Page 43 of Street Heiress 3
“I don’t know why you would ever keep a secret from Loco’s crazy ass to begin with. Stay your ass in the house tonight withyour husband, while we go out for part two. I had a fuckin time last night. Girl, Cartier was so annoyed with me when we got in last night. I’m sending him all these sexy videos last night while we were at the club. The drinks kicked in, I’m telling him all the shit that I’m going to do to him, only for me to pass out as soon as I made it in the room. My ass was exhausted,” she shared, and I laughed at that.
I sat here, staring at my best friend in awe. Her beautiful chocolate skin has always been something that I would compliment her on. Then, she had the nerve to be sitting there with her own mini me, that had the same chocolate skin and was just as beautiful as her mother. Aries had that fine, straight hair. It was jet black, and she had it pulled up into a high ponytail. Just chilling around the house in her lounge clothes but was still just as beautiful as ever. A mother to two children, but she still looked so youthful.
Aries lifted a little bit, so that she could look out of the patio sliding door that was behind us. She squinted and then laughed.
“That’s Riot, and Dolo laying on that swing, under that tree in the middle of this heat? Oh baby, ain’t that much good dick in the world,” she cracked, putting her hands over Alai’s ears, so that she wouldn’t hear her.
I laughed because that was my immediate thought when I saw them doing that a while go.
“Loco came out here, and saw them, talking about I haven’t done any wild shit like that in a while to prove that I love him. Mind you, they only went out there to chill. They ended up falling asleep in the swing. Aries, they been out there sleeping for over an hour. I’ll do a lot of shit for Loco. I’m not laying in the middle of the sun, with a hoodie on for him though,” I cracked back, and Aries was cracking up.
In the middle of us laughing, and cracking, Beretta and Puma came walking in the room. Beretta was holding onto Mauricio. Everyone was slowly waking up and coming in here with us.
Mauricio saw that I was in here, and he reached for me. I took my baby from his auntie and rained kisses on him. Beretta sat next to me, pulling her legs up, so that she could sit Indian style. Puma came over, too sitting next to Beretta.
“We found this spot on TikTok. It’s called Aziza. It’s a restaurant, and lounge. It’s a nice vibe. Kind of like the vibe that we had going on last night. Ya’ll coming with us again, or ya’ll going to be on mommy duty?” Beretta wanted to know.
“I have a man upstairs, boo. It’s nothing to leave these kids with they daddy,” I let her know, and she giggled.
“See, this one of the benefits of not having kids. Me, and Puma can pick up, and do whatever the fuck we want to do,” she let me know.
“Yeah, and keep it that way,” I told her.
“Where’s Riot?” she wanted to know, and I reached my hand up, and pointed in the direction of the patio door.
Both her and Puma looked, and just like everyone else that saw, they laughed when they saw her, and Dolo out there, lying up under the tree. The two of them were knocked out and probably didn’t have any plans of getting up anytime soon. As someone that used to be in the streets, working crazy hours, barely getting any rest, I knew that their bodies needed the sleep that they were undergoing right now. We were all leaving in two days, and once we were back home, it was back to that lifestyle for them, where they didn’t get a lot of rest, so it was cool that they were soaking it all up right now.
“I thought that I loved to be up under my man. I don’t hold a candle to Riot. We took each other’s numbers down. She said that she’s going to hang with me, and Puma back home,” Beretta let me know.
“That’s a friendship that I’ll approve of. We both know that outside of Puma, your ass don’t have the best track record in making new friends,” I let her know.
“I befriend one wrong person, and you still hanging that shit over my head,” she went on.
“Because that shit was one friend too many,” Aries jumped in, so I didn’t have to.
I still get chills when I think about the friend from college that Beretta made. Her name was Dakedra, and she ended up being a real nutcase. My sister dodged death with that girl, and since then, she never entertained any new friendships.
I didn’t mind her hanging with Riot. Riot was much different from her, and Puma, but I still felt like the three of them would get along.
Everybody started pouring into the family room, and once the kids came in, making all this damn noise, I skipped off for a little bit, so that I could go, and find my man. I needed to make sure that we weren’t beefing. I knew that this wasn’t something that he was going to drag out and hang it over my head for days though. He was just going to be in his feelings about it for a little bit. He was entitled to that though because I was supposed to tell him when it happened. I dropped the ball on that one.
Chapter 14
Riot St. James
“Can you make sure that the wings are fried hard, please? Extra buffalo sauce on the side please, and no ice in the sprite,” I said to the server, that was behind the serving window, taking my order.
I was back in Miami. Truthfully, if I could have it my way, I would much rather be back in Turks. I had so much fun out there. The beautiful water, the excursions, being around people that I came to love, the food, and just the alone time that I was able to have with my man.
The morning we left the island to come back home, Dolo damn near had to drag me out of bed because I wasn’t ready to leave. Because we left early in the morning, that was enough time for us to land, head back to the house, where we showered, changed, and immediately went to the warehouse to get back to work. Here we were, day two of being back home, and we were back at it.
I was in the hood with Diego right now though. It was a little after ten at night. We were on 62ndstreet and 7thave. It was a popular plaza that we were in right now, that had about four different food trunks. It wasn’t that busy because it was late. Ifwe had come this afternoon, I’m sure this spot would’ve been jumping.
Before getting here, I had been at the warehouse with Diego, and everyone else. Diego told Dolo that he was going to step out and grab something to eat from one of the food trucks that he’d passed on the way here. Dolo put in a order, and Diego was acting like it was the longest list in the world, and that he wasn’t going to remember all of that, and that’s how I ended up tagging along. I knew how to order Dolo’s food. I knew the food he liked, and I knew the way he liked it cooked. Down to his drink. I knew that he didn’t always like ice in it. I tell him all the time that he was weird for liking to drink warm soda.
There was a food truck out here that was selling pizza, and that’s where I’d gotten my food from. I’d already put the order in, and I was just waiting for them to call me.
I was standing at one of the food trucks that specialized in wings. Diego placed his order already, and was just waiting on me to finish ordering for Dolo, so that he could pay the tab.
