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lot of business dealings at the club during the day. The
club consists of two floors. I own the building. There were vacant
rooms on the second floor, one of which is my office. There are two
conference rooms. Lastly, the ‘chill out’ room which has a huge LCD
TV, cable, DVD player, computer, stereo, board games, the most
comfortable sofa you’ve ever put your ass on, dining table and
chairs, refrigerator, a cupboard full of snacks, and coloring books
and markers (for my niece).
I’m looking down and tearing up a napkin into as many small pieces
as I can.
I respond, “I know, right? What the hell is wrong with me?”
My brother looks at me and smirks. He says, “She got under ya
skin.” He laughs and continues, “She is pretty damn cute. And that ass , mmm nice.”
I have the sudden urge to slap him across the back of the head. My
brother Max is my best friend. Well, he is, and so is Asher who we
nicknamed Ghost. We all grew up together, went to school together
and towards the end of our high school years Ghost moved with us.
This made Mom extremely happy because as she said his parents are
‘ mala gente ’ or
‘bad people’.
The whole town knew this.
Mom loves Ghost as her own son. She refuses to call him Ghost
though, but he doesn’t mind. He calls her Mom and he loves her as
much as I do, maybe even more.
Ghost would sneak out of gym class so nobody could see the bruises
all over his body. I knew they were there but it was forbidden to
speak of it. I brought it up with him once and he disappeared for a
week. The next time I saw him I told him I wouldn’t mention it
again but let him know he was my brother and I had his back.
Always.
Asher and I are thirty four. Max is a year younger than
us. Ahh, the golden boy
himself! Ghost walks into the room
followed by my cousin Diego who we call Trick They both take a
seat.
Max starts, “Hey Casper, guess what Nik got himself?!” He’s
practically giddy. Idiot. Ghost runs a hand
through his blonde hair and turns his brown eyes towards me.
He guesses, “A new car?”
“Nope.” Max pops the p . He turns to Diego and tells him, “Trick you get one
guess.”
Trick looks like us in every way, same facial structure and skin
tone. He is a little shorter than us but is still tall. He’s the
same age as me but we went to different schools. His mom and mine
are sisters. The only difference between us is his eyes are
hazel.
Trick asks, “A dog?”
Max starts laughing. He says, “Get this,” Shut it knucklehead . I glare at him
from across the table. “He’s got a new friend. And it’s a
girl!”
Both Ghost and Trick jerk their heads up wearing questioning
expressions. I nod in confirmation.
They are silent for a while before Trick smirks at me and asks,
“Wait, is this a friend -friend?” He wiggles his brows at me.
I laugh and respond, “No, man, just a friend. She works across the
street at that chick store Safira.”
Max chuckles “She sent him candy and a note!”
Ghost, who is staring at me like I’ve lost my damn mind, bursts
into fits of laughter. He says, “What are we in fourth
grade?”
I glare and tell him, “She’s nice.” I say nice like it’s a bad thing.
Trick tilts his head to the side and looks over my shoulder like
he’s thinking. He enquires, “I don’t think you’ve ever had a girl friend. I mean a
friend who you won’t be gettin’ any nookie from, right?”
I frown and nod.
“You’ve lost your damn mind,” Ghost mutters. “You better get a file
on this broad. Just in case.” He’s
right. Damn it but he is right. I need to call
my guy and get file a put together. This is one of those things
that comes with having money. It’s not that I don’t trust people
but it’s better to be safe than sorry. I work with family and I
have to make sure their safety comes first. Always.
All I know about her is her name is Tina. She took my card so I
guess I’ll have to wait for her to contact me.
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