"Now listen to me carefully Desie. Don't get caught up with all this talking and shit. Make the drop and come the fuck out. You understand me?" Dave said looking at her.
"I get it. But why you can't come in with me?" Desiree asked making a pout face.
"You wanted to make this drop not me. I told you Ghost could have made it. I'm the top man. I don't make visits unless shit is serious. You already know that shit. Now put your grown woman panties on and do your shit." He said opening the door.
"Really Dave?"
"Hell yeah. Get your ass out and go. And I ain't gonna wait too long."
"So you would leave me here?"
"Damn Desie. Just get out and do the damn shit." Dave said getting aggravated.
Desiree got out the car and grabbed the book bag. She walked to the house and knocked on the door. Two guys came to the door and patted her down. They gave her the ok and let her in.
Dave watched his back on every side. He usually don't be out like this on a drop. So he had his gun on his lap while Desiree was inside.
About five minutes later she was walking to the truck very fast. She opened the door fast.
"Drive off please." She said out of breath.
"Nah. You wanted to do this drop so damn bad instead of staying on the paper side. Now you scared and shit."
"Dave cut the shit. Let's go."
"Don't fucking rush me. Did you even count my damn money?"
"No I didn't. Was I suppose to?"
"See what I'm saying. You fucking up already. What was the amount for? Do you even know that shit?" Dave asked raising his eyebrow.
"I think it was for 10k."
She said not sure.
"You think? You think Desie? Fuck no. You suppose to damn know. Now if all my money ain't here I'm kicking your ass. And you gonna replace my shit. You never trust a nigga word. You count that shit right there. You understand me?"
"Yes I get it damn." Desiree said wiping the tears away.
Dave has never talked to her like that before so her feelings was hurt. Dave grabbed the bag and counted the stacks. He finished and put the bag in the backseat. He looked at Desiree and shook his head.
"Now you sitting over there in your fucking feelings huh? This ain't what you want. I told you this shit. Come here." He said pulling her into him.
He put his fingers on her chin and kissed her lips softly. He opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Don't ask me to do this again. I don't want you doing this shit. This ain't for you. Now counting my cash and documentation is fine. You are the mother of my daughter. I can't have you tied up in this shit. Feel me?"
"Yes. I get it." She said as she sniffed.
"Can we go home now?"
