When You Know It’s Real(27)

After I cleaned myself, I leaned back enough to get my jeans up around my waist again, careful not to expose myself to Jock, who had his eyes on Chanel the entire time anyway.

“You can come check me out when I’m done in here if you want, baby girl,” Jock said after Chanel had her dress back on and was digging through her purse.

“Fuck you, Jock.”

“Bitch, ain't that what I just said?” Jock stated with a grin.

“Yo, stop fucking with her, Jock.”

“Siah, can I at least get a few dollars since you got your boy in here eye fucking me. That’s some disrespectful type shit, Siah,” Chanel snapped.

“Man gone with that. I see your ass didn't try to hide shit, so you must have wanted that nigga to be all up your ass.”

I opened my drawer and grabbed a stack of money, pulled a few hundreds off and tossed them on my desk. She eyed me hard as fuck, likely because she wanted more, but fuck her. I wasn't a got damn ATM. Regardless of how she was feeling about it, she took it though, and then left my office with a fucking attitude. This was that shit that I didn't like. Females be wanting to fuck for money but then get mad when you don't respect them. How the fuck you gon’ get mad if I treat you like a prostitute, but you acting like one?

“You know you ain't shit for that.”

“For what?” I asked after placing my money back into my drawer.

“For not telling that hoe to suck my dick too.” Jock laughed before he sat down in front of my desk.

“Shut the fuck up. I ain't no damn pimp, and you got your own hoes.”

“I’m just saying though, she was here.” Jock shrugged. His goofy ass was serious.

“What’s up, Jock? What you got for me?” I wasn't about to go there with his retarded ass.

“I got shit under control out in Irvington, but we still need to figure out this sale shit. Newark is a multipurpose. We have a little of everything coming out of there, but all our other locations are specific with sales. If we break up Newark and have it a little more spread out, then we can probably control that shit a little better. You feel me? Like focus on certain products in certain areas.”

I leaned back and rubbed my chin, thinking about what he was saying. It would make it easier to keep up with what was moving and where, but I didn’t want to change things too much to where customers would have to search for what they wanted.

“You think that’s a good idea? Certain people look for certain things. We lose sales if they have to do a seek and find.”

“True, but we’ll make sure we transition well, and they’ll always have what they need. It’s just an idea though, but I think it will work.”

“I’m down with it, if you think it will work. Anything to make shit run better, you know me.”

“Aight then, I’ll look into it. What’s good for tonight though? We rolling through Spotlight? You know Nonie and Kizzie got a joint there tonight.”

“Don't act like your ass ain’t running through there with or without me, but yeah we’re going. It's been a minute and I need to see Nonie.”

“Yeah, nigga, I bet you do. Got random hoes under your desk and shit.”

“Mind your business, Jock. Me and Nonie got our own thing. What’s up with Kizzie, though? She said anything to you about us seeing her so called man hugged up with another female while we were in New York.”

“Hell no. She still pretending like they all good and shit. I’ll let her have that for a minute, but then I’m calling her on it. She gon’ fuck around and make me walk.”

“Yeah, aight. You talk a good game, bruh, but Kizze got your ass by the balls and you know it.”

Jock’s stupid ass grinned before he laughed randomly. “You’re right, but she don't know that shit, and she ain't gon’ know it until she gets her damn head right.”

“What the fuck ever.”

“I’m telling you, Siah, just watch, but I’m out though. I need to run through a few spots before we head out tonight. You driving?”

“Not sure yet, but I’ll let you know.”

“Man, we already know the answer to that shit. You gon’ be lit the fuck up, but I’ll hit you before I swing through.”

I just laughed. Jock was right. The chance of me being in the club and not being lit was slim. But who knows? I might just chill tonight.



*****

I sat in VIP with Jock and a few of my people chilling, and watching Nonie do her thing. Pretty was killing it as always, but that was to be expected. Nonie was about her business, and I loved that about her. She had a nigga proud and that was hard for anybody to do, especially a female.