Deception's Playground by Kevin Williams al-Fahim Read Free Book Online

when she mentioned him, told me
she was implying that it was him. I couldn’t believe it. Duece wouldn’t do
no shit like that.
    Me and Casey ordered
our food and ate. She told me again how sorry she was for not being there for
me. And she promised to stop texting Sonya’s phone. I asked her about the
rumors I heard about her being loose and she denied it. I believed her too. I
knew her like a pimp knows pussy, knew when she was lying.
    And she didn’t get pregnant while I was gone.
    And I sort of missed
her.
    We finished our meal and
she offered to pay. I let her. When we made it to our vehicles, she came over
to me.
    “I’m sorry again,
Spade,” she said sincerely. She leaned in and softly kissed my lips. Then she
slowly wiped her lipstick off my lips with her thumb, biting her bottom lip at
the same time. “Call me, baby. And give Ace my condolences.”
    She sashayed to her
car.

CHAPTER 8
     
     I left Chubby’s a little confused.
That bitch Casey had me thinking about Duece. He wasn’t acting like himself
either. I thought about Casey too. Maybe I was a little selfish and
inconsiderate. Maybe riding a bit out with me was too much for her to handle. I
couldn’t help but think about how good she looked also.
    I shook those thoughts
and headed to Verizon on Main Street. I had been meaning to upgrade one of my
phones. I pulled up to the cellular store and put my biscuit on my hip and
headed in. I walked towards the display in the middle of the floor, looking at
the new model phones. I was quickly interrupted.
    “Excuse me,” a woman
said.
    When I turned to see
who it was I was instantly attracted. She looked like she was about
thirty-eight, maybe forty. Chocolate complexion, nice body, and she sported her
hair short. She had full lips and a nice smile.
    “Excuse me ,” I
flirted.
    “You silly. I was
wondering if you knew if the Droid phones get good service.” She smiled.
    “I’m not sure, baby.
But if you wanted to spark a conversation with me you could’ve came wit’
somethin’ better.” I smiled back at her.
    “I just thought maybe
you would know, sweetie.” She put her hand on her hip, slightly tilting her
head to the right.
    “Sounds good,” I said,
grabbing her hand. “I love a woman who goes for what she wants. And if this is
your way of doing that, it’s fine wit’ me.”
    “Are you always this
cocky?”
    “Most of the time,” I
joked. She laughed but kept her hand in mines.
    “Hmm … I guess. What’s
your name?” She squeezed my hand a little. “If you don’t mind me asking.”
    “I’m Spade.”
    “I know yo mama didn’t
name you Spade. But I’ll find out soon. My name is Lisa.”
    “So I’m assuming we’ll
see each other soon , Lisa.”
    “We’ll see.” She took
her hand away.
    We exchanged numbers
and talked for another few minutes. She was forty-five, had a son in college,
and she’d been divorced for eight years. She was single, lived alone and owned
a beauty salon. We both purchased the phones we wanted and went our separate
ways with a promise to see each other soon.
    I called Maria and told
her to meet me at my house. I planned on chilling for the rest of the day.
     
    ***
     
    “I start my business courses
next month, baby,” Maria said.
    “That’s what’s up. Make
sure you’re mentally ready,” I told her.
    We were in the living
room chilling. We went from talking about her college courses to fucking the
day away. It was night time now, and we were laying in bed watching Paid in
Full. I thought, That clown nigga Rico fucks me up. I was just
thinking about the game in general and how niggas turn snake in a split second.
I had to reassess some shit.
    “What you thinkin’
about, papi?” Maria asked. She was laying next to me, rubbing my bare chest,
looking at me with worry in her eyes. She knew when something was wrong.
    “I’m chillin’, baby. It
ain’t nothin’.”
    “Okay, papi.” She
kissed my lips.
    Eventually she fell
asleep, while I sat