Down With the King of the South 4 by Diamond Johnson

Author:Diamond Johnson [Johnson, Diamond]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Leo Sullivan Presents
Published: 2019-07-26T04:00:00+00:00

Later that night

“You barely even touched your food, shorty. What’s wrong? You don’t like it? I can send it back and tell them to make you another one,” Miami said after noticing that I’d barely eaten anything.

We were having dinner at Smith & Wollensky, and any other person would have devoured the medium well steak that I had sitting in front of me with the baked potato that had shredded cheese on it, bacon bits, and butter, just how I liked it. I still had my crab cake in front of me as well, which was an appetizer that I had Miami order that I hadn’t even touched yet.

My mind was still on the heated conversation that went down earlier today at my grandmother’s house between my dad and Mahogany. Two people that I loved more than anything were at odds, and I felt like I was right in the middle of it. This was one of those things that I felt like I had to stay the hell out of. I didn’t know how Mahogany felt, and I couldn’t tell her how to feel because anything that I said would kind of come off like I was taking my daddy’s side, and I didn’t want her to think that.

I’ve known Mahogany for twenty-five years, and I knew how that girl could hold a grudge. I hate to say it, but I didn’t think that she would ever want anything to do with my daddy. This was the same person who’d just gotten back on good terms with her own mother after not talking to her since she was eighteen.

“I’m just going to take it with me to go. I can’t stop thinking about what happened earlier. I’m sorry. I won’t talk about it. I don’t want to feel like I’m fucking up our dinner,” I said, gazing over at him.

Miami looked so handsome tonight. He was in a long-sleeved denim shirt, which exposed his neck and his chest that were filled with ink since he started the buttons on the fourth one. Even with him sitting across from me at the table, I could still smell his intoxicating cologne from where I was sitting. He wore white pants, and a pair of low top Forces was on his feet. He wasn’t afraid to bring his diamonds out tonight because a silver Cuban link chain was around his neck, and diamonds bounced off the walls every time he moved his head. He wore the matching bracelet on his right arm, and he even wore one of his huge boxing rings that he won a few years ago, which was big enough to fit on two of my fingers.

His perfect hairline and perfect waves were making me seasick, and his perfect facial hair and beard were nicely aligned, making it so obvious that he’d had an appointment earlier today at the barber.

“You good, shorty. You not fuckin’ up anything. I appreciate you for even wanting to still come down here with me tonight, especially after the shit that happened earlier.

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