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bumpin’ who, who’s pregnant, who’s paid, who’s not and why. Who’s locked down, how long, and who’s due to come home. Now Natalie was giving me the elbow, her discreet way of telling me to look toward the door without looking like I was looking toward the door. “There go Tasia,” she said out of the corner of her mouth.
    “Yeah. And?” I asked, waiting for the 411 on her.
    “She’s fucking with your man, Midnight.”
    The information hit me right in my chest. She was talking about my future husband.
    “She’s big on him, too! Especially since he got that new Acura with the rims.” My heart dropped for three full seconds. It took one second for me to check Tasia out. My eyes zoomed in on her ears,humph cheap 10-karat gold earrings. Then her clothes. She was chillin’ a little bit, strictly hip-hop style. She had big taste-me titties, a small flat belly, and a round ass. She was brown skin with chinky eyes.
Regular bitch!
I thought to myself. The rack that she pulled those clothes off of had one thousand pairs of the same shit, which means at any party four or five girls would have it on. There was nothing unique about her or even the way she hooked up her gear. It wouldn’t be hard for me to move her right on out. But damn, it was the Long Island distance that was killing me. A second later my mind focused on what I really wanted to hear. Midnight had a new Acura! The one I would be riding in, the one he needed to have to sport a bitch like me.
    After my hair was butter, I left with Natalie to go check my Aunt Laurie. I needed to at least show my face in her apartment and hang out for an hour or so. I knew my moms would call to check on me. I’d be out partying but at least Aunt Laurie would be able to verify that she had seen me and that I would be back there to spend the night like I told my mother I would. We had plans to go to Big Moe’s, the local bar and dance set that be banging on Friday nights for the young crowd. There was never no problem about Big Moe or his bouncers getting in your business and checking IDs and shit like that.
    I can’t begin to tell you how my heart was racing just from being in the Brooklyn air again. Cars were positioned bumper to bumper for all three blocks surrounding Moe’s club. Car and Jeep speakers were up, each one playing their own jam. Sound systems were fighting to outblast each other. A little bit of hip-hop collided with a little bit of reggae, rockers, and even slow jams. I was on foot, rolling fifteen deep straight Brooklyn style with fifteen razor-ready girls who all had each other’s back. When we got in the club I put my plan into action. I didn’t have long to work because Long Island was looming in the back of my mind like a threat. Midnight was standing on the right side of the club where the lights were low. He was kickin’ it with about five other niggas. I caught the side of his serious face, his muscular jaw working. I laughed to myself thinking,
only this nigga would conduct business in a place where everybody else is trying to get their groove on.
I gave my girl Natalie the pinch and our whole crew started walking toward Midnight and his boys. We rushed his crew, bumping into all of them, rubbing our titties against them, using the excuse that the club was crowded. Of course it only took a second before my girls had his boys distracted. I stepped up, licking my lipsreal slowly, and said rough and sexy-like, “What’s up Midnight, haven’t seen you in a while.”
    I said this line with sensual power. I said it like he and I had been intimate in the past and I missed him and needed to get back with him as soon as possible. I was standing so close to him that one more inch and I could have slid my tongue down his throat. He looked at me unaffected, completely unmoved and nonemotional. My emotions were wilding. My nipples were up and the muscles in my pussy were beating like a heart.
    “What do you want?” he finally said. Now I was