The FAT Girl Named Tamia (Sample)

Mark's Condition

One more update off this then the book is done!

I can't believe it I wrote my first book!

The couples in the M/M

I couldn't find a [bigger] better pic of Tamia I checked her instagram buy nothing so just use y'all imagination okay.

Omg empire tho, who watched the finale?

Happy Reading

-RenaeFraser

Kevin POV

It's was a little after two in the morning and I was going home sitting in the passenger seat while Jax drove with Nasir and Quincy in the back.

I was still beyond heated with the shit that happened earlier but somewhat relieved that Mark was gonna make it.

Two shots to the chest and my nigga survived, thanking God was the second thing I did after calling Toya she wanted to come down there but with Mark asleep and needed his rest I somehow managed to get her to stay put til morning.

Coming to a stop in front of Nana's house I looked to Jax

"Be back here by noon Paul should be here by then, we go work to do in the meantime Nasir see if you can find out if anyone saw anything I don't give a fuck how small it might seem look into it, got it."

"Yeah I got you."

"Jax put yo pretty boy looks to use and go back to the hospital and find out what kind of gun he was shot with, it might help us in the long run."

"A'ight."

"And Quincy.."

"Yeah."

"If you ever lose yo mind momentarily like you did today I'ma put a bullet in you." I finished looking in the rearview mirror at him.

"Understood?"

"Understood."

Existing the car I walked to the front door opening it quietly I stepped in before closing it behind me.

Taking off my tie that I had around my neck from church earlier I walked over to the stairs only to be stopped short when I heard movements in the family room, pulling out the gun Jax got me for the rest of my stay here from my waistband I held it behind my back dropping the tie I quietly moved towards the room.

Pressing my back against the walkway wall I snapped the light on seeing no one I shook my head thinking I might just be paranoid.

Sticking the gun back in my waistband I turned to turn the light back off and head upstairs when I hear my name.

"Kevin.."

Looking over my shoulder Tamia was sitting up a little in the couch with a thin blanket over her.

"Baby what you doing down here?" I asked walking over to her.

"I was waiting up for you, but the sleep creep up on me around midnight. How's Mark doing?"

Sighing I said "He's in pain, but he's gonna be fine."

"Thank god."

Putting a hand on her cheek I kissed her lips, rubbing my thumb over her bottom lip bitting my own for a minute as I thought about all the shit I went through in the streets before I left Atlanta the running around trying to make that fast money for me and my family, my mom having cancer to her being shot dead in her own fucking house and even having to move to give my brother and sister a better chance at life, something I didn't get to have growing up to almost losing the nigga I consider my best friend, my partna shit my brother.