420 by Kenya Wright & Jackie Sheats

Author:Kenya Wright & Jackie Sheats [Wright, Kenya & Sheats, Jackie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B00WXL946K
Published: 2015-04-28T23:00:00+00:00

The rush into the woods.

Wolf

Fuck. She doesn’t believe me. She really thinks I’m lying. Well, I’ve been lying the whole time. She probably thinks my name should be little boy blue, instead of Wolf. That’s what I get for blowing my horn with the whole Dr. Sheep joke.

I yanked out my phone and ignored my very hard dick, which sat sad in my pants and eager to be in the presence of Red again.

“Let’s see if I can gobble up grandma and take her place, before Red gets there.” I laughed and typed into my phone.

Me: Hey, are you with those two women Pierre asked you to keep busy for me?

Tito: Yes. I was just going to text you. One of them is vocal about seeing her friend. The really hot one. I feel like she’s a bit violent. She smiled while making some very serious threats to my scrotum.

Me: Her grandfather’s a golden glove champion. You may want to keep your distance.

Tito: Thanks for the warning. She wants me to take her to the roof.

Me: Go ahead.

Tito: Are you sure?

Me: Yes. Just take them through the house. The longest way possible. Take the back way.

Tito: Why am I doing this again?

Me: You know why.

Tito: The girl with the red hair?

Me: The woman with the red hair.

Tito: lol. Okay.

Me: I need you to do something else.

Tito: I don’t think I’m going to like this.

Me: Grab the violent one’s phone. And don’t say you can’t. I’ve watched you steal over a hundred wallets and other things back in the day. Hand the phone to Pierre. He’ll be heading your way as you take Red’s friends to the roof.

Tito: You’re making me worried.

Me: Usually, that’s a good thing.

I switched over to Pierre’s name on my contact list, told him to get the phone from Tito, and bring it to me as soon as possible. It was only then, when I finally opened the door, rushed down the stairs, and headed to my own private gallery on a quiet section of my penthouse.

It barely took ten minutes as I bustled through the crowd of party-goers in my smoky living space. By the time I arrived at my private gallery, Pierre was standing in front of the entrance with the friend’s phone in hand.

“Damn!” I grabbed it from him. “Tito broke a record this time.”

A frown spread over Pierre’s face.

“What?”

“The stealing of her friend’s phone, is a bit over the line for courtship, don’t you think, sir?”

“This isn’t a courtship. It’s my usual thing. I’ve always enjoyed the hunt. You know that.”

“This doesn’t feel like one of your usual hunts,” he said.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“You seem a bit. . .”

“Just say it.”

“Obsessed.”

“Thank you, Pierre.” I took the phone from him. “I’ll contact you when I need you.”

“Sir—”

“I have everything under control. She’s just another chick I’m trying to see naked, nothing more.”

“You’ve never spent this much time on any woman.”

“She’s harder to get to than most.”

“Perhaps, that’s what makes the chase more eager to you, or maybe it’s that you both have a shared interests in graffiti art.

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