Sugar Doll's Hurricane Blues by Kalua Lauber Read Free Book Online Page B

Are you her lap dog?” Sugar Doll said angrily because in that brief moment she had found him attractive. She felt the heat of him in his expensive silk suit with his dark blue eyes. He smiled easily, “Look kid, I’m trying to mend the rift between the two of you. Don’t open up something with me.”
    “Then I’m not interested.” Sugar Doll turned away from Tony. Tony walked behind her standing dangerously close and whispered in her ear, “Are you sure about that?” The feel of his whisper coursed involuntarily down her spine awakening something in her that made her feel ashamed. She shrugged and walked away faster to put some distance between them. She didn’t want him to know how he was affecting her. When she reached the stage she turned and looked back but he was gone. He knew. “What is it about that man? Did he sell his soul to the devil or what?” She asked herself shaking off the sexual tension she had just experienced.
    “Who was that?” Remy’s voice woke her out of her revelry. “Looked like ya’ll had a lot to talk about down there. Remysaid this pointing to the spot as though the outline of Tony and Sugar Doll was still present. She looked over to the spot and felt a chill come over her.
    “No we didn’t nosey. He’s my mother’s boyfriend.” Sugar Doll now back to herself pulled herself up onto the stage to sit. Remy squatted down and brushed her hair off of her face.
    “You kidding!” “He didn’t look like he had no other girlfriend but you and if you hadn’t noticed, he was white. I thought you all had a problem about that.”
    “Remy, don’t play around. Of course that man isn’t my boyfriend; he’s old enough to be my father.” Sugar Doll laughed. Remy’s usually smiling face didn’t participate.
    “He didn’t look old enough to be your father but then you are young and a virgin.”
    “I never told you that I was a virgin and besides it’s none of your business.” Sugar Doll blushed as she looked down at the floor.
    “You are a virgin aren’t you?” Remy got serious as he cupped her face in his hand. Sugar Doll continued to look down at the floor.
    “Well I’ll be.” Remy said gently and he leaned over to kiss Sugar Doll gently on the lips. He lingered there a moment the heat rising between both of them.
    “Are you going down home tonight?” He asked her.
    Bertrand came out of the shadows like a phantom, “Sugar Doll, get your things, it’s time to go.” Sugar Doll jumped off of the stage guiltily. Remy rose to stand but Bertrand walked past him. He went to Sugar Doll and said, “I told Big Ma that I would look after you so don’t make me break my promise. You hear?” Sugar Doll nodded and headed to the dressing room to collect her things.
    Bertrand turned slowly around to face Remy the anger plain on his usually jovial face. “Looka here Remy, you are a good singer and my friend but I’m telling you plain, you mess with that girl and I’m going to kick your ass and fire you. She ain’t one of your play things. She is my cousin and a good, clean girl. You hear what I’m saying to you?”
    Remy looked apologetic, “I’m sorry Bertie, I just lost my head there for a moment. I saw her talking to that guy and then I realized that, well….I like her.”
    “What guy?” Bertrand asked puzzled.
    “Real smooth looking character, well dressed, good looking, probably rich.” Remy remarked. “Sugar Doll said that he is her mother’s boyfriend which is hard to believe but what can I do?”
    “Tony M.” Bertrand muttered.
    “Tony M. who works for Marsalas?” Remy asked surprised.
    “One in the same.” Bertrand sighed; his attention had been taken away from Remy. He didn’t need Mafioso hanging around his club drawing undo attention to him.
    “Bertrand, I am sorry.” Remy said.
    “No worries man, just keep it in your pants.” Bertrand gave his trademark smile and ambled off toward Sugar Doll.
    Later that night on the drive home Bertrand asked,