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Hennessy.
    “She’s already in my car. See, right over there. We parked right next to you.” Candy pointed in the direction of the automobiles.
    “Now I see her.” Monty walked up to his car. “What’s up, little sister? Are you alright?”
    “I’m good, Monty. But, you look like you need a driver tonight,” Mona said as she got out of the Beetle.
    “Mona, you can drive your brother home tonight and I’ll follow y’all to the crib.” Candy leaned over on Monty.
    “No. Let me drive your car somewhere right quick. You can drive Monty home and I’ll meet y’all there in a little bit,” Mona explained as she winked at Candy.
    “No, Mo, I don’t wanna hear Monty’s mouth clowning on me the whole way to y’all house. I ain’t in the mood for that shit because I feel too good tonight.”
    “What you talking about?” Monty asked as he calmly got inside his car and sat down on the passenger side. “Come on, Candy, and take me home. I’ll be good. I won’t trash your stankin’ ass.” Candy looked over at him and frowned.
    “I guess I should take my future husband on home then, since he insisted,” said Candy. She was very happy Monty wanted her to drive his sporty Monte Carlo. “We’ll meet you at your crib, Mona, whenever you get there.”
    “Okay.” Mona got in Candy’s car and cranked it up. “Did you see Karen and Big Bruce in there, Monty? I was watching his ass just to make sure that he didn’t try anything. I know it’s been a few weeks ago since the confrontation. But, still, we should always be alert around him,” Mona reported.
    “I feel you. But I didn’t see his big ass in there and I didn’t care to, either. He’ll be alright, and Karen will be, too. We’ll meet you at the crib though and be careful, big head, while you’re out. Get in, skinny minny. Let’s roll!” Monty said before he turned up his booming CD player. Candy got in, popped Monty on the arm, then cranked up the car and slowly followed Mona out of the parking lot area. They headed in different directions. Candy smiled at just the thought of spending some kind of time with Monty alone.
    “I ain’t skinny, asshole. I’m fine and you know this.” She drove toward the Waffle House.

 
     
    Chapter Three
    C andy and Monty pulled up in front of his crib as they decided to sit in the car to wait for Mona. Candy grabbed the Waffle House bag from the back seat and took out her food. She looked over at Monty, who was knocked out, as she began to eat her grits and cheese eggs scrambled hard. She took a piece of bacon and waved it back and forth in front of Monty’s nose as he gradually began to shake off his sluggish mood.
    “Candy, I just want you to know I only be talking shit to you because I know you like that. I just like messing with you because you like messing with me, but please don’t ever take that shit seriously,” Monty said. He smiled at Candy who had a mouth full grits.
    “You must not be feeling well,” she replied, shocked by Monty’s kind words. “I can’t believe what I’m hearing.”
    “Well, believe it, because it’s the truth. You are a very pretty girl, and I wouldn’t mind having someone like you on my team, but you ain’t ready for that,” he continued, then turned on his visor light and flipped through his CD book.
    “You right about that. I ain’t ready to be on your team, but I wouldn’t mind being your girl.”
    “It’s not that simple, Candy. I wish it was. But, I don’t want to turn you out before your time. Trust me, this is too much for you to handle.” Monty grinned.
    “Too much to handle, huh? What?” Candy laughed it off. “I can handle anything that I wanna handle. I know you got a big dick because females talk. But, I ain’t scared to fuck you,” Candy said, feeling herself from drinking a little too much Hypnotic and Hennessy.
    “Really?” Monty replied.
    “I can’t lie, Monty. You are a sexy ass man and always have been to me. I see why all the