37

30 3 2
                                    

"Come on let's go" Shawn said taking my hand

"Go where Shawn?" I asked as we left the living room

"To my Tattoo parlor" he said

"So you finally gone take me there huh?" I asked smiling as he chuckled

"Yeah I have a few tats to do today, you don't mind right baby?" He asked

"Nahh" I smiled excited "I want a tattoo" I said to him

"I don't want you having any" he said

"What?" I asked looking at him like he was crazy

"Not because it's my profession means I want my wife to have ink all over her body" he stated

"I understand" I said to him as we drove off

"You need a cut" I said rubbing my hand through his hair

"Okay baby" he said bending over to kiss me then he took my right hand in his hand and kissed it.

I was really excited because I was about to see him actually tattoo in real life, I've seen his work but never seen him doing it. When we pulled up to his shop, a guy was standing by the locked door like he was waiting for a while.

"Took your yellow ass so long?" He asked Shawn

"Ain't my fault yo dark ass lose yo key" Shawn states sucking his teeth "Baby this my boy and business partner" Shawn said unlocking the door

"Hi I'm Makayla but you can call me Kayla" I said sticking out my hand towards him

"I'm Preston but everyone calls me Pumbaa " he said shaking my hand

"Like from the lion king?" I asked smiling

"Yeah" he laughed

"That's dope" I said nodding

After we all got settled, I watched them set up their stations and about half an hour later, their clients started coming in. Both their clients took seats and when they were called I watched as they placed the stencils on their arms and started running the tattoo gun over their skins.

About an hour later Pumbaa was done his tat but Shawn has a big piece, he's almost finished though. When Pumbaa picked up his phone he started watching something what sounded like car gears shifting.

"Yoooo King, you see this shit you put down in the streets" He said getting hyped

"Nahh Pumbaa" he laughed tryna cut him off so I won't see but I picked up

De'Shawn
"No bro for real look, that last race you did was the shit, them some foreign niggas you bout to go up against" Pumbaa said not realizing I didn't want him saying anything in front of Kayla

"What race?" She asked

"Noth.." I started but this dumb nigga cut me off

"See here look at ya Nigga" he said showing her his phone

"You done fam" I said to my client he a usual, I did all his tats

"Man thanks King" He said paying me "This shit dope asf" he said leaving

Knowing Makayla probably mad at me for not telling her bout The Street Racing. I have my reasons though, for one it's hella dangerous and secondly it's illegal. I do it for fun. I love that rush I get when my adrenaline is pumping through my veins and I'm trying to get my car across the finish lines.

"So you wasn't gone tell me?" She asked taking me out of my thoughts

"I didn't want you mad at me"

"So what, you just told me everything about you except this?" She asked he tone filled with hurt

"Imma be inna back" Pumbaa said heading to the back

"Makayla look" I started before I was cut off with her hand across my cheek

"No you look King, this shit looks ILLEGAL, and DANGEROUS MOST OF ALL, LOOK HOW YOU WAS DRIVING YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN KILLED" She shouted at me

"All of what you are saying is 100% true baby" I confessed

"Then why do you do it?" She asked a tear streaming down her cheek

"That's a hobby I do, Devin, Dustin, and Pumbaa also" I told her

"Does Momma K know about this?" She asked not looking at me

"Nobody knows, it was supposed to be a secret that's why I never said anything to you because it's illegal and I don't want you around any of this" I told her

"So when does this competition thingy start?" She asked

"Tonight" I said causing he to snap her neck looking my way

"And where the hell are you going to buy a car to race because you're here working" She asked

"Baby from my garage" I chuckled

"Ine seen no racing cars at ya house dumbass" She said causing me to laugh

"No I own a garage, we fix foreign cars and race em" I told her

"All these secrets I feel like I don't even know you" She spat

"But baby" I said as my last client walked through the door

"King, gone do yo job and leave me alone" she said sitting in the corner

My baby girl was pissed as hell and I ain't even gone lie I can't be mad at Pumbaa, because it's my fault for not telling my lady. When Pumbaa came from the back him and Kayla had a conversation. I hope this nigga don't say no dumb shit again.

"Aye yo Pumbaa I hope you not tryna take my girl" I laughed

"Nahh man, you know I never roll like that" he said walking towards me to dapping me up

I noticed she still looked a bit hurt, so I just let her be until I finish up this tattoo. When I was done and my client payed and left, I went over to her and just stared at her.

"Wtf you looking at?" She said with an attitude

"Who you cursing at Makayla? Don't think I forgot about this lil ass skirt you wearing either" I said "Now again, who you cursing at?" I asked

"Nobody" She said

"Thought so, come on let's go" I said gathering

She didn't say anything all she did was followed, after Pumbaa came out the shop, I locked up and opened my car door for Kayla, I swear I love her I just don't want her in this shit.

Finding LoveWhere stories live. Discover now