Sleepless Nights(84)

I was never more proud when she said her first word, which was Daddy. Or the first time she walked, which was right to me. Or the first time she repeated me and said a bad word. Ashley wasn’t happy about that one.

I don’t even mind when she gets scared in the middle of the night and runs into our room, most of the time durin’ fuckin’ time. But I’d do anythin’ for that little girl; even stop tryin’ to get in her Mom’s pants.

I didn’t think Ashley remembered what I promised her all those years ago in that hospital room. But just last week I pulled up to the curb with Cora on the back of my bike. Cora jumped off and told her Momma, “Momma, Daddy went really fast this time!” and Ashley burst into tears right after she slapped me upside the head.

In case you were wonderin’, I never chased down Victor. I mean, I know where he is but now I can’t bring myself to kill him. Lookin’ at my little girl, and then seein’ pictures of Victor’s little girl, it woulda killed me to kill him.

Sage took over the mob here in Dallas. He got married and had some kids of his own. He told me the other day he was so happy they were girls. He wouldn’t have to worry about them growin’ up to be bosses. He’s never said anythin’ but I think he mourns the loss of his brother. I know I would if anythin’ happened to Ryan. Even if Ryan was a psycho like Micah. There’s also a big clue since he named one of his daughters Micah.

He runs the mob with an iron fist and we haven’t had a problem with sellin’ flesh or underage kids dyin’ of drug overdoses. Well, not from our groups. I think as long as you have this many people in one place, things are gonna get bad. We have smaller gangs who do the really bad shit but we’ve worked out territories with them. None of their shit affects ours.

“Pop pop! Give me a piggy back ride!” Cora screams, now chasin’ my Pop around the front yard. He’s gettin’ old but he’s still fit and I’m happy. I might be VP but that doesn’t mean I don’t have big shoes to fill.

“Baby girl, you’re gettin’ too big for that. You’re gonna break my back.” His grey hair is pulled back in his ponytail and those blue eyes sparkle down at my little girl.

Well, until Diablo runs up. Diablo isn’t his real name, just his nickname. I guess Lola thinks it’s funny. James Marco Daniels was born six years ago in the middle of a thunderstorm. Pop had this huge smile on his face and said, “Just like his old man. Can’t even wait for the storm to finish.”

“Cora you’re always hoggin’ Pawpaw! I want a turn!” he screams, stompin’ his foot.

I hear a chuckle behind me and turn around to see my old lady. Her black hair shinin’ in the sun, those hips swingin’ and those tits bouncin’. “You take turns with your grandfather! You have to share him!”

When she makes it to me, I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her temple. “Wait till Killian gets here. Life will be borderline insane out in the yard,” I whisper in her ear.

Killian is my niece who’s eight years old. That’s all you’re gettin’ from me about her. Chutney wants a chance to tell you her story herself.

“I haven’t seen that spitfire in months. I can’t wait till they get here.” I can. I don’t like my brother-in-law. At. All.

I pull her in front of me and slam my lips to hers. “I wanna fuck you up against this car so bad,” I mutter into her neck as she becomes breathless. Tens years later and I can still get her goin’.

“You’re so bad!” she laughs, breakin’ away from me. “I don’t have time for your bullshit right now. I have to get the house ready!” She gives me somethin’ to remember her by before leavin’. She lifts her skirt up while Pop has the kids occupied. I get a glimpse of naked ass.

“You dirty woman you! Come back!” I holler while she just laughs at me.

Yeah life can’t get any better.



The End