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Nicki sat in the doctors office waiting for Candi to come out. She sat and flipped through a magazine of pregnant women and half naked babies. She smiled seeing the random faces of the babies. Cute ass babies, I wonder how me and Faree's kids would look. She sat back staring off into space thinking about their kids.

"Nicki!"

"Huh? Ugh!"

"Boo, what you thinking about?"

"Oh, nothing."

"Um huh, you gone tell me something when we get in this car."

Nicki smirked as she followed Candi out of the office and down to the parking deck. Candi stopped the elevator as they road down to the second floor.

"What's up with you?"

"Nothing, why?"

"You been off since you and Boss broke up."

"Eh, I'll talk to you about it later."

"No right now, I know you Onika and I haven't seen you like this since Brim."

"I just want this shit to work my way and he isn't doing as I want."

"You have to bend for him too Nic. Relationships aren't one sided."

"That's why my food and sex are bomb."

"Bitch when that shit start wrinkling, start drying and sex ain't a factor, then what?"

She ponder leaning back against the wall. My good looks, DUH! Naw, but my bitch got a point. Hell I'm spoiled and I'm not giving that up right now. She jerked out of her thoughts as the elevator started moving. They came up on their floor both stepping out as a couple got on. They look so cute together. God is this a sign?

"Oh, and I'm pregnant."

Candi mumbled getting in the passenger seat of Nic's new Black Lexus. Nic smiled then grabbed her friend's hand as she pulled out the drive way. It'll be okay.

××××××

Nic's girls all walked around her two bedroom house putting on clothes and make-up getting ready for Mike's party in a few hours. Thembi walked in, in her night clothes and a big bun on her head. They looked at her as if she was crazy.

"What the fuck is you doing bitch?"

"No, why is yawl getting dressed?"

"Why not?"

"SB's NY club got shot up."

"WHAT?"

All of them said together. She furrowed her eyebrows then shrugged telling them what she had heard. Nicki sat against her walking still feeling like she was falling. God are you trying to take him away from me? I need to get it together.

"Wait, who shot my baby?"

"Your who, Onika?"

"SB."

"Your baby."

They all laughed as Nic's face turned red. Dammit, I'm tripping. Lauren looked down as Nicki asked again.

"He got shot earlier this morning making a drop in Detroit."

"What? How...?"

"Vak came in the house pissed about it and blood all on his shirt."

"And NOBODY thought to tell me?"

"You the one said you..."

"Ugh, now you bitches want to listen to me!"

"Wait, hold up.."

"Get the fuck outta here. I'm so done with yawl lately."

Nicki stood up, grabbed her keys and walked out. The girls sat around looking at each other. Neither moved a muscle just looked around. They all knew she was pissed, but didn't head out after her.

Nicki sat in her Lexus outside the club in the parking lot across the street. Fuck, should I go in or just call him out here? She leaned against her window watching people walk pass being nosy as he stepped out with two men dressed in suits following behind him. He pointed to different areas of the building as they wrote on their Notepads.

Daddy: Wassup?
Nicki: Meet me in the parking lot across from the club.
Daddy: Right now? Not a good time baby.
Nicki: When you're done.
Daddy: Give me an hour.
Nicki: Alright.

Nicki sighed seeing his casted arm and stressed face. He looks so damn tired and irritated. She pulled out the lot and drove to the nearest store, Walmart. She pulled out Marquez's black card went to the bank and pulled off some money.

She walked around Walmart putting different things in the basket from baby oil to baby clothes. She strolled down the candy isle and a small girl with gray eyes and big hair stared at her. Lil girl looking at me like she know me. Nicki picked up packs of twix and kitkats then walked pass the little girl, who reached out for her.

"Pretty Lady.."

"Macy! Macy!"

Marquez came around the corner and looked at me as if I was a ghost. She held tight to my leg as if I was going some where and she didn't want me to go. I looked at him then his wife came around the corner and huffed with their other five kids. They all had light brown skin, but the one holding tight to my leg.

"Macy, over here!"

"NO!"

Marquez pulled her from my leg and gave me a small smile. It felt like this fool had a secret and it had something to do with his kids. That little girl was pale as ever. I'll find out later. I continued to walk past him and his family.

"Get you eyes off her ass!"

Even with his wife and kids this fool couldn't keep his eyes off my ass. I would of slapped the vision from his eyes. I walked towards the register as a young guy called out to me like a bold fucker.

"Yo, ma?"

"I didn't birth you so come again."

"Yo, chill it's...."

"You can come correct or turn around."

"Bye.."

"See ya."

As soon as I turned back to place my thousands of items on the conveyer belt did this young boy try to talk to me again. They never give up.

"Hey, Miss Lady."

"Hi, Mr. Guy."

"Call me Derek."

"Call me Nicki."

"Can I call you sometimes, Nicki?"

"No, Derek."

"What? Bitch you not that cute anyway!"

"What was your purpose for approaching me then? I mean clearly by your manner and lack of taking rejection you penis is around four or five inches on hard and you're just one of them one wana-be thugs that's been following me around Walmart all night."

He looked embarrassed as the lady clerk and his friends laughed as I read him like a book. He screwed his face then threaten me like I was suppose to jump or take back what I said.

"I'm D Fo bitch and you just fucked up royally. I could sell and buy you, slut."

"Alright."

"$850.35 ma'am"

"Okay beautiful lady."

I handed her nine hundred then slipped fifty in her Walmart jacket. Everyone needs a tip especially her since she had bagged and rung up my Stuff. A young guy came and pushed the buggy out to my car.

"Yo you have the brand new Lexus that hasn't even hit the streets in Africa yet."

"You like cars?"

"Love em!"

"Hmmm."

I wrote my name and number on the back of my receipt and handed it to him. He looked like he was about to faint.

"A woman as beautiful as you never gave me her number."

"Good, cause I like to look better than all your ex bitches anyways. Call me, don't blow me up."

"I won't."

She smirked then stepped to his tall built frame and grabbed his boyish face. He stared in her eyes as if not to be punked. I like him already. She smiled as she closed the space between them.

"What would you do if I pulled you out right now?"

"Fuck you."

"Wrong answer."

She let go of his face then got into her car and drove off. She laughed watching him in her review mirror fixing himself. Niggas penis get hard for no reason.

******

She had me laid out on a massage bed with a towel on around my lower region. She had all the lights out, four little candies with flames and some bigger candies that she didn't light up yet. I couldn't see shit, but I wanted to see her, but she.stayed on my back giving me a massage and rubbing me down with baby oil. She smelled like her dove soap and perfume, so I knew she just showered. God, she smelled so good!

"Move when I tell you to."

"When you gone turn on the lights?"

"Will you relax and let me do this for you?"

"Alright, yo."

She removed my towel and rubbed oil all over my butt. Niggas don't need no greasy ass unless they gay? Fuck she trying to say? He stiffen as she massaged over his legs with the baby oil. She tapped his butt then squeezed it getting down.

"On your back, but don't touch me."

"Why not?"

"Cause I said so."

"Fine then."

She went back to applying baby oil all over him, but in the front she took more time as carressed his chest and ABS. She skipped over his penis and did the front of his legs then his feet. Lord, knows he better be lucky I love him and he has nice feet. She grabbed a warm cloth wiping her hands. She opened some vaseline then scooped enough out.

"What the fuck you doing?"

"Faree!"

"Nic!"

"Ugh!"

She slapped one hand on his balls and the other on his soft penis. She worked his balls in her hand first slow and gentle then rubbed up his penis until it stood at attention. She smirked then put her hands in the hot water bowl and washed the vaseline off then dried her hands. She lit the scented candles then walked back over to him.

"Want to feel something warm?"

"What your hands? That's all..... ohh ohhh damn."

He moaned as Nicki slid down on him. She rode him as the first candles flames went out. He stared in her face as she stared down at him.

"I love you Onika."

"I love you too, Faree."

He sat up and carried her to the bedroom and they made love until she fell asleep.

******

"Do you want to be with him or me?"

"I'm here with you aren't I?"

"And? Nic you always on some dumb player type shit."

"Dumb? But you're still here chasing me for me to be a player."

"Cause I love you!"

"I love you too and you fail to realize that!"

"You sure don't show it!"

"Then what was that last night? What more do you want from me?"

"You to ACT like you want to be with me! First thing is giving Marquez back the Lexus and then selling your house."

"I'm not doing it."

"That's a slap to my face again."

Nicki breathed in slow as she sat on the edge of his bed in the nude. She looked at him as he stood by the door fussing at her about the car, money, house and them being official. His rep is all he cares about. Shit, he knows and I know I'm not fucking Quez, so I don't get the problem besides his ego.

"Alright, Faree just shut the hell up."

"You getting rid of it?"

"Anything for you, Boss."

"Don't do that."

"Leave me alone."

"Nic..."

"Why didn't you tell me about your home next door or that the fact your friend lived there?"

The room fell on death row. They both sat quiet in their thoughts, but both questioning why Kris?

"I didn't tell you cause I didn't want you being creeped out about him watching you for me and it was none of your business at the time."

"Right. I guess and I'm sorry about your lost."

"Yeah, it won't go unjust."

"What does that mean?"

"Blood for Blood."

"You're not going to kill anyone!"

"Okay."

"Promise me, Faree?"

"I can't."

"Anything having to do with the streets you just won't give up."

"I have a rep to live up to."

"You're so stupid. I guess I'll always come second to the streets or maybe third cause your mother. You're willing to jeopardize family for a rep? Guess you aren't the man I thought you were."

He watched her put her clothes on as tears streamed down her face. Fuck am I doing? Falling for this fool. Duh, Onika. She let out a laugh then shook her head.

"I'll be back, I need some space."

"Baby..."

"I'll clean up when I get back."

"LISTEN DAMMIT!"

"I been doing that all evening! All I hear is bullshit after bullshit!"

"I'm just telling you the truth and my answers might not be what you want them to be, but I'm not giving up on us or you."

"But your decisions are only about YOU, not US!"

She yelled storming out of the house. His mind was racing as he thought back to what she had been telling him and he questioned himself and everything he was doing. Am I fucking up a good thing?