six-foot-three, three hundred pounds. I couldn’t decide who was scarier, Clarence or Mikey. But that was before I saw Kelvin’s father.
Senior walked into the room with a very obvious swagger. He stood at least six-foot-four and had the widest shoulders of all the Carters, including my Kelvin. Just like Ant and Deshaun, Senior was bald, and had a thick mustache, but it was very well kept. His obviously expensive gray suit had white pinstripes, and his gray shoes matched it perfectly. Now I could see where Kelvin got his fashion sense from. His eyes were deep and dark, yet there was something about him that was different than the rest of the Carters. They were all intimidating in their own way, especially Clarence and Mikey, but Senior was different. His face seemed to be stuck in an angry glower. If he was happy, he didn’t want anyone to know it, but I was convinced that he was pissed.
Senior walked over to the table as Mikey switched seats to allow him to sit at the head spot. He pulled out the chair and sat down, staring at Kelvin and me as he moved. I glanced over at Kelvin, and unlike his uncles, he didn’t look intimidated. In fact, he looked the same way he did the night he beat the shit out of Timothy Bulger after he’d broken into my house—fearless.
“So, I see we have a problem,” Senior started. “Somebody seems to have put a hit out on you, but you seem to only be concerned about her .” He said her like he hated the word, and didn’t even look my way when he said it. I couldn’t help but remember that this was my first time ever meeting this man in person. What a start to our relationship. “Maybe you’d like to take this opportunity to tell me why you have your head up your ass,” he said.
My eyes bulged at his bluntness, and I immediately looked over at Kelvin to gauge his reaction. His facial expression hadn’t changed.
“Nice to see you too, Dad,” Kelvin replied. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for us to start this conversation at each other’s throats, but I think it’s important that I remind you that I’m not a fucking child, so don’t talk to me like I’m one. Just because I disagree with you doesn’t mean that I have my head up my ass. Otherwise, I could certainly say that you have your head up your ass. I don’t know what happened tonight, but I’m concerned about both of us. I don’t want anyone in our family getting hurt.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Senior snapped. “Our family? Our family is the Carters! She is not a Carter.”
I wanted to jump into the conversation, but something told me it was a bad idea.
“I don’t give a fuck if she’s not a Carter. She’s a part of me, and I’m in love with her. If you won’t protect her, then don’t waste your time trying to protect me.”
“Don’t be fucking stupid, Kelvin! You think Ivan gives a fuck if she’s not a Carter? He’ll shove a gun in your little princess’s mouth and blow her brains out the back of her head. He doesn’t give a fuck. The only way to protect her is to leave her alone, otherwise, you’re putting her in danger.”
“I’m not even sure why we’re having this conversation. You know that if Ivan can’t get to me, he’ll go after Lilliana to force me to come out. So protecting me, and not protecting her is sentencing her to death, and you know it.”
I felt my heart begin to pound. I didn’t know how I’d somehow fallen into this new and crazy world where my life was suddenly in danger, but the reality of it hit me like a ton of bricks. How did everything change in just a few short hours? I was just having a nice dinner with my friends, now my life was in danger, whether this Ivan guy could get to Kelvin or not? What the fuck?
The two Kelvins had a brief pause in their conversation, and I figured this was my best opportunity to speak my peace. I took a deep breath and went for it.
“Umm, I don’t mean to intrude on your conversation,” I mumbled,