baby sister? ” asked Devin as I
drove off.
“ No, Devin, but I'll
take you to buy that candy that I promised you. ” We stopped at a convenience store for him to buy a bunch of candy with the
money that I had given him as a bribe.
When we arrived
back at the school, Blunt was already there. He sat in the outer office
strolling through his cell phone. “Hey, Baby,” he greeted me as soon as I
walked in.
My secretary sat at
her desk with the phone held between her shoulder and her ear, writing
something in her notepad. She waved, but otherwise continued about her work.
"Hi, Blunt,” I
finally spoke back, flashing a fake smile.
"Hey, Daddy!"
Devin beamed.
"Sup, Lil Man?
You being good?"
"Yes," he
lied, taking his daddy's hand.
I crooked a finger
at Blunt. He and his mini-me followed me into my office. “Have a seat,” I said
after closing the door behind us.
Blunt sat in one of
the two chairs that faced my desk and Devin climbed up in the other one. He
bounced the bag of sweets up and down in his lap.
“What you got in
that bag, dude?” asked Blunt.
“A whole bunch of
candy.” Devin grinned from ear to ear.
I sat behind my
desk, trying to think of a way to get the truth out of Blunt without leading on
that Devin had told his secret. Maybe I'll just ask him why is it that
lately he doesn't come home until well after midnight.
Before I could ask
the question, his cell phone began to vibrate. He glanced down at his Iphone 5
and ignored the call.
“Answer
your phone, Boo. When you ignore calls in my presence, it makes me wonder what
you're doing outside of it,” I said, eyeing his cheating behind down.
He looked at me
with a smug expression. I was hotter than cayenne pepper because I suspected
that it was a female calling.
"Whatever, Mo."
Blunt brushed me off. He put the phone to his ear. “What’s the business?” he
asked the party on the other end.
It must have been
God's will for Blunt's infidelities to come to light, because his phone had
accidentally been placed on speaker.
“All you do is
chase up behind that stuck up ass bitch! You don’t give a damn ‘bout me and yo’
daughter. Well, I need you to take your nose out of Mo's ass and bring them
goddamn pampers back. This girl done shitted, and I ain’t got but one diaper
left, nigga!” screamed the female on the other end.
Blunt mumbled and
bumbled, trying to take the phone off speaker. It slipped from his hand and
fell to the floor. The chick's voice continued to come out loud and clear as he
swooped the phone up.
"You think
I'ma keep letting you play me like this?" she screamed.
Blunt glanced up at
me. He quickly told the caller to hold on and took the phone off speaker, but
he couldn’t undo what I had heard. My first mind told me to snatch the phone
out of his hand and smack him in his mouth with it. Instead, I looked off,
gritted my teeth, and clenched my fist. I knew exactly who was going off on him
and calling me out of my name. It had to be Luscious unless he had another secret
BM running around somewhere.
He lowered his
voice and mumbled something into the phone before hanging up. When he looked up
at me, both of our faces were etched with a scowl. "Is there something you
need to tell me?" I offered him the opportunity to come clean.
"Nah, but I
gotta bounce and go handle something. C'mon, Devin, we're out."
Before I could
formulate a response, he was out the door with his disrespectful seed. The
ungrateful bastard hadn't even thanked me for keeping his son. That was okay
though because I planned to get the last laugh.
Play Ya Position Or Bounce
Blunt
I left the school
with my li’l man in tow. I was heated because Luscious kept pressing a nigga.
She didn’t understand that she was sideline pussy and the position didn't come
with career advancement.
I had been handling
her wit’ kid gloves due to the fact that she was my partner in crime, but I
would put this size twelve in that ass if she didn't fall the fuck