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him.
    “I was trying to see what was up with you
for the rest of the night. Maybe we can go out and maybe in the
morning we can go shopping or something.
    I perked up at the sound
of shopping. It wasn’t like I was hurting for cash, I just wasn’t
turning down spending that nigga’s money. Papi snapped me out of my
thoughts of those new Baby Phat sandals I wanted.
    “Ma, where did you say you were again?”
    “I am headed towards NiQue’s. How did you
get my number? I don’t remember giving it to you.” I asked.
    “Bet, I will meet you over there.” He said
and hung up the phone before I could even tell him I had other
plans. An hour went by before I heard a loud horn honking in front
of NiQue’s house. I had just adjusted my make-up and ran my fingers
through my hair. I peered out of the master bedroom window.
    “Shit. I forgot that nigga said he was gonna
slide through. NiQue, who had just stepped out of her bathroom with
a towel wrapped tightly around her body, looked confused.
    “Who is that outside leaning on their horn
like that? Where are you going? I thought we were going to the
club.”
    “Girl we are! That’s Papi. He decided to
come through here. I told him I was headed this way and he must
have just dropped pass.”
    I gave her the “trust me we are going out”
spiel and headed towards the door to handle that nigga.
    When I got to his car I could tell he had
sobered up a bit. He had changed his clothes and looked better in
the cover of night. He was tall and muscular which made him
fuckable. He had the body of a God! The way he leaned on the side
of his car watching me made my panties moist. His presence demanded
respect. Money, power, and respect; that’s what it took to make me
weak. I stepped into an embrace that Papi offered.
    “Ma, you looking good. Aye let’s bounce.” It
dawned on me that he wasn’t asking.
    I figured I better speak up and let it be
known I had other plans. “Papi, I was on my way out to the club
with NiQue. You never gave me time to hip you to that.”
    “The club?” He laughed. “YaYa, you got me
fucked up if you are thinking about going to the club when I drove
all the way over here.” He growled.
    My face began to get warm and I could feel
my temper rising. “Yeah, you never said we were going anywhere and
I made plans with my girl.” I tried to explain rationally.
    “Your girl probably ain’t even ready to roll
yet. Ya’ll always take forever getting ready.” His tone changed and
he settled down a bit. He was right though, NiQue was barely out of
the shower. An hour wouldn’t hurt.
    “She will be ready to go in an hour so that
is all you’re going to get.” I said turning to head back in the
house. I knew I had better think of something to tell NiQue, and
I’d better think fast. After a good cursing out, I was in Papi’s SC
430 Lexus heading towards God knows where with him. We hit up Ben’s
Chili Bowl and Papi started making his way to I-495.
    “You know it’s been over an hour. I really
need to be getting back to NiQue.”
    “I already told her she can go out without
you.” He said never taking his eyes off of the road. I looked at
Papi confused. How had he gotten NiQue’s number to tell her that? I
looked at him full of curiosity. That was the second time tonight
he had gotten info on me that I hadn’t given.
    “How did you get her number? As a matter of
fact, how did you get mine?” I questioned.
    Papi kept his eyes on the road and tried to
act as though he hadn’t heard my questions. I couldn’t believe he
was just going to ignore anything I said that he didn’t want to
hear. We pulled into a driveway to a moderate home close to the
outskirts of Baltimore. From the outside the house was average, but
once inside I was amazed at how beautiful the house was. He had
very good taste.
    “Go and check out the rest of the house.
Wha’ cha’ sippin’ on?” Papi seemed anxious for me to look around.
Nigga wanted me to be