Page 43 of Adonis Gates
“You ain’t even asked me where the fuck I’m takin’ your child or what we’re going to do, but you worried about if I got a girl or not.”
“Well, I’m sure she’s in good hands.”
“How?” I frowned. “You don’t know shit about me.”
“Well, you spoke with her father…”
“Yahusband,” I added emphasis.
“Yes, my husband,” she chuckled. “I know he wouldn’t okay her going with someone questionable.”
“Again, you don’t know that, but let me make myself clear,” I stepped closer. “I ain’t one of them lil’ niggas that easily swayed by pussy.Especiallyfriendly pussy. My brother here to take yo’ mothafuckin’ daughter out and that’s what ya mind gon’ be on or we gon’ have some issues.”
“I wasn’t?—”
“You were,” I cut her off. “Now, what you finna do is go get ya daughter ready to go out with my brother, right?”
“Right.” She nodded quickly then scurried the fuck off.
I went to the living room to let AP know I was taking my ass to the car where I waited for about five more minutes before they surfaced. I stayed inside the truck while AP opened the door for his friend, speaking to me, then he slid in behind her. I smirked at him through the rearview mirror before putting the car in gear and pulling away.
When we got to Jru’s crib, I told them to wait inside while I went to get her. My heart skipped a beat as it usually did when she opened the door. I told her to dress chill for the night and bring a light jacket since it got cool outside at night.
“Hi,” she blushed when she noticed how I was eyeing her fine ass.
“What’s up, baby?” I hugged her soft ass body into mine, taking in the sweet smell of coconuts and whatever the fuck else she had on. Her hair was slicked into a ponytail, but the shit was big and all in my fucking face when I leaned down. “You look good.”
“I hope I’m not underdressed since you wouldn’t tell me where we’re going.”
“You straight, come on.” I captured her hand and led her to my truck. I pulled the door open and helped her inside before closing it and rounding the front of my whip so that I could get in.
“Ay, Jru, this is Breanna.” Apollo introduced. “Bre, this is my brother’s girl, Jruelle.”
“You can call me Bre.”
“And you can call me Jru.” Jruelle smiled and shook hands with Breanna.
Jru turned back around in her seat but faced me. “I didn’t know this was going to be a double date.”
“You were too intrigued about his first date, so I felt like you should chaperone the shit with me.”
“That’s cool,” she smiled. “Where are we going?”
“I’m not telling you, Jru.” I chuckled. “Just chill and enjoy the ride.”
“Fine, but it better not be corny,” she said. “First impressions are lasting impressions, so you can’t make Apollo look bad.”
“Y’all know I’m back here, right?”
“That’s her.” I laughed. “I got y’all though. I think you and Bre gon’ enjoy the shit.”
“I believe you.” Jru smiled then asked if she could control the music.
Without hesitation I passed her my phone and told her to do her thing. I wanted her to enjoy herself as much as she could. She deserved the shit. From what I’d learned from her over the last few days, she didn’t have much control of shit when she was with that bitch ass nigga, so I wanted her to do what she wanted, when she wanted to, while she was with me.
I was a man, so I was gon’ always run shit in my life whether that was relationships, business shit, or any fucking thing. I fully expected the woman I was with to submit to my leadership, but that didn’t mean I wanted her powerless with no voice. What she wanted mattered, what she needed mattered, how she felt mattered, what she had to say mattered.
I knew a lot of people struggled with that concept in their relationships, but I was trying to build something solid with Jru. We weren’t in a relationship yet, but that was for sure what I wanted from her eventually, and there was no way I could expect her to trust a nigga, or love me in return, if I didn’t consider her the way she did me.