Counterfeit Love by Blake Karrington

Author:Blake Karrington [Karrington, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Urban, Women's Fiction, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), Genre Fiction
Amazon: B00J2MXVO4
Publisher: Dynasty Publishing
Published: 2014-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

Sanaa looked out the window, watching Royce pull into the parking lot of the Waffle House. It was crowded, as always, but this was one of the few spots they liked to meet up at for lunch. He walked in with a smile on his face, knowing that this last minute scheduled lunch was about more than eating. He knew his big sister all too well.

“What you smiling at?” Sanaa asked, smiling back at her baby brother.

“You crazy sis. What’s goin’ on?” he asked as he took a seat at the table.

“I’m trying to figure out why you been telling Krystol you with me, without letting me know,” Sanaa teased.

“It’s not what you think. I just been having a lot of shit on my plate. Trying to take care of Krystol and the baby is a headache by itself,” he complained. “But you know, it is what it is. So, what you call me down here for?” Royce asked, wanting to get to the core of the meeting.

“What, I can’t just have lunch wit’ my baby bro without wanting something?” she joked.

“No,” Royce shot back, waving for the waitress to come and take his order.

“I need you at the club for real. I got something big goin’ on, and I need to be surrounded by my family on this one,” Sanaa said, lowering her voice as the waitress took Royce’s order.

“Come on sis,” he semi-whined as he dismissed the waitress. “Now ain’t the right time, yo. I got B all up my ass, and I got something I’m working on.”

“I got a hundred fifty grand for you if you ride wit’ me on this one,” she said, cutting Royce off and grabbing his full attention. “No bullshit, I’m dead serious.”

One eyebrow shot to the sky as Royce put on the most curious face. A hundred and fifty grand added to his last score would put him nearly halfway to his goal.

For the next hour, Sanaa broke down everything, including her plans on exiting the game. At first, Royce was a little hesitant on moving the funny money, but since Sanaa and Sleepy were both down, he was all in.

“I’ll do it under one condition,” Royce requested.

“And what’s that?” Sanaa shot back.

“You gotta make sure you keep me covered with B until I get the rest of my shit covered, and no, it don’t have nothing to do with no other bitch,” he added.

“Aight, you know I got you, lil bro. By the time Krystol look up, y’all will be unpacking y’all shit into a new home,” Sanaa promised.

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