After several months of finally working independently, some territorial trouble leads Luna to working for a pimp again. Only this time it's different...
Akim's takin me out tonight, told me to dress up but be comfortable, so I'm gettin ready now.
I'm wearing a casual grey dress and the gold prada bag he got me recently.
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I kiss Jadyn goodnight.
Akim is at the door to pick me up, like a true gentleman.
He holds my hand. "You so beautiful."
***
We arrive at the place we eating after a half hour drive.
"You said you had something important to tell me."
"Yeah," he answers "I uh..." he hesitates "I bought yous a house, in Mallorca."
I stare at him speechlessly.
"You did what?"
"Yeah," he hands me his phone with photos of the place "if you not ready to move out, I get that, I'll wait, shit I'll wait however long-"
I interrupt him wit a hug.
"No one's ever done anything even close to this for me before..." I mutter "I don't know what to say."
"Jus tell me when you wanna go, and we'll go. There's schools out there. Y'all speak Spanish. It got beaches. Tell me when you ready."
I smile at him. And I thank him. And my soul ain't never felt this good. I continue to look at the photos of the place, and it's amazing, like nothing I ever even thought I could have.
"Mya finna go to college on the east coast, I'll visit her, she can visit us. Well, if you'll have me in your home, that's up to you-"
"You playin, right?"
"Why?"
I scoff. "Course it's us. It's ours. Don't hesitate when you say that."
"Yes maam."
I look around the restaurant, all the fancy people. Until I see someone sitting on a table behind my man. A black man, starin right at me, sitting all alone. And I get anxious all of a sudden.
"What's the matter," Akim asks "the food ain't good?"
"No no, it's real good. I just, I'm starting to feel dizzy..."
