bodyguard, Big Al, was watching his back to perfection. Rich met Big Al in federal prison. He used to look after Rich’s man, Arkee, who got a life sentence. Arkee introduced the two.
Arkee told Rich, “This is one solid dude. You need him on your team once you get back on the outside.”
The two exchanged information, and Rich told Big Al once he got out, he’d look him up, and that’s just what he did. Rich faded off into his uncle Blade’s house with big Al leading the way. Five of Rich’s li’l homies were in the house waiting on him. They each owed him $25,000. When he walked in, they greeted him and they each tossed bags in his direction.
“Damn, I see you niggas been getting to the money since I been gone. I like that.”
Rich groomed his li’l homie to perfection. They stayed down to themselves and got money. They didn’t let anybody stand in their way. Rich tossed the bags to Big Al, who went to put the money up. He chopped it up with his li’l homies for a minute and then was right back out the door to do him. As the day winded down, Rich made his rounds. When he got ready to leave, he saw a lot of people standing around this fly kid with a pretty slim thick chick on his side. The chick happened to be his best friend, Tracy. Tracy was always on his side pretending to be his girlfriend. Rich called Dollar over.
“Yo, Dollar, who’s the dude over there with the red polo jogging suit on?”
“Li’l Sevyn. He runs a weed spot in the east side. He owns a few barbershops and hair salons. He’s a cool li’l fella. He was an inspiring book writer, but he lost interest and stopped writing.”
“Maybe one day I can get him back on the right track because it’s major money to be made in the book publishing business. One day, maybe he can tell my story.”
“Yeah, Rich, that would be dope. His barbershop and hair salon is having a cookout next week.”
“Okay! Me and the guys will fall through.”
“Yeah, do that. And who is the girl he got with him.”
“I don’t know but I like what I see.”
“Man, Dollar, you crazy.”
Chapter 2
It was a nice sunny day outside, so Sevyn decided to hit up the car wash and then head to the hair salon. Meanwhile, back at the hair salon, Tracy and Rebecca are preparing for today so they would be ready when their clients came through.
“Hey, Becky, have you seen Sevyn lately?”
“No.”
“Me neither. It’s been about three weeks since I last seen him. Speaking of the devil.”
“You mean God.” She laughed. “Bitch, bye.”
“Girl, I gotta crush on Sevyn’s sexy ass. There goes his ass pulling up in the parking lot.”
Sevyn got out the car and started walking across the parking lot, turning heads. Becky stood up and just watched. Goddamn Sevyn know he was fine as hell. When Sevyn walked into the hair salon, both women spoke at the same time.
“Hey, Sevyn.”
“Wazzup wit it, ladies? How are y’all doing? We doin’ better now that you are here.” Rebecca wanted to say so bad, I’ll be doing a whole lot better if I could get that dick up outcha, but she kept her thoughts to herself.
“Y’all missed a nigga?”
“Boy, please, not at all.”
“Tracy, speak for yourself,” Rebecca said. “Hell yeah, I missed you.”
Sevyn smiled turned around and walked into his office and sat behind his desk. Rebecca had a thing for Sevyn. Rebecca was a stallion with her big ass, big tits, cute face, and slim waist. She turned heads and stopped traffic everywhere she went. Rebecca had a man, but they were separated. When it came to Sevyn, she didn’t give a damn about her man. The reality is, Tracy missed Sevyn and Sevyn knew it.
“Girl, all Sevyn got to do is give me a chance, and I’ll put this pussy on him and have him calling for the lord.”
“Bitch, you is crazy. Rebecca, is you coming to the cookout next week. If so, who are you inviting?” Tracy changed the subject. She got tired of Rebecca talking about Sevyn.
She was jealous because she liked Sevyn, but Sevyn only looked at her as a best friend, nothing more, nothing less.
“I’m inviting my best friend, Tara. She has an 11:00 a.m. appointment. You’ll get a chance to meet her.”
While the ladies were talking, Sevyn shot by. But before he could walk out the door, Tracy asked, “Are you coming back?”
“Yeah, later on,” he replied.
Time had flown by, and before you knew it, it was Saturday and smoke filled the air from the barbecue. Rebecca saw her best friend had pulled up and parked, so she went to meet her. When the two approached each other, they greeted and embraced each other and then headed back over to Tracy.
“Hey, Tracy, this is my best friend Tara and, Tara, this is my friend and coworker Tracy.”
“Nice to meet you, Tracy.”
“Nice to meet you also, Tara,” replied.
Tara talked the entire time Rebecca was doing her hair. Tracy just listened as Tara bragged about the car she drove and how much money she had and how she didn’t take a shit from no nigga. Tracy made a mental note to stay from around this bitch. She just moved back to Savannah and is already getting on my nerves.
Later that evening, the shop was empty. Sevyn walked in and started talking to Tracy. “Yo, Lady T, wazzup?”
“Nothing much, Sevyn. Long time no see.”
“I know, right? I have been so busy. So, Tracy, how’s the new job coming along?”
“It’s goin’ great. Thanks for putting me on.”
Sevyn looked up and said, “Anytime, Lady T. You know I got you.”
“I know. Hey, Sevyn, my family is having a cookout next week. Maybe you can roll with me if you’re not busy.”
Sevyn replied, “Sounds like a plan, best friend.”
One week later
“Yo, Tracy, this cookout is jumping.”
“I know, right?”
Just as Sevyn was about to say something, he spotted the prettiest girl God had ever made. “Aye, Tracy, hold that thought for one second.”
“Here you go again, always chasing a pretty face and fat azz.”
Sevyn turned around with the biggest smile on his face and yelled out, “Hater!”
As Sevyn approached the young lady, first thing he noticed was
