URBAN: Chosen By A Kingpin (59 page)

But damn
, she thought. S
he couldn’t be getting all willy-nilly over this man…not now. But then again, she could have a little fun.
Years ago he was quite the catch, a smart dresser, intelligent, fine as hell, and every woman’s dream man. Power was sexy and years ago he had the power, along with Marco. But she was young then and to him just Mook’s little sister, she had never admitted to anyone how she had a crush on him. She laughed, thinking about what he would say to that. Well, she was enjoying their little flirtation and when he kissed her she felt all kind of butterflies in her stomach. Just the thought of it made her squirm in her bed. Damn, she thought,
I got to find a way to get him back over here.

Bae reached for her phone and dialed Kings number. It rang three times and just when she was about to give up he answered.

“Hello, Bae?”

“Hey, yeah, it’s me. Im not bothering you am I?” She asked.

“No, no, I was just about to get up. My shift doesn’t start until 2, so I was just being lazy. So what’s up? What do I owe the honor of this call?”

“Well, first off I want say I really enjoyed you at the party and secondly I need your help.”

“Yeah, whatever you need, I’ll be right over!”

***

Watching King on that ladder was doing something to Bae. She was feeling horny as hell. Seeing his tall, muscled frame above her had her imagining the most naughty things she would do to him. He even had the nerve to wear cologne.

“So,” he said. “When was the last time you had these changed?

“Don’t know, well not since I’ve been here. Thanks again for your help. I could have called Mook over but I call him for everything.”

“No problem, all done” He said, climbing down from the ladder.

Bae was just thinking there was something really sexy about a man, doing man’s work. Even though King was not at the level of success she would normally expect of any man trying to talk to her. She has seen his potential and she knew he was a good man.

“Hey,” She said. “I got some iced tea. You want some?”

“Hell yeah! I’m hotter than a motherfucker!”

She handed him a cold glass and he nearly gulped it all down. “Umm, that’s good, sweet…just like you.”

Without hesitation he pulled her into him close, placing the glass down on the counter. Their chemistry was unmeasurable as she seemed to sink into his chest. He whispered into her ear. “You are sweet?”

Bae could hardly respond with any comprehensive answer.

“You alright?” He asked.

Bae nodded, afraid to say more or else spill her guts.

“This feels good. Feels right. Who would ever think that we could be like this? Bae I know this sounds crazy and I might have to eat my words or at worst suffer a serious beat down by Mook, but I have wanted you since the first day I saw you. There has not been one waking moment that you weren’t on my mind.”

“Wow!” She said.

“You surprised?”

“Yes, I am. But I like it.”

“Well then baby girl…I’m going to give you lots of surprises because the one thing I love is seeing that beautiful dimpled smile. That’s something I want to see every day. I mean, if that’s okay with you.” He said gently lifting her mouth to his, kissing her.

”King, it’s better than okay.”

King picked her up like a baby and carried her to the bedroom. He took his time, pressing her against the wall, removing her clothing piece by piece. They were like thunder and lightning exploding all over the place. It had been a long time but yes it was like riding a bicycle. She made it that easy. He took his time removing her clothes from her body. Examining every single area, licking and kissing every mole and crevasse. He could tell she was excited by how wet she was. He was excited too, but planned to take his time on each and every area.

Sucking her pussy juices, bringing her to tears. He wanted to take her then but waited, letting her catch her breath before climbing on top of her, slightly caressing her nipples with his tongue, biting and nibbling like he had an extra piece of cornbread. Her body curved and angled into him. She wanted him just as bad. When it seemed she couldn’t take anymore, King gave her what she wanted…not once, not twice, but three more times.

Bae woke up to King’s heavy breathing beside her, noticing just how peaceful he looked while sleeping. She ran her fingers along his chin, stroking his goatee gently. He was one beautiful man. His skin was the perfect blend of cocoa and cream and he fucked her just like she wanted. She really wanted to keep him, but that would take more than some good fucking.

***

It was just like old times for King and Mook, hanging out at Dugan’s on Ponce. The crowd was a lot thinner than King had remembered but those chicken wings were still the best. The jukebox was going full blast which brought back a lot of memories for King.

“I remember when Marco first brought us here. There were all these old niggas holding court right over there in the corner,” he pointed. “And, they still there.” He said laughing.

Mook took a swallow from his beer and laughed too. “Yeah, those were the good ole days…me, you, Marco, Bokine, Big Cissy and when Reese wasn’t so crazy.”

“Speaking of Marco…I know I asked before, but nobody knows what happened to him?”

“Nobody. Disappeared like a ghost. I hated what he did to you all. Hated seeing you go down for something he was responsible for. Hated seeing and hearing about Bokine, dead. Even if he had stayed around I wouldn’t have anything to do with him. Marco was trouble from the start. Think about it King, he used us. We were just stupid little kids trying to make some money.”

“Yeah,” King said, rubbing his head. “You right. We were vulnerable and we followed him without questions. No matter how you look at it bruh it all comes down to somebody snitched on me and Bokine, because as Reese would say, dead men don’t talk. It had to be Marco, nobody else knew.

“You right, but if it was Marco, then that may explain his disappearance. Maybe witness protection. Funny thing, word on the street says it was a girl, a redhead.”

“A girl. Only girl hanging with us was Big Cissy and she wasn’t even in on the pickup.”

“Maybe one of Marco’s girls, you know he had a stable of them. He could have just sent somebody, you know.”

“Yeah, that shit still got me fucked up and now Reese.”

“Reese? What about Reese? It’s true isn’t it. You back in? Damn man, when you gonna get enough at least Marco was smart enough to keep his mouth shut. Reese going all over town talking about he hit up the Nicaraguans. I can’t believe it.” He said getting up. “I’m out!”

“Wait,” King said, grabbing Mook’s arm. “Man, it ain’t like that. I’m done. I did that one thing and I didn’t even know shit was gonna go down like that. I am really a changed man, really, sit down. I ain’t fucking with Reese no more. I ain’t fucking with drugs no more. I just needed a little more money man. I need to get out of my mamas house, get an apartment. It wasn’t even worth it man. I ain’t fucking crazy like Reese and I got too many strikes against me, I’m a felon, I’m on probation and nobody will hire me for minimum wage. But I still got to fucking live. You feel me?”

The music changed in the background from the earlier hip hop to some old R&B.

I’ve been feeling fine baby…trying to hold back…Let’s get it on….

Mook sat back down, and gave his friend a serious look, one not only of concern but of love. All of a sudden he along with the others in the bar joined in singing a few bars of the song. Everything felt good again.

“Look King, I almost lost you 4 years ago and I spent every single day worrying about you in prison. No matter how many times you told me everything was okay…it was not okay. You didn’t deserve to be there. This was not your doing and now you voluntarily go back to the same shit that could have killed you or better yet send you back up. I don’t’ know man. You have to make better choices.”

“True That Bruh! Here, raise your glass. Toast to us on making it. That’s a promise Mook!” King said, raising his glass.

“To making it!”

***

Big Cissy filled bowls with popcorn, while Bae grabbed the beers. It was movie night with the crew. The movie chosen, “Best Man Holiday”, everybody had seen it except King, so in his honor it was chosen.

“Is Mook coming?” Big Cissy asked.

“Yeah, I invited him. Bae replied.

“And King?”

“He sure is!” Bae said smiling.

Big Cissy stopped pouring popcorn. Something about the way Bae was acting caused her concern. “Wait a minute, wait a minute, little sister, look at me.” She said.

Bae turned around. “What?”

“OMG, y’all fucking. You and King are fucking!” Big Cissy screamed.

“Shut up, no we are not. Now stop Cissy.”

“Yes you are, you just proved it. You know how you get all proper…
No we are not.
You get proper when you are lying. Ooooh I’m gonna tell. Mook gonna have a fit, cuz I know you ain’t told him.”

“Please Cissy,” Bae said grabbing her. “Don’t say a thing. Okay, yes and No he don’t know. We are building a relationship and are friends now.”

“I bet that nigga busted a liter in your pussy. I hope you was wearing protection, because if not you are guaranteed pregnant. That nigga’s balls were bigger than melons, weren’t they? You ain’t got to tell me. Shit, 4 years without no sex I heard men’s balls be big ass hell. You sore Boo Boo? Let me see you walk? I bet you walking gap-legged. Wait a minute does he have a Wee-Wee?”

Bae laughed. “Stop!”

“ Really, you can tell me. You know just because a nigga all big and tall and chiseled. Looking like God’s gift to women, don’t’ mean his dick is huge. We be thinking them motherfuckers got rods and they show up with Wee-Wees!”

Bae was laughing and crying at the same time. “No, Cissy he is well endowed, no problem there.

“So, y’all friends with benefits? Bwahhhh” She laughed. “And you think that’s gonna make Mook happier. Girl, y’all both just need to get ready for an ass whooping and I’m gonna be front seat when it goes down.

“I hate you Cissy, and you never know, Mook will probably be okay. After all they are best friends.”

“Really Bae, that makes the shit worse! You’ll see.”

***

Carmen was coming on the weekend and King didn’t know how to break it to Bae, or even how. True he had developed a special interest in Bae and they had been spending lots of time together, good times, but he also still had love for Carmen.

They met in Centennial Park on the most beautiful fall day. The leaves were just beginning to change and yet they still had the fountain going at full force.

“This is so nice King, and a wonderful surprise. Thank you!” Bae said kissing him. “I don’t know what I’m gonna do without you.”

That statement made King feel uncomfortable, especially when he broke the news to her about Carmen’s visit.

“You know about Carmen right? My high school girlfriend?”

Bae sat up. “Yeah, what about her?”

“She held me down while in prison, all the four years we stayed in touch and talked just about every day. Until you, I planned on marrying her, but things have changed.”

“What are you saying King? You telling me you are getting back with Carmen?”

“I don’t know. She’s coming for a visit this weekend and I don’t’ know what’s gonna happen. But I do know things have changed between us.”

“So tell her not to come.”

“I can’t do that Bae. I mean, I already bought the ticket. That was $400 dollars I don’t want to waste.”

Bae hopped up off the blanket, obviously upset. “You mean to tell me you are laying up with me, making me promises of a future and also setting up a rendezvous with your ex-girlfriend? What kind of bitch do you think I am? You must be out your motherfucking mind! Take me home King! Now!”

“Bae, you knew about Carmen. Everybody knew about Carmen. I didn’t know this thing would happen between us and it’s too late to tell her not to come. Why you tripping?”

“Why I’m tripping? You have obviously been away too long. You are fucking stupid King. Take me home!”

“Okay, but at least try to understand my point. Can you do that?”

Bae started folding the blanket and throwing things into the basket they brought. “Really King, what’s to understand? You are going to spend a weekend fucking some other bitch and what, then you want to return to fucking me when she leaves. Hell fucking nah. If she comes here, we are done. Period. Now, I’m really ready to go home.”

That was the end of it. After King dropped off Bae he felt really bad and knew that what he said truly hurt her. Days spent without Bae was literally driving him insane, the only good thing was that Carmen would be there in a day. Sure she could take his mind off of Bae, but some part of him knew it wasn’t going to be that easy.

It was Friday night and King didn’t have anywhere to be. He was supposed to be laid up in the luxurious Ritz Carlton having great sex with Carmen, but just 24 hours ago he canceled that and therefore canceled their relationship. Carmen’s begging ass kept asking for money. She needed money to shop, money to get her nails done. Money, money, money. He saw there would be no end to it. In the end, she got on his fucking nerves. He hadn’t told Bae yet, hadn’t even spoken to her since the picnic. There were some things he needed to get off his chest and first on that list was coming clean with Mook.

“Mook, yo! Man what you up to tonight?”

“Nothing man, but I thought you would be all tied up with your girl.”

“Naw man, that didn’t work out. She’s not coming.”

“Awe man, that sucks. So what’s up? You want to cry over a beer and some shots?”

“Well, something like that. How about we meet up at Magic City. Reese invited me out, but I just didn’t want to be stuck with his crazy ass. I really need to vent.”

“Alright Bruh, I’ll see you there, around 10pm.”

***

Enrique pounded his bag, unaware of the pain or anything else. He pounded so hard, his bones cracked and jumped in unison.

“Everything is worked out, no slip ups,” he said breathing heavily into the phone.

“Yes,” Jose responded, “No slip ups. We get him, we get the money and whatever else he got.”