouth went dry when we locked eyes and I could see the recognition registering on his face. His pink tongue slipped through his juicy lips as he ran it across his bottom lip. Even in his work uniform he looked amazing. I assumed he was a mechanic, the Black polo with red short sleeves fit him snuggly making his arms look twice as muscular. On the left upper part of his shirt right on his defined pectoral muscle in red cursive was his name. With B&B on the right side in the same red cursive. His Black jeans fit him perfectly although they’d slightly sagged but not too much where his boxers were showing.
“Second time, must be fate.” He said with a cocky smirk as his eyes racked over me. I hated feeling self-conscious in front of him, but I did. Right now, I looked a mess, my braids were long overdue to be taking out, I hadn’t had my eyebrows arched in forever and I’m sure my lips were crusty. I’ve had better days when it came to my looks.
“I doubt it,” I smartly replied. I refused to fall victim to his charm knowing he had an entire family.
“I don’t. As long as I lived here I ain’t never ran across you but in less than a month I’ve seen you twice. Can’t be a coincidence.”
I did agree that it was odd that we’d come in contact so much recently. Beauville was big so it wasn’t that shocking that we didn’t know each other. However, that didn’t mean anything, and I wasn’t getting caught up in trying to make something be what it wasn’t.
“Has to be. Is that all you getting?” I asked, nodding towards the bottle of water, bag of chips and candy bar on the counter. I wasn’t about to entertain his foolishness.
“Yeah,” He cooly responded and I started scanning his stuff. “How’s baby girl doin?”
“She’s good,” I exhaled and my eyes shot across the parking lot. Seeing my skoolie in place. “I never got to tell you thank you for buying all that stuff and Sunshyne loves that doll you got her.”
And I appreciate it too, that extra money I got to save really came in handy/ I wasn’t finna tell him that though. I’m sure his head is big enough as is.
“You straight. Shit I needa apologize to you about the way my girl…”
I frowned hearing him claim that girl didn’t sit right, waving him off as I said. “No need, I probably would have reacted the same way. That’s $12.55,” I told Marlo after I finished ringing up everything.
“Nah, that shit wasn’t cool. She ain’t have no reason to come at you like that. I’m her nigga if anything she should have been on my ass.”
“I promise it’s no big deal.” I gave him a small smile as I took the hundred dollar bill from his hand.
“You different,” Marlo had an unreadable look on his face and when our eyes met it felt like my tongue was caught in my throat.
Quickly I broke eye contact and counted out his change. I went to hand Marlo his change and he shook his head. “Keep it.”
“Why?” I questioned him, squinting my eyes at him angrily. I hoped he really didn’t believe I was some fucking charity case because this wasn’t that. I didn’t need his or no one else’s pity. I might have been a little down on my luck, but this season of my life wouldn’t last long. My winning season was coming; I could feel it.
