Duffle Bag Bitches (15 page)

Zane was lounging around the crib. Bitches had been blowing his phone up like crazy but he didn’t have no rap for none of them. He wished Shannon would at least let him know she was okay. He knew that she needed space and to be with her baby. He never cared about a woman or her child, but he did now and he just hoped it all worked out. Zane thought about how Mack left the world with no wife or children. Zane didn’t want to go out like that. He wanted to know at least once in his life what family love felt like. That wasn’t too much to ask from this sorry ass world, it just seemed like the hardest thing to get. This time he was going to try no matter what. If not for him he would do it for Mack.

Cash had made it to Saint Louis. He had no idea where to start looking for Jay and he crew.
 
He was staying at the Hyatt in Union Station. He knew that was going to have to be short lived because his money was tight and the rooms were pricey. But he had to act like a boss to get the info he was looking for. He was chilling in one of the happening clubs in town called The Boss. He was posted in the cut so he could see everyone who came in and went out. This was another reason Dallas told his crew to stay low cause if you don’t kill the person you rob, if they got heart they will come looking for you. His crew was ordered to kill everyone in the house when they hit a lick, but Cash just got lucky.

The club was jumping and bad women were everywhere. Even though he was there on business he saw some pleasure that he would love to partake in. The night was growing old and he didn’t see anyone that even resembled Jay. He found out that the Lou was full of thick and plus sized women that he could fall for after he touched Jay. He was heading out the door when he bumped into this bad little chick. She was thicker than a down feather comforter. “My bad shawty.” He said.

“Shawty?” She laughed “Where you from my dude?” She talked like a nigga, it was sexy to him.

“SC!’ He said proudly.

“South Cat?” It was just a lil name that was used in the Lou.

“If that’s what you want to call it.” He played it cool knowing good and well he had never heard that before.

“What’s your name?” She asked him.

“Cash.” She looked him up and down. He was fresh, but she still laughed.

“What’s your name while you laughing at mines?” He talked slick.

“Aja, my friends call me Venom.” She informed him.

“Venom?” He looked at her funny.

“Yeah I’m poisonous!” She hissed at him.

His dick got hard. Then he said, “Bite me then.” She liked his heart.

“One day, not tonight.” She handed him a card that had a snake on it. The snake’s tongue spelled out her name and number.

He watched her walk away. He didn’t find what he was looking for that night. He enjoyed himself though, and felt comfort knowing that tomorrow was another day. He headed back to his room feeling a little better than he did when he arrived.

***

Shannon’s mind had started to get the best of her now that her daughter’s dad had picked her up. She needed to get out the house even though she was ordered to lay low. She thought about hitting the club, but she got a funny feeling about that remembering what happened to Nisha when she didn’t follow the rules. Something about that told her it wasn’t an accident, but a lesson learned. She decided to call Zane because the walls in her house were closing in on her and she needed to break free.

Zane was just stepping out the shower. His body dripped water on his marble floor. The water ran down his chest hitting the eight pack brick abs and settled in his navel. He heard his phone ringing when he looked over at it his heart jumped seeing that Shannon was calling.

“What’s good?” He played it cool like it didn’t matter that she’d called.

“I need to see you.” She said.

He could hear desperation in her voice. “Baby come on.” He gave her his address and hung up.

Shannon hopped in her ride and headed toward his crib never even seeing the Cadillac CTS following her. As she made her way to his house she listened to Lyfe Jennings “If I Knew Then What I Know Now.” It was one of her favorite jams. It kept her calm when she was on the verge of losing it. She pulled into the driveway of his building and parked. She exited the car looking down at what she was wearing for the first time since she left the house. She wanted to kill herself for letting her mind get the best of her. She had on smoke grey jogging pants, black wife beater and Tom from Tom and Jerry slippers. Too late now, hell she was already there.

The car following kept straight past the apartment. It was someone to press her if she wasn’t following orders. Since she was going to Zane’s house, the car was ordered to keep going and let her be. She got to his apartment and was about to knock on the door but he was already coming out. “Where are you going?” She looked at him.

“I got to go get my girlfriend.” She looked at him like he had bumped his fucking head having her coming over when he was going to pick up some bitch.

“Boy you got me fucked up.” She hit him. “What? You think you about pick up your hoe while I’m here?” She barked.

“No the hoe’s already here.” He laughed.

“What?” She smacked him.

He pulled her into the apartment and kissed her. She kissed him back then asked. “I’m your girlfriend now?” She wanted to hear him say it.

“If you want to be, I got to tell you right now though, I’m not the best nigga in the world because I never had a girlfriend.” He confessed.

“So you were a virgin until we fucked a few days ago?” She joked.

“Hell naw I just used to fuck hoes. No love, I got trust issues.” He told her.

“Well why me?” She asked.

“You got trust issues too so that means neither of us want to be hurt and we both want to be loved just never came across the right person to trust.” He read her like a book.

“This is true, but I don’t want you to be my boyfriend.” She shocked him.

“Why?” His heart felt a sharp pain.

“Every boyfriend I have had lied, cheated, and misused me. I want a man that will hold me, make love to me, and share his fears, and life dreams with me.” This bitch was deep he thought.

“I can be your man and you can be my woman. That’s why I been single my whole life cause all the women I meet ‘Bands a make her dance’.” He danced around and she laughed.

“As we both know I make my own bands. I only dance when my man asks me too.” She smiled at him.

“Come here boo.” He felt weird on this mushy shit yet it felt so right.

He cooked dinner for them and they talked for what seem like forever. This was the kind of woman older men spoke of. He just didn’t believe that any more were left. She was funny, smart, cute and a certified goon too. He knew he had to be careful with this one, because she might dome his ass if he stepped to her wrong.
 
Secretly that shit turned him on. She went to take a shower because she was getting sleepy. She came out of the bathroom in one of his collared shirts looking sexy as hell.

“You coming?” She asked like she was at home. His spot was the shit compared to hers.

“Yeah ma.” He got up to follow her to the bedroom.

She got under the covers on the side of the bed that he usually slept on. He didn’t mind. This was the first time he shared his bed with anyone because he never took women to his home. He walked over to the stereo. “Do you mind? I usually go to sleep to music; you know… it just makes it feel like someone is here with me.” He told her.

“Go ahead. I sleep the same way for the same reason.” She stated.

He turned on his favorite cut “When We Make Love” by Ginuwine. He loved this cut; the boy was on his grown man shit. He got in bed nude as always. She still had the shirt on when he told her, “You can’t sleep in my bed with a shirt on.”

“Why?” She smiled.

“You see me? Clothing is not allowed in this bed.” He was serious.

She removed the shirt. “Is that better mister?” She teased.

“Yes ma’am.” He held her in his arms.

Neither of them were sleepy, they just lay there enjoying the song on repeat. She had never felt so close to someone so soon. She mumbled, “I love you.” He looked at her and kissed her.

“No you don’t, you just think you do.” He was scared of this woman because he loved her too.

“Yes I do.” She kissed his chest and he closed his eyes because his body was on fire and Ginuwine wasn’t helping. She kissed down his chest to his pelvic bone. Then licked his V formation. That shit felt so good he moaned just like the song that was on. Her warm mouth made contact with his penis. The small circles, slurping, and deep throating all caused him to lose his mind. “Damn girl don’t do that shit like that.” She kept going taking all of him into the back of her throat. Zane was shocked because he was twelve inches all the way.

She continued to make it disappear with ease, and he wanted to taste this lady too, it was unfair for her to treat him this good. “Ahhh ooohhh.” He moaned. “Let me taste you boo.” He begged in a low tone.

“No, tonight is my night, let me do me.” She demanded, driving him insane. She mounted him letting him feel her wetness sliding down his pole as if she was a stripper. She moaned as he entered her soul. “Mmm suuu hummm.” She hissed.

He palmed her ass as she rode his pipe like she was an equestrian. He was loving every damn minute of it. “Ohhhh shit baby.” He never made this much noise ever. She was making his toes curl. She rocked back and forth enjoying herself. She got caught up in the music and moved to the beat. Shannon arched her back, and Zane had to close his eyes to keep the tears that were forming in his eyes from falling. He even held his breath from time to time. She was in a world all of her own now. Softly she moaned “Zane oh Zane give it to me daddy!” He was enjoying this rollercoaster his woman was taking him on. For the first time in his life he was making love with someone he loved. She was on the verge of cumming. She began to rock faster and forced him deeper inside her walls. She whispered, “Cumming ooohhh Zannnne I am cumming.” He lost it all at that moment and came with her. She laid flat on top of him. He was still inside of her and she was fast asleep.

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on her forehead. Zane laid there listening to the music enjoying the space he was in. He opened his eyes and allowed the tears he had been holding in his whole life to fall and whispered, “I love you too.” She heard him because she wasn’t fully asleep. It made her press her body closer to him and embrace what lied ahead of them.

***

The sun was shining through Zane’s bedroom window and Shannon was still on top of him. His phone began to ring. He was hoping it wasn’t no thirsty bitch cause all that was dead from this point on. He grabbed the phone off the marble topped nightstand. It was Dallas calling. He picked up, “Hey family.” His voice had music in it. He grabbed his stereo remote to kill the music that was still playing.

“Well great morning my nigga,” Dallas smiled on the other end of the phone.

“Yeah it is a great morning boss.” He looked down at his sleeping beauty.

“I need for everyone to meet me at the warehouse at five p.m. today. It’s payday.” He always said that when it was time to pass out money.

“I’m on it family, everyone will be there for sho.” He assured him.

“Make sure Dizzy’s crazy ass shows up, I don’t have time to chase that nigga to give him his money.” Dallas didn’t understand Dizzy. He just fucked with him because Zane vouched for his ass.

“I will make it my business to get him there.” Zane laughed.

“Okay then that’s my word my nigga.” Dallas was about to let him go.

“Until then.” Zane said.

“Oh yeah tell Shannon I said great morning.” Dallas burst out laughing.

“Will do, will do.” He hung up the phone on Dallas’s laughter. It got under his skin sometimes the way Dallas kept tabs on people’s whereabouts. He knew that he would have to school Shannon on following orders cause if she didn’t Dallas would have someone press her the same way he did Nisha, and if that ever happened Dallas would be a dead man.

Shannon began to wake up, and she tried to pulled her body off his. He grabbed her and kissed her. This loving side of him was wild to her.

“Thanks daddy. I got to move around and get myself together.” She walked to bathroom for a hoe bath so she could drive home to change and get a real bath and change clothes.

“That’s cool love, we got to meet with Dallas at five. It’s payday.” Zane didn’t give a damn for real he was good on paper.

“I will be there!” She threw her clothes on and walked out the door. He watched her leave; he even watched her pull off his street. She was feeling real good and was hoping that what she was feeling was real. She knew with any relationship only time would tell.
 
She was just going to flow with it and play it by ear. That’s one of the hardest things for a woman to do, but sometimes that’s just the way shit was.

She made it home in about twenty minutes, took her bath and figured she would take a nap. First she had to let Jasmine and Nisha know about payday, she knew this would be music to Nisha’s ears. She hadn’t heard from her since she had been sent home.

Jasmine picked up the phone. “What do you want bitch?” It was their way of showing sisterly love.