“You hear anything about it?” I asked.
“No,” Andre said flatly, and I knew that he was lying. If he knew that they had been there, he would have called Carmine to see what was up. Only question now is, what did Carmine tell him?
“If you hear anything else about that, let me know.” I stood up. “I gotta make a run out to the island.”
Wanda stood up and started for the door.
“About Whitey?” Andre asked as he got up.
“Yeah.”
“You let me know what’s going on with that,” Andre said to me, but his eyes were focused on Wanda’s ass as it swung to the door.
“I’ll roll by Ricky’s tonight and we can talk,” I said, as we got to the door.
“It was good seeing you, Andre,” Wanda flirted easily. “And you never know, I might roll by Ricky’s tonight with Mike and then we can talk.”
“Anytime,” Andre said, as Wanda opened the door and stepped outside.
“Oh … I forgot to tell you.” She pointed at his car. “There’s a garbage can in your windshield,” Wanda said, and we kept walking toward her car.
“He knew all about it,” Wanda said the second she shut her door. “Only thing he doesn’t know is how it got squashed. He was waiting for you to tell him that.” Wanda started the car. “But he knew. The bastard. He knew and didn’t tell us shit about it.” Wanda drove off. “The bastard.”
Chapter Twenty-one
When Wanda dropped me off at the Residence Inn, I went back to the room and found Lo-Lo and Anya sitting in the living room watching Jerry.
“Hey, ladies.”
“Hey, Black,” Anya said.
“You hungry?” Lo-Lo asked and pointed without looking away from the screen to the table in the kitchenette. I guess they ordered Chinese food while I was gone.
“No, I had pizza.”
“I wanted pizza, but I was overruled,” Anya said with the cutest made-up pouty look on her face.
“Where’s Bobby?”
Lo-Lo and Anya giggled a little and pointed toward his room door.
“Bob!” I shouted as I went to the door and knocked. “You ready to ride out to the island?”
“No!”
I looked at Lo-Lo and Anya, they both had big smiles on their faces. Then Anya got up. “Y’all coming?” And then she went in our room.
“So, what we gonna do?” Lo-Lo asked.
I held out my hand for her.
“I guess we’re gonna go play with Anya.”
Lo-Lo accepted my hand and we went in the room. Anya was already naked and crawling up on the bed when we got in there. Lo-Lo only had a T-shirt on, so it was off, and she was naked in no time.
While I took my time getting undressed, I watched as Anya laid on her back and Lo-Lo got on her knees and crawled between her legs. Anya held her head in place, as Lo-Lo eased two of her fingers inside of her. Anya squeezed her nipples and rubbed her clit while Lo-Lo’s fingers penetrated her. Lo-Lo spread her legs as wide as she could, parted Anya’s lips with her tongue and worked that tongue back and forth across Anya’s clit.
“Oh, shit!” Anya screamed and tried to move, but Lo-Lo gripped her cum-drenched thighs.