I unlock the door walking into the house. I walk in closing the door quietly then turn around turning on the light to see him sitting on the couch.
"Hey." I say to him.
"That's all you going say to me?" He ask.
"What do you want me to say Zac?" I ask him.
"How about where you're coming from." He says.
"I'm good." I say to him.
"Fatima." He says to me.
"Fine, I was h..."
"Handling family business." He says cutting me off.
"So why did you ask?" I ask him.
"Because I want real answers, not the bullshit you keep giving me." He says.
"Look all you need to know is some of the shit I do can make you an accomplice. And if you ever killed pulled in for questioning you can't answer shit if you don't know shit." I say to him.
"But even if I did know shit I still wouldn't say shit cause I'm not a snitch." He says.
"I'll keep that in mind." I say to him.
I walk to the bedroom with him behind me. I take off my clothes as he watches and I walk to the bathroom going over to the tub running the water.
"You need something?" I ask feeling his eyes on me.
"You." He says.
He grabs me turning me around to face him.
"I need to shower." I say to him.
"Ight, we going shower together." He says turning the shower on.
"I wanted to relax my muscles first." I say to him.
"I can help with that." He says pulling me in kissing me.
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_____________ I walk out the bathroom throwing the hat on walking to the bed sitting down grabbing my shoes.
"Where you going?" He ask.
"Hair appointment." I say to him.
"What's wrong with your hair?" He ask.
"You got it wet in the shower." I say looking at him.
