Blaze pulled open the door to Blazin' Fast Trucking and looked around. He was surprised to see how dead it was but he wasn't going to complain.
"Blaze my nigga" he looked up to his good friend and supervisor King walking towards him.
"Nigga what's up, we must be making money if this dead like this?" Blaze said as he led them to his office.
"Yeah we just picked up a new contract with a new food distribution center, I thought I told you."
Blaze shook his head "you didn't but it's cool. But look them thangs moving good though right?" he was referring to the cocaine that he transported via his trucking company. That was partially the reason he opened the business and the other was to invest. At this exact moment as Blaze was sitting in his office he had kilos of product being carried in eighteen wheelers. Some were packed inside of barrels of hay going to the Midwest and some were packed like food.
"Of course, no problems there" King name's ran with the best of them when it came to the game. At one point him and Blaze were partners in crime. Until his wife started popping out kids. So he had to slow down and take a legit cover up because of his wife and five kids at home.
"I got bitch a pregnant" Blaze told King.
"Not Blaze?" King said dramatically.
"For real bro, I only hit the bitch once and she popped up pregnant. Honestly, I would think she would was lying if the pussy wasn't as good as it was. No bitch that fuckin left and right gone feel like that."
"So you ready to be a daddy?"
"Fuck no which is the exact reason, I told her ass to kill it. King man I can't have no kids fuck that."
King shook his head as he chuckled, he had expected this response. "Nigga that's your baby though. I know Mama Kira can't know about this."
"She damn sure don't and I'm never gone tell her. You got five kids, Mecca got one and Rochelle pregnant. That's enough kids to last me a lifetime. I'll just keep spoiling them."
"You'll change your mind trust me."
"You know I'm not."
Blaze sat around and chopped it up with King for over an hour. Usually Blaze was only able to come into the office handle business and leave. But with a little time on his hand he was able to chill for a while. With King conversation always flowed easily, if you asked Blaze other than Mecca, King was the closest nigga to him. His loyalty couldn't be competed with.
"Look my old lady throwing a little get together this weekend, yall come through" King said as they were wrapping up their conversation.
"Cool man I'll see yo ugly ass this weekend" Blaze laughed.
"Fuck you" King said as he backed out of the office.
Still laughing Blaze picked up his ringing phone, he smiled a little seeing that it was Harmony. It had been a while since they had seen each other which meant it had been a while since he had gotten any. Blaze had slowed down his hoe ways a lot since having sex with Denim a few months back.
Honestly, he was trying to find someone with pussy as good as hers. But he couldn't, Harmony couldn't even touch the gold between Denim's legs but she would do. Especially since he wouldn't be having anything to do with Denim.
Blaze knew if his mama knew that he was neglecting a child that was his, she would kill him with no questions asked. She hadn't raised them to be cowards but Blaze didn't want any kids and that was just that.
Finally Blaze picked up Harmony's call. They spoke for a few minutes before Blaze was heading to Harmony's house.
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