“Which is why we keep them paid up to listen in for us.”
“They won’t be open, but we can hit up Gia at her house.”
“Yeah, she never did turn you down for anything.” Lefty smirked.
“Look. That shit was over a long time ago.”
“Hmm, somehow…I don’t think she knows that.”
“I ain’t been in that bitches bed for a year. I’d say it’s pretty clear.”
Lefty shook his head. “It’s all in the way she looks at you, brother. I’m just giving you fair warning.”
“I don’t have time for this. Bitch gets out of line and I’ll put her back in her place.”
Lefty nodded.
The silent treatment had Demon rolling his eyes. “I swear you’re more dramatic than a teenager on her period. You sweet on Gia? You want to go for her, be my guest.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“You didn’t have to. Every time we shared her, your eyes said it all.”
“Fuck.”
“Yeah, business first, then you can try to get the bitch in your bed,” Demon suggested while mounting his bike and turning the key.
t took twenty minutes to get there. Gia lived on the nice side of town in a two-story home with a pool and a perfectly manicured lawn, laden with flowers and girly ass statues. As they pulled into her driveway, Demon bit back a laugh.
Her neighbors would faint if they knew the enterprise that funded her lifestyle. She was a self-made bitch who climbed her way from the bottom and went from making money for others to making it for herself.
Demon admired that. Apparently not as much as Lefty, though. The thought of his right in command being sweet on the ex-stripper, would be laughable if he weren’t in business mode. They cut the engines. He pulled his cell phone from his pocket and pressed speed dial.
“You finally coming back for some of this good loving, D?” A husky, sleep laden voice whispered.
“Let me be the first to tell you I’m off the market.”
“What?” She squawked.
“That’s beside the point. We’re here on business.”
Gia cleared her throat. “Did I do something?”
“Shit naw, Gia. It’s nothing like that. Things with the club are going great. Listen, Lefty is here with me. We need to come indoors to talk about this.”
“Yeah, okay. Give me five and I’ll be down.” She disconnected.
“She’ll be down in five.” Demon turned to look at Lefty. The shit eating grin on his face made Demon scowl.
“I see you wasted no time telling her you were off the market.”
“I’m trying to help your no game ass out. If it wasn’t for the club whores, I don’t think you’d ever get your wick wet.”
“Fuck you. I’m charismatic.”
“That’s just a word your mom uses to make you feel better about yourself, fucker.”
Lefty flipped him off and Demon laughed, welcoming the lightened mood. The door opened and they glanced up. The voluptuous frame covered by a gauzy red robe that made her caramel colored skin pop, would’ve made him hard as a rock a few months ago. Now, she was a piece of art to be admired from afar. It felt like his dick had been reprogrammed for Ardy’s pussy. Leaving his bike, Demon met her in the entryway. “Hey Gia.”