Page 20 of ‘Til I Say When

Wonder must have been close because she pulled up not even ten full minutes after we got off the phone.

I got up and walked over to her car. She rolled the window down and passed me the watch.

I’d never seen her natural hair before. It was dyed honey- blonde, and it looked like she’d washed it and pulled her curls up into a high ponytail.

Shorty without weave was fye as fuck, and my dick bricked up immediately.

She said she’d just gotten off work, but a sweet scent wafting off her body still floated from the car.

“I guess you don’t steal everything, huh?” I referred to the cough syrup she took as I pulled on one of her curls.

“Wilde, kiss my ass.”

“I don’t do that, but I’ll smack it though. You headed home?”

“Yeah. KoKo wants to hit a hookah lounge tonight. I’m still trying to decide if I want to go. I don’t have to be at the shop until noon tomorrow, so why not?”

“Did my homie, Biggs, get at you about wrapping the Land Rover?”

“Yeah, he did. Thank you for the referral.”

“The food should be ready in a bit. You want a plate?”

“Sure,” she replied slowly. She was probably shocked that I invited her to get a plate. I was lowkey shocked myself, but the invitation came out naturally. I knew I was about to hear it from Pierre’s ass.

I lowkey dug the fact that Wonder wrapped cars.

I knew early in life that I didn’t want to work for anybody.

Fast money was the best option for me, but I was too damn old to not know what I wanted to do with my life.

I couldn’t sell guns, cough syrup, crack cards, and deposit fake checks for the rest of my life.

I didn’t have any real interests or hobbies outside of getting money and smoking weed.

I had thought about getting someone with a clean record to help me with a weed dispensary.

I’d fund the business, and they could put it in their name and be the face of it.

I needed some type of legal income unless I wanted to be damn near forty still taking penitentiary chances.

I pulled the door open, and she got out of the car. “Hey, girl,” Nina called from behind me, and Wonder smiled.

“Hey, boo.”

I walked back to the porch, so I could leave them to talk. “You letting her stay?” Pierre asked before I could even sit back down. “Yeah, you like shorty. You like her a lot. I’m about to go tell grandma you got a girl out here.” He stood up, making me frown.

“You lame as hell; I see why Nina don’t fuck with you no more.”

“Grandma!” Pierre yelled loud as hell after he opened the door, acting like the matter was urgent. My grandmother didn’t have a lot of patience, and I hoped she cursed him out.

Nina and Wonder talked for about ten minutes before Wonder walked over to where I was. I introduced her to everyone within earshot. I referred to her as my homegirl because that’s what she was. My grandmother and Pierre came out onto the porch, and my grandmother made a big ass deal over Wonder.

“Well, hey there. I’ve never seen Wilde with a woman, and you are pretty!” Wonder snickered as my grandmother acted just as ignorant as Pierre. “I was starting to think maybe he could only get ugly women. What’s your name?”

I frowned while everyone else laughed. “And y’all wonder why I don’t bring people around?”

“Speaking of Wonder, that’s her name, grandma. Wonder.” Pierre was lame as hell, and I couldn’t wait until Nina caught him in another cheating scandal and whooped his ass.

“Wonder. That’s different. I like it. I have a grandchild named Wilde so nothing is odd to me. Come on in and fix yourself a plate; we have plenty of food.”

“Thank you,” Wonder smiled and followed my grandmother in the house.

I was sick of the jokes already, so I stayed my black ass right outside. Five minutes later, Wonder came outside, carrying two plates. “Your mom told me what you like to eat.” She passed me a plate, and I hiked my brow.

“You fixing me a plate?” I asked, shocked, but then I eyed the food. “You spit in this?”

Wonder sat down beside me. “I’m not ignorant like you. That’s something you would do. I’d just drop it on the floor, let it sit there for a minute, then pick it up, and put it back on the plate.”

I had just placed my mouth on a piece of chicken, and I froze. Wonder laughed and shook her head. “How did I do anything to your food with all those people in there, crazy? You are annoying.”

Kids were running around the yard, screaming and playing, and I wondered if I had the patience to deal with a child of my own.

It wasn’t really like I had a choice. Even with me threatening not to be in the child’s life and me not talking to Misha, she still wasn’t going to get rid of the baby. I knew it.

“That was delicious,” Wonder stated after she’d cleared her plate.

“You can take a plate to go if you want.”

“Don’t mind if I do.”

Pierre smirked as me and Wonder stood up and walked inside the house. I didn’t give a damn what he was talking about. Wonder was cool, and that was all it was.