King Pin Wifeys VOL 1

Chapter 36

Shamari stood up from the bed, his erection shriveled and only semi-hard. Not because he wasn’t attracted to her, because he very much wanted to dive inside her nicely shaved pussy, but she’d said something alarming, and he wanted clarification.

He said, “Babe, what did you say? Who is Craig?”

Oh fuck, Jada thought. “I don’t know who Craig is. Why are you asking me this?”

“You said, ‘Craig you feel so goddamned good to me.’ ”

She giggled and said, “I said this head feels so goddamned good to me.”

Shamari laughed and said, “I thought you were calling me another nigga’s name.” With his dick now limp, he eased into the bathroom and peed before cleaning his penis with a towel. He washed his hands and returned to the bedroom. He saw Jada sitting on the edge of the bed with her chin in the palms of her hands.

“What’s wrong?”

“You stopped the foreplay.”

“I thought you called me by somebody else’s name, and it killed the mood.”

“Why would I do that?”

He sat next to her. “Besides, I’ve got a lot on my mind.”

She looked at him. “Please tell me.”

He sighed. He didn’t feel like going into the details of his life, especially details about his drug business.

“You never tell me shit nowadays,” she said.

He turned away from her and then stood. He grabbed his briefs lying on the floor and slipped them on.

“What the fuck is going on, Shamari?”

“Im’ma tell you.” He made eye contact with her. “Just give me a chance.”

“Tell me now, goddamn it.”

“Well—”

She cut him off. “Are you going to jail? Did that Tony motherfucker tell on you?” She stood and paced. “I knew you shouldn’t have done that bullshit. You’re not in the goddamn Mafia. You’ve let this life go to your goddamn head.”

Shamari took hold of her arm her and said, “Will you shut the fuck up please?”

“I’m sorry, baby. You know I like to know what’s going on.”

“It has nothing to do with Tony,” he paused then said, “well not directly.”

“Why are you dragging this shit out?”

“Finances, babe.”

“What about them?”

“Financial problems. The money ain’t flowing and there was too much going out, and now, we don’t have shit coming in.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m broke.” He paused and looked away. She could tell this was really hard for him to talk about, but she needed him to be forthcoming. She didn’t want to nag, but she didn’t want him to shut down.

He faced her again. “Yeah, the money is gone.”

“I know you mentioned all the money you’d spent on Tony’s attorney about a week ago, but you said you still had about fifty grand.”

“Well I lied.” There was an awkward silence. “I don’t have fifty cents,” he said.

She stared at him but didn’t say anything.