All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume II (61 page)

“
I'm sure you will.  Love you.”

“
I Love you too Papa Bear.” 

Jade
hangs her phone up and turns to Queen.  She plays cool and speaks calmly. “This is unfucking believable.  I don't even know what to say. Oh yeah I do.”  Suddenly, she begins to scream at the top of her lungs. “Abort the Damn Mission!  Abort the Damn Mission!  Abort the Damn Mission!  You crazy ass trick!  Abort the Damn Mission!” 

Queen
laughs as she maneuvers effortless through the traffic. “Why I got to be a crazy ass trick?”

“
I'm serious Queen, you'd better figure out a way to get some get back without jeopardizing your relationship with this man.  Aside from his addiction to stray pussy, you couldn't ask for a better man.”

“
That is exactly why the mission was launched.  I don't really want to do it, but...”

“
Then don't.  I was wrong.  Queen you don't have to do this.”

“
I know and I don't want to.  Matter of fact I'm not sure I can go through with it even if I want to.”

“
That's why I say- Abort the Damn Mission!” Jade screams. 

The
two of them laugh.  Moments later Queen pulls into the parking lot of the hair salon, but leaves the car running. “Here take my car and go home and see your wedding present.  I'm going to be here for awhile.”

“
That's usually what happens when you go to the salon looking like a damn Chia Pet.  I pity the poor girl that has to wax that uni-brow and those furry legs.  I shudder to think what she'll find uncovering that relic you call a VJ.  Uh!  I don't even want to think about it.”

“
You talk a lot of shit for somebody who is about to walk home.”  Queen joked.

“
Walk, my ass.  Thanks to your man I got a brand new Cadillac truck.  Call me when you're done.  I'm going to make you look so freaking hot that you won't even be able to recognize your own reflection in the mirror.  And if and when you do your dirt, then the score will be settled.  Then you're going to marry this man and give him a house full of kids.  And we will never speak of this again.  Do you understand?”

“
I don't know about all that bullshit, but yes I understand.”

To
say the least, Queen had a lot to think about. Truth be told she really didn’t want to bring another man into her life or her bed. Well, not unless that man was Christian. Unfortunately, Christian had already made it crystal clear that he wasn’t willing to go any further until Queen was completely done with Teddy. Who knows when that was going to happen.  Queen couldn’t even imagine what her world would look like without Teddy. Since Paul died they had been inseparable- physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. They shared a similar morbid darkness from that experience that forged an unbreakable bond that wouldn’t allow them to venture far from the comfort of each other’s arms. So, much so that Queen had to call off her wedding to Logic, because she couldn’t stay out of Bear’s embrace or his bed. So, now what? Could she finally be strong enough to walk away? She truly doubted it, not even for a spectacular man like Dr. Christian Love.

Unlike
Queen, Christian did not have the luxury of taking off work. He had already delivered two babies thus far and he hoped his other patient delivered in time for him to make it to the bachelor party. The week had been pretty hectic and he was kind of looking forward to unwinding with Dorian and the guys. It had been awhile since he had a boys’ night out. 

As
he nursed a cup of coffee, charting, at the nursing station his phone rang.    

“
Hi, it's Dr. Love.  How can I help you?”

“
Dr. Love.  I still don't know how you manage to say that shit with a straight damn face.  What time are we going to meet up tonight?”

“
Tonight?  Who is this?”

“
It's me Dorian.  Don't tell me that my Best Man forgot about my Bachelor party.”

“
Hey, what up D.?  No, you know I didn't forget.  I'm the one who arranged it.  I'm trying to get out of here early tonight.  I'll swing by to pick you up somewhere around 9:00.  I'll call you when I'm on my way.  How's everything going?”

“
Man shit is bananas right now. Teddy just shocked the hell out of me. I still haven’t recovered from that.”

“
Oh yeah, what'd he do?” Christian nonchalantly asked as he skimmed the patient’s chart.

“
Man, you wouldn't believe me if I told you. So I'll show you when you get here.”

“
What? Try me?”

“
Man he bought me a brand new, fully loaded Escalade sitting on twenty four inch custom rims. That shit is hypnotic!”

“
Damn… What color is it?”

“
Black of course, with cream leather interior and cherry wood trim. You know he only knows one way to go.”

“
Yeah, I know… All the fucking way.” Christian laughed.

“
I haven’t even told you the crazy ass part.”

“
Oh yeah, what’s that?”

“
He put a cashier’s check for twenty five thousand dollars in a wedding card, and had them put it in the armrest.”

“
Man, he really hooked you up.”

“
Yeah, he definitely took the edge off. Money was starting to get tight the closer we came to the wedding. Bills just started coming from everywhere.”

“
I told you that I got your back if you need anything.”

“
I know, but I’m good, especially now. Look, I'm not going to hold you up.  I'll see you tonight.”

“
So, is Teddy coming or what?”

“
I don't know man.  He said he was trying to rearrange some stuff.  But he's not sure he's going to get out of LA in time.”

“
Yeah, that's what he told me the other night when I talked to him.  I picked up his tuxedo when I picked up mine.  I guess we got to play the wait and see game.”

“
Yeah I guess so.”

“
Okay, man I’d better get back to work so I can get out of here.”

“
Alright, well I'll see you tonight.  Hey call Teddy and see if he's making any progress.”

“
Yeah let me see what's up.  I'll call you back.” 

Christian
grabs the chart he was looking through and heads to an isolated spot at the nursing station.  While he maneuvers through the numbers in his phone trying to locate Teddy's number his phone abruptly rings.

“
Hi it's Dr. Love.”

“
Dr. Love, the Pussyologist, now that's some funny ass shit.  What's up nigga?  It's your baby brother.  Did you get my tux?”

“
I was just getting ready to call you.  Yeah, I got it last night. Are you coming? Please tell me that you are coming.”

“
I'm trying.  Right now it's still up in the air.  But it won't be for lack of effort.”

“
You know the Bachelor party is tonight, right?”

“
Oh yeah, where are you taking him?”

“
Some titty bar downtown.  Jon, found the spot.  It’s suppose to be a nice, upscale club.  We reserved the VIP room with a dozen private dancers.  We're going to meet up with Jade and her girls at the Penthouse of the Bayview Hotel, later.”

“
Sounds good.  Buy, him a few lap dances for me.”

“
Will do.”

“
Look, don't let him get caught up tonight.  Lap dances are cool.  But don't let that nigga out of your sight.  And don't let those fools trick him into doing something stupid.  You're the Best Man.  It's your job to keep him out of trouble.  Shit can get pretty wild at those parties.”

“
Hey, you know I'm on it.  The guys are going to be guys and dick around, but it'll be okay.  Just get here.  Everybody's looking for you.”

“
Look, I'm trying.  Mye Queen is as mad as hell.”

“
You don’t have to tell me. She hasn’t talked about anything else since you told her you weren’t going to be able to make it. You do realize that it has been awhile since you’ve been over this way.”

“
Shit you don’t have to tell me. Every time I climb in that big ass bed without her I know exactly how long it has been.”

“
Yeah I guess it’s been pretty hard for both of you.” Christian joked.

“
Tee – hee- hee. Real funny. Hey, I got a call that I got to take.  I'll get back at you.”

“
Yeah, I got to get back to work myself.” 

“
Look I’ll see you tomorrow. I don’t know how, but I’m going to make it there.”

“
I hope so. It won’t be the same without you.”

“
Yeah, I know. Let me get on this call and see what I can do.”

“
Call me when you get here. See you tomorrow man.” Christian hangs up the phone just as a nurse calls him to deliver Mrs. Wilkins’ baby.

Queen
drop's her keys on the table as she kicks off her shoes and quickly goes through the stack of mail on the end table in her foyer before spotting a note from her mom.  She reads the note. “Queen, something came for you. I told them to put it in the garage.  Have fun tonight and be safe.  Love, Mom.”

“
In the garage?  Oh hell no!  Queen throws the mail and the note on the table and runs through the kitchen and snatches the garage door open.  As she hits the light switch she immediately screams.”

“
Oh my God!”

Queen
eyes quickly focus on a black on black, blacked out convertible Cadillac CXT. She slowly entered the garage and carefully runs her hand over the black convertible with black tinted windows, black leather interior, black convertible top and twenty two inch black on chrome custom rims. “Oh hell yeah!  This shit is hot as fire! Damn, this man really knows how to spoil a woman.”

Queen
opened the door of the convertible and slid into the driver’s seat.  As her eyes gleamed slowly over the fine leather she noticed the arm rest.  She hesitated before cautiously opening it up.  Inside she found a greeting card in a lilac envelope.  She gingerly took the card out of the envelope and read it's simple message – “I'm sorry... Forgive me.” 

Tears
instantly welled up in her eyes as she pondered the message.  She turned her focus to the small envelope which she had removed from the card.  She opened the small envelope and removed the Plum- American Express card issued in the name of- Mye Beloved Queen.  She stared at the card. “No damn way!  Wow, a damn Plum card! If I could just find a way to keep his dick out of these tricks, I'd have a definite keeper.”

Queen
wipes the trail or tears from her cheeks.  She takes a big breath and sighs before she turns the key that was dangling in the ignition.  The CD player came on playing the Hall and Oakes’ classic Old School single- Baby Come Back.  Queen shook her head and laughed as she tried to cue the next song only to find that there was only one song on the entire CD. “Bear you are so damn silly. Unbelievable! Okay. I guess a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.  Let me call my boo.  Queen pushed the car phone button and noticed that there was one missed call.  Teddy's private number showed up when she checked the number.  She pressed dial to return his call but she got his voice mail.

“
Papa Bear, me like.  Give me a call.”  Before she could finish the message, the call waiting signal interrupts her message. She answers the incoming call, which of course was from her Teddy Bear. “Hey, I was leaving you a message.”

“
Yeah I know, I was on an important call and I couldn't click over right away.  So I see you finally got my gift.”

“
You've been on the phone all day.”

“
You're telling me.  So I hear you got a new Kitty Kat.”

“
A girl could always use a spare.  I see you brought out the big gun this time.”

“
No, the big gun is still in my pants where you told me to keep it.”  Teddy laughed. “I'll bring the big gun when I come.”

“
You know, you could save yourself a whole lot of money if you'd just stop fucking up.” Queen joked.

“
Oh, you got jokes.  You know money ain't shit to me.  I just want to make sure you know that you mean everything to me.  Did you get the card?”

“
Yeah I got it.  Me like.  So what's my credit limit?”

“
I was talking about the greeting card, nigglet.  It's an American Express Plum card.  You don't have a spending limit.”

“
Damn my baby got it like that?”

“
For you?  I got it like that and then some.”

“
Yeah I read the greeting card.  Blah - Blah- Blah.  I've heard it so many times before.”

“
Damn, you can't cut a brutha any slack?”

“
Maybe if the brutha would break a sista off some dick on the regular she'd be more inclined to cut him some slack.”

“
Isn't that how I got in trouble in the first place?”  Teddy laughed.

“
Okay, you think this shit is funny, with your smart ass self.  We'll see if you're laughing when my new man is making both of your Kitty Kats purr like kittens.  Not to mention, helping me spend your damn money.”  Queen joked.

“
Yeah, now that's some funny ass bullshit.  On the real side of things, I wish a bitch would fuck with you tonight or any other night. And don't even get me started on the thought of you letting some broke ass nigga drive my shit and spend my hard earned loot. That's okay, I'll be up sooner than you can imagine and I'm gonna blow your back out.  And for the record you are as evil as hell when you get horny.”

“
Whatever, nigga.  It's been three months, ninety whole days since I've had some dick.  So, just stop making excuses, get here and handle your business.  That's all I'm saying.”

“
Hey, it's been ninety days of hell for me too.  You seem to have forgotten that.  If I have my way I'll be there tonight.  Did you get my kitty waxed?”

“
Kitty is waxed, relaxed and ready to play ball.  I even got the arrow.”

“
I thought I told you that I didn't need an arrow to show me the way to paradise.”

“
And I thought I told you that neither the wax nor the arrow were for you.” Queen laughed.

“
Queen, I know that you're just kidding around and shit.  But, please stop playing like that.  I haven't been able to get that shit out of my mind all day.  I swear to God, I'll catch a mother fucking charge if anybody fucks around with you.  Look I know that I fucked up and I am sorry.  I don't know how else to say it. But that shit is over. I've been faithful for the last ninety days, just like I promised. Don't do this bullshit.”

“
Stop acting like a girl.  Damn, I can't even play with you anymore.  Let's just drop it.  And for the record, since we're documenting shit, stop being sorry and start being faithful.  Let's just wipe the slate clean and move on.  I got over that slut months ago.  I've just been tripping lately.  The wedding is just making it clear that I really want what Jade has.”

“
What's that?”

“…
A husband not a boyfriend and definitely not a half ass piece of a man, regardless of how much money he has..”

“
Then say yes, for once.  Queen, I've asked you to marry me a half a dozen times.  And you've turn me down every single time. What do you want me to do?”

“
I keep saying no, because you keep asking me with your mouth and your wallet.  Maybe, I'd say yes, if just once you'd ask me with your heart.  Get your shit together and ask me with your heart and we'll see.”

“
You're right.  And since the record is still out, let the record show that I want what Dorian has.”

“
Oh yeah, and what's that?”

“…
A wife like Jade that don't drive a nigga crazy every five seconds.”

“
Whatever.  Too bad, you're stuck with me.  I got to get going.  I have to pick her up in less than an hour.”

“
Yeah?  You taking the Caddy?”

“
I want to.  Is it registered?”

“
It better be.  I ordered it over a month ago.  They said everything was taken care of a week ago.  I was just waiting for your American Express card to arrive, before I authorized delivery.  Look in the glove compartment.  The registration should be in there.”

“
Will do.  Thank you for the spare Kitty and the Plum delicious American Express card.  And just in case there's any doubt, how appreciative I am, you are so getting your dick sucked when I see you.” 

“
That's
a given.” Teddy laughed. “I Love you Mye Queen.”

“
Love you too My King.”

Queen
hangs up the phone and checks the glove box for the car registration.  To her surprise she finds a small, red velvet, heart shaped, ring box with a red satin bow.  She took a big breath and held it to her heart. “Please God, don't let this be what I think it is.  Tonight is not the night.  I feel guilty enough.” 

She
cautiously peeps in the ring box to find a small note neatly folded and stuffed in the ring slot.  She unfolds the note, written in Teddy's handwriting, and reads it aloud. "Mye Queen, let's talk about this when I arrive. I think it's finally time. I love you with all that I am, all that I have and all that I hope to be. Your King, Teddy."

Queen
carefully refolded the note and stuffed it back in the ring box before putting the box back in the glove compartment.  She sighs, grabs the American Express card, shoves it in her bra and runs upstairs to get dressed. “And so we shall my King.”