Loving Angel 2 by Carry Lowe Read Free Book Online Page B

wasn’t revealing it, or did she have it and didn’t know because she kept her word and hadn’t gotten tested?
    “That bitch was always on the busted side,” Keya snickered with a carefree attitude.
    “Well she’s way past busted now,” our manicurist divulged as she painted my nails with a violet nail polish. “Didn’t her baby daddy commit suicide because he found out he had AIDS?”
    “Could have sworn someone told us something to that effect,” Theresa revealed. “Weren’t you messing around with him Keya?”
    Nancy and Theresa exchanged a knowing look with each other. It was then I realized that they were just fishing for a confirmation to what they already believed; Keya had given Von AIDS and he had transferred it to Carla.
    “Yeah , I used to mess with him,” Keya confirmed in a huff. “But that was a long ass time ago.”
    The hair stylist and the manicurist exchanged another significant look , but dropped the subject and moved on to another topic. Unfortunately that topic also involved Keya. I don’t think either of them had forgiven my cousin for betraying me in the past although she had come through for me when I needed her. I had forgiven her for sleeping with Von and becoming friends with Carla. At my most dire hour, when I was waiting for Boss to return and finish what he had started, she came to my rescue and for that I would be eternally grateful.
    “You’re still working at Glitter Keya?” Nancy inquired.
    “Damn right I’m still working there. You can’t imagine the amount of money I’m making. About two weeks ago I met this baller that gave me two grand for a lap dance,” she boasted.
    I gave her a skeptical look. I didn’t know what type of man would pay that much money to see a stripper shake her ass.
    “Please tell me who’s coming out of pocket like that to see you take off your clothes,” Daisy said dubiously, earning a glare from her sister.
    “His name is Dread and he’s paid. I mean like Tyga paid. I’ve been kicking it with h im for the past couple of weeks and he’s coming to the party with me tonight, so you’ll see what I’m talking about,” Keya announced proudly. From the sound of her voice you could tell that she was into the dude, which was a first for her. Usually she just wanted to get into a nigga’s pockets and that was it. “Soon Angel won’t be the only one toting around a big fat ring and a big fat bank account.”
    “Keya you’re sounding like you really like this one , or at least his big fat bank account,” Theresa joked.
    “When hasn’t Keya liked a nigga’s money?” Nancy laughed and we all had to join in on that one . If you knew my cousin you had to know that she was all about a dude’s paper.
    “Bitch please, everybody knows I’m about my money first. There is no shame in my game, so of course I’m going to like a dude more if he has some fat pockets. Plus this one has a fat dick to go along with those fat pockets. The first time I saw that shit I almost fainted. It was so fucking big and beautiful.”
    We all laughed our asses off at how infatuated my cousin seemed to be with the man’s dick.
    “So, did you handle it when he put it on you?” Nancy wanted to know.
    “Bitch please. I worked that motherfucker over so good, I’m sure he’s in love with me right now. Talking ‘bout he wants me to be his wifey. Ya’ll don’t even know the power of this pussy.”
    “That’s what I’m talking about gir l,” Theresa high-fived her.
    I couldn’t wait to meet the mysterious Dread that seemed to be getting inside my cousin ’s head. Hopefully he was everything my girl thought he was. Although she had done some shitty things to me, she still deserved a chance at happiness.
     
     
     
    CHAPTER EIGHT
    ANGEL
    My bay and I pulled up to the club in his brand new Rolls Royce Phantom looking like the ghetto superstars we were. We were stunting a bit, but I thought the occasion called for it, since it was my man’s club