“What can I get you, Nonie?” Densen asked when she approached.
“Let me get two shots of Patron.”
“Damn, mama, you doing it like that?” From the smell of his cologne and the sound of his voice, I knew it was Royce’s fine ass before I even turned around.
“It's that kind of night, baby.” I looked up at him and smiled, which was an invitation for Royce to move closer.
Our bodies were now touching and his hand moved to my ass. It felt nice, since I was partially still floating. I missed us being together, but my conscience wouldn't let me do it anymore. So aside from sex here and there, Royce and I were officially just friends.
“You need me to help you forget things?” Royce asked, leaning in toward the side of my face before he kissed my temple and then my jaw.
My horny ass was about to tell him hell yes, until I heard Jock’s voice. That meant the bullshit was about to begin. Siah had sent him and I knew it.
“Yo, Royce, let me holla at you for a minute.”
I felt my temple twitching because I knew exactly why Jock was interrupting, and so did Kizzie, which was why she was laughing. Poor Royce didn't have a clue. I looked up, and sure enough, Yosiah had his lips on the hoe in his lap, but his eyes on me.
“Hold up, Jock,” Royce said, still focused on me. He really didn't get that whatever he was thinking was about to be shut down, courtesy of Siah.
“Nah, right now, bruh. Siah needs you to make a run for him.” Jock wore a crooked grin as he balled up one fist and covered it with his hand.
Royce looked back at Jock with his head cocked to the side, trying to figure out why Siah was asking him to make a run.
If HRC was at the club, it meant that business was done for the day, so Siah asking Royce to do anything business related didn't make sense. Yosiah was serious about his business. There was a time and place for everything. If he let his crew chill at the club, it meant that they had earned it by handling all their business, and Royce knew that too.
“The fuck, Jock? We’re chilling tonight. Siah told me that himself.”
“Yeah, well shit changed, bruh. You can take that up with him. I’m just delivering the message.”
Royce looked at me and then over at Siah. He was beyond pissed. I knew him well enough to know that just by the look on his face and his body language. “Yo, let me go see what this shit is about. I’ll hit you later, Nonie.”
He leaned in and placed his lips on mine, and just to be an ass, I kissed him back a little more than I should have. If Siah wanted to pull rank, then I could too.
“Yo, you got me hating to leave and shit, but don't sweat it. I promise I’ll hit you later.” Royce winked at me before he walked off to go see Siah, but Jock stayed.
“You know you wrong as fuck, Nonie. You knew Siah wasn't having that shit while he’s up in here.” Jock frowned at me and Kizzie laughed again.
“The fuck you laughing for? That’s your girl. You’re supposed to make sure she don't do no dumb shit like that,” Jock snapped at Kizze.
“Fuck you, Jock. She’s grown, and last I checked, Siah wasn't her man, so she can do what she wants.” Kizzie stepped to Jock and got right in his face, which made him laugh.
He grabbed her waist and pulled her into his body before he kissed her. She didn't fight it, but she punched him dead in the chest when he let her go, which made him chuckle.
“I’ll fuck with you later, Kizzie. And Nonie, keep these niggas out of yo face, Pretty, before you get somebody fucked up in here tonight. That nigga is drunk as fuck, and about to be high as shit. I don't have time to be into no shit because he wants to act a fool about you. You know he will, so behave, Pretty. Can you do that for me, please?”
“Sure, if you can do me a solid,” I said with a grin.
“What's that?”
“Tell Siah I said I’m not his girl and to stay the fuck out of my business.” I turned and walked off but heard Jock behind me.
“I’m not telling that nigga shit, Nonie, ’cause we both know what’s up. Now have fun, but keep them niggas at a distance.”
I heard Jock chuckle, but I kept moving until I got to the bathroom. I was mad as hell, but knew it didn't matter. Siah did what he wanted, and if he wanted to run off any man who had balls enough to get in my face, he would.
Never mind the sea of hoes that were around him right now, but I wasn't about to have him show out on me tonight. I knew he would because Siah was a few screws short of completion. Simply put, he was crazy, and I wasn't about to have an episode with him. I sucked it up and mentally prepared myself to get through the rest of this event and my night without having to deal with him.