Lost One

64

❝TAE❞

On the brisk morning, it was photoshoot for the Booker Brothas. Tae and his trusted assistant Winnie were at the front of De'Aundre home to drive together for the photoshoot's location. After a short wait out on the porch, the door opened to De standing with sweat glistening on his chocolate skin and breathing a little heavy. Tae sucked his teeth quickly, annoyed with his brother not being ready. While Winnie stares slowly down his body in admiration.

"Why the hell are you not ready?" Tae questioned.

"Sparring," De replied with a gesture to the wrap around his hands, while his brown eyes were trained on Winnie. When her eyes locked with his, she quickly looked away after getting caught and he chuckled. "I just gotta wash up right quick. It won't take me long, homie. Come in."

Shaking his head, Tae walked in following De as he turned around. Winnie went in as well, shutting the door, and taking a look at De's back she realized she thought too soon on him not having tattoos with his whole back covered with a large meaningful tattoo.

"Where Ace?"

"Meeting is there. Hurry up, thank you."

De starts unraveling the wrap around his left hand when his eyes planted on Winnie once again. "Wanna join me?" He questioned.

Winnie was caught off guard he asked, but she wasn't surprised. He was the brother with no sense of a filter and never shy away from letting his attraction to someone be known. She laughs it off. "Oh please. I don't shit where I eat."

De finishes removing the hand wrap. "You don't work for me."

"But I work for your brotha. Close enough." Winnie checked the time on her phone, "We have fifteen mins."

"So hurry up." Tae rushed, shooing his brother away as his phone rung. Seeing it was his touring wife, he steps away leaving the two alone.

De smirks, giving Winnie soft head nod to the side, urging her to join him. She covers her smile by tucking her lips, shaking her head. He laughed a bit, leaving her alone, and heading up to wash the sweat off his body.

"Daddy baby!" Tae speaks happily into the FaceTime with Seona's face on the screen. "What you doin?"

"Chillyan," Seona answered as she rested her head on her hand. "Zo potty. Moma change him."

"You being good?"

"No."

Tae laughed immediately. "At least you honest baby. I miss you."

"Miss you, too. Lotta much."

"There go my phone." He overhears his wife in the background while Seona stares off the camera to her mother approaching. "How about you stop stealing my phone. Who are you talking to anyway?"

"This one chick husband."

"Well you tell her we can fight about it." Shantey jokes, sitting beside Seona with their one-year-old on her lap. "Your child keeps stealing my phone. What's on your agenda today?"