Honey, I F*cked The Plug 3 by Lisa Austin

Author:Lisa Austin [Austin, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: K. Renee Publications
Published: 2022-09-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

PIERCE “PLUG” KNIGHT

“Knight. I guess today is your lucky day.”

I turned my nose up at the same detective that had been trying to break a nigga for damn near six weeks. How the fuck me, Pierce “Plug” Knight, stayed in the fucking slammer for this damn long. All for what? My brother was in his feeling about a bitch. His old bitch. My new bitch. That shit ain’t make a lick of sense.

I rose from the steel table and held my hands out so this bitch ass nigga could remove the handcuffs. Once my hands were free, I was itching to knock the slob out of his ass. Instead of catching a charge for real, I walked through the fucking doors like the boss ass nigga I was. The day I was able to use the phone, I’d already been locked up three weeks damn near. I just knew I was going home, but it was another three weeks before I could see a judge and be given a bond. My lawyer had some words for their asses in that courtroom. No lie. But I was just glad to be walking out of this bitch. If shit went how I hoped it would, a nigga wouldn’t make it to trial. Hopefully.

Once I was processed out, the only thing I took with me was my keys and wallet. The money I had in my pocket was more than likely a loss, which was fine by me. I just wanted to get out that bitch. I looked down at the grey sweats and white Polo I was wearing with white Ones and frowned. Although I'd been in here for much longer than I anticipated. A nigga still had rank around this bitch. I had a CO that made sure a nigga had not only decent clothes but good food too. I ate well every single day up in this bitch. I could have had a phone, but again, I didn’t plan on being in the muthafucka for an extended amount of time like I had been. It was all good though. Long as a nigga was out.

I stepped out in the sun, ignoring the looks from muthafuckas around me. Once I saw my ride, I made my way towards it. I needed to wash my ass in my own shower, put on clothes that didn’t have the stench of the jail, and a nigga was craving steak and lobster. All that shit could wait, though.

Smiling up at me with her thick ass thighs out and not a piece of hair sprouting from them bitches was my ride. I could tell she’d pulled out all the stops. Full body wax, brand new short hairdo, fresh nails and toes, and the shortest pair of shorts she could find. Them bitches damn near resembled panties.

She was leaning on her Kia Optima waiting for a nigga like I'd been gone for years.

She held her arms out, and I returned her embrace. She smelled of something that featured Jasmine and looked even better.

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