Adored by a Brooklyn Drug Lord 2 by Tya Marie

Author:Tya Marie [Marie, Tya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Royalty Publishing House
Published: 2019-05-07T04:00:00+00:00

9

Quill

The early morning North Carolina air blew over the stoic Winthrop family. It cooled off LaKeith, Bull, Amos, and the rest of the pallbearers who carried Deon’s body from the church and helped load it onto the lowering vault that would seal him into his resting place. Drea inhaled the wind to keep calm as she cried with her mother, an austere woman who kept her face buried in one of Amos’s handkerchiefs the entire ride to the burial site. I relied on the air to keep myself awake.

“Easy, little man,” I said as I patted Legacy on his back, bouncing him as I looked on at the Winthrops from the last row of chairs underneath a large black tent. “We’ll soon be back home.”

Legacy grunted in reply. He might not have been my son, but we connected on another level from the day I met him. The hospital advised Drea against bringing Legacy to my room for the fear that he may contract a hospital borne infection, and after leaving the hospital once, I wasn’t going to risk my health doing it again. Two weeks later, I was cleared to return home where Legacy awaited his unofficial pops. An exhausted Drea greeted me by placing the crying baby in my arms and locking herself in her room, coming out long enough to supply milk. In the mix was Bull, who was living on our couch yet couldn’t find it in himself to help the girl out. I made up for lost time by spending every waking moment with Legacy, who had taken to me more than he did his mother. Drea didn’t care; between working on her summer body and planning Deon’s funeral, she wasn’t invested in being a mother to Legacy. Not even today.

“The service was beautiful,” I told Drea in the privacy of our hotel room. Legacy was down for a nap, and I was gearing up to take one myself. “You did a good job planning everything. The entire hood came out to say goodbye. Deon would be proud of how you sent him off.”

Drea stood in front of the mirror holding her stomach as she posed in different angles. “Deon was one of the few people I could depend on whenever I was going through something, and he's gone…. He had to be sent off like the real one he was.” She spun around, taking in her bubble butt over her shoulder. “Damn, the baby took some of my ass. I need to hit the gym harder once we get back to New York. Better yet, I want a trainer.”

“Who’s paying for this trainer?” I queried.

She cut her eyes at me through the mirror. “The man who promised my father profits within a month of the shop being open. It’s been six weeks, Quill. LaKeith said the money is pouring in. You mean to tell me we don’t have enough for a personal trainer?”

Legacy let out a grunt of dissent. I gave his back a little pat.

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