Wifey: Part 1

“Yeah, it’s legit,” Nico said in response to something Mia had asked him. “For me,” he said after a pause. “Atlantic City,” he said after another pause.

Nico was then quiet for a minute. I could see in his face that he was getting vexed.

“Mia, I’m not going through this back-and-forth shit with you! Get the fuck off my phone!” He then pressed End on his cell phone.

“What happened?”

“The credit card fraud department called the crib asking if the charge for the helicopter was legit, and Mia answered the call.”

“I’m sorry, baby. I feel like I’m bringing you stress.”

“What you apologizing for? It’s just Mia and her bullshit.”

I didn’t have a response, so I kept quiet. Thankfu

lly, before long we were in Atlantic City and preparing to land.

“We here already?”

“It’s so much better than that two-hour-driving bullshit, right?”

“It doesn’t even compare! You gonna spoil me, Nico.” I smiled as I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you again.”

Nico nodded his head. Just then his phone began vibrating, and he said it was his man BJ. He answered the call, and it was clear that he was talking in code.

As Nico spoke on the phone, we had fully landed, and the pilot had opened the door and was escorting us out.

“Did you enjoy the flight?” the pilot asked me.

I smiled and replied, “Loved it!”

“Watch your step and watch your head,” the pilot warned me.

While speaking to BJ, Nico reached in his pocket and pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the pilot as a thank-you and a tip. The pilot said thank you to Nico and gave him a thumbs-up sign.

We walked to a Lincoln Town Car taxi and got in. Nico told the driver to take us to the outlets near the 40/40 club. Almost at the exact same time that the driver pulled off, I got a text message from Mia:

Have fun in Atlantic City and make sure you put all your chips on red.

I shook my head and was about to show the text to Nico, but I didn’t. Mia didn’t know for sure where I was at and was probably just testing my response. I was so tempted to just totally ignore her, but something in me wouldn’t let the opportunity pass to take a stab at her.

OK I’ll make sure I do that right after we finish shopping.

Mia immediately replied back to me:

Chyna, I may lose battles, but I always win the war!

Immediately my heart started pounding because I had no idea how she knew about my escorting name. If she tells Nico anything about me prostituting myself, it’s a wrap for me. I started wondering if she had already told Nico, and he was just playing with my head and fucking with me so he could use me to get at Shabazz for him.

Nico had just ended his call with BJ, and I was still panicking on the inside from what Mia had texted me. I had to think quick on my feet. Nico was quiet, and he seemed like he also had some heavy shit on his mind.

I massaged Nico’s thigh and his knee, snuggling next to him and kissing him. “Can I tell you a secret?” I whispered into his ear.

Nico looked at me and nodded his head.

“I love your dick,” I whispered into his ear.

Nico smiled. “That’s the secret?”