"Dave get up. We got to get this drop done."
"Hmm. Man don't get up with all that damn talking fuck. I'm tired as hell."
"Dave get up damn. You the one that's always preaching being on time. Now get your ass up." Desiree said slapping his arm.
"Damn girl. Don't be hitting me like that shit. You know how to make the drop. Do it yourself. I just told you I was tired."
"I ain't going by myself Dave. Get up."
"No damn. Take Ghost with you. He know how I love things done."
"Why you can't just get up and go?
I want to get my nails and hair done. And that means you need to get the fuck up and make this drop."
"Desie I ain't got to get up for that shit. I got plenty of paper in the bank. You can do that shit out of that. I take damn good care of your ass. Take Ghost with you. I'm tired."
"Fine. Call him to come get me then. You owe me for this shit."
"Get the burner and call him your damn self. I don't have to make that drop right now. You just want that paper now. So you call him."
Dave said turning over in the bed with his back to her.
"So you really bout to lay your ass in bed?"
"What did I just say? Call Ghost. Now if you want to make it go. If not leave me the hell alone and shut the fuck up so I can go back to sleep."
Desiree picked the pillow up and hit Dave across the head with it.
"What the fuck? Why you do that for?" Dave said sitting up.
"Cause you a ass. All you got to do is get up and go with me. And you can't do that. I don't want to go with Ghost. I want to go with you."
"Fine. Get your ass up then. You waking me up at the break of damn dawn to do a fucking drop. When we get back I want some pussy for this shit." Dave said slapping her ass.
"Don't do that. I just told you I want to go get my nails and hair done."
"And you can. After I beat the pussy up." He said walking to the bathroom.
"You make me sick Dave."
"I love you too. Give me 10. I got to take a quick shower and dress."
Dave jumped in the shower and took care of his hygienes. He picked out his clothes and got dressed. Desiree walked back in the room. She looked Dave up and down.
"Damn you fine boy."
"Ain't I always."
"Shut up smart ass." Desiree said.
Dave walked to her and pulled her into him.
"Don't make me bend that ass over now. Now make sure Marie is downstairs and got her eye on my baby."
As she walked away he slapped her ass again.
"Hmm. That is a fat ass girl." He said biting down on his lip.
