by Ivory B.
Halfway through the night Lucky and the girls found themselves chillin amongst the fella’s. “Oh this is my shit!” Mika screamed when she heard that old Trey Songz and Fabolous song ‘Say Ahh’ come on. Mika and Ty hopped up on top of the long table on one end and started shaking up. Ty reached out for Lucky and within seconds Lucky was up on the table as well. The girls were dancing all up on each other causing niggaz to stop, look, but not stare for fear of being considered disrespectful. Initially, Los was going to snatch Lucky’s little ass up from the table but then he reasoned with himself to just cool out and let her do her. That jealous streak within had him about to act out of character. He didn’t like niggaz sneaking longing glances at his wife and shifting uncomfortably because they were low-key catching hard-on’s, but Lucky was having some innocent fun.
Keema threw her hands up in the air doing a little two step in her seat egging her girls on. She would’ve been right up there with them had she not been in her condition. Jah looked up at the girls with Lucky in front of Ty and Ty dancing up on Lucky and Mika dancing up on Ty. He shook his head. “I could never understand how chicks can dance with one another like that. I wish I nigga would,” Jah said. The table burst out into laughter. “Oh baby please, we dance with each other because we know we can’t dance with no one else, it’s all in fun,” Keema said waving Jah off. Lucky stepped off the table fanning herself falling into Los’ lap with uncontrollable giggles she was definitely tipsy.
The bottle girls came back to the table for what seemed the thousandth time with bottles on sparklers. One waitress had a tray filled with mixed drinks and looked confused as to who the drinks belonged to. “Ma all that fruity shit goes on that end of the table,” Jah said trying to help the girl figure out who the drinks belonged to. “Coconut Ciroc?” the waitress asked. “That’s Lucky!” Mika and Ty sang in unison. Lucky held out her hand and looked at the drink funny. “Uhh I asked for pineapple juice with it,” she said politely. “Oh, okay I’ll be right back with a pitcher of that,” the waitress said. “Wait Luck you ain’t about to drink pineapple juice wit Coconut Ciroc is you? Yoo it already go down Coconut Ciroc is sweet enough,” Jah said with a smile on his face looking truly intrigued. Lucky shook her head. “Unh, unh it’s too strong, it’s better with pineapple juice,” Lucky said in disagreement. “Too strong? What the…” Jah couldn’t even finish, he didn’t have to the entire table burst out into laughter. Lucky hugged Los around his neck playfully hiding her face away from the laughter. “Lucky a straight up light weight,” Mika taunted. Mika could talk shit because she was known to drink some niggaz under the table. “C’mon Lady Luck we gon get you twisted tonight,” Mika challenged.” “Yeah c’mon Luck see if you can keep up with us big girls, shots, shots, shots, shots” Ty chanted. Lucky was about to turn down the challenge until she looked over at Los. “You know what hoe’s I got my Hubby with me tonight, he gon hold me down if I get too faded so okay what y’all really talkin bout.” “Awe shit!” Mika screamed and the entire table egged Lucky on.
“Shots of Patron,” Nice offered. “Shots of Patron and you won’t know how you got home!” The girls sang in unison. “Or who you went home wit,” Keema added. All the women burst out into hard laughter as if they were laughing at some unsaid secret. “Fuck is that supposed to mean?” Jah asked the green eyed monster showing in him broadly. Keema laughed “Ohh baby it’s just an inside joke, stop it.” She eased him by placing a tender kiss on his cheek. “Shots of Tequila ladies!” Mika suggested not wanting to really mess with anything as strong as Patron. Lucky grabbed her shot glass full of Tequila a piece of lime and a small salt shaker.
In a last second decision Lucky decided to take a body shot off of Los, but she did it her way. She turned Los’ neck licking it sensually to make sure the salt she sprinkled would stick, then she sprinkled salt on his neck licking it away right before downing the shot of liquor. She then squeezed the lime over Los’ neck and hurriedly captured the dripping juice with her mouth sucking the sour juice from his neck. After wincing at the bitter taste she cupped both sides of Los’ face bringing his lips to hers and kissed him long and hard. His mouth was the relief she needed from the bitter taste in her mouth. Los’ dick sprang to attention under Lucky’s ass. What the fuck? Los thought to himself. Lucky felt that hard steel under her and not that shit he was holding on his waist. Lucky giggled placing her face into the soft warm spot between his head and shoulder. Everyone looked on at them in adoration. “Lucky follow it up with a drink mama it makes it go down smoother,” Ty suggested laughing at Lucky hiding in Los’ neck. Ty knew Lucky’s stomach had to be on fire from the liquor. Lucky reached over the table and grabbed the Sex on the Beach drink sipping it from the straw.
“A’ight Luck let’s go! Another shot mama we gon take a shot to you gettin into law school undercover nerd!” Ty said holding up another shot of Tequila. “Hell yeah and take a shot for my nigga Rel!” Nice added everyone whooped and hollered to that. No one could still figure out who would do the Lil Homie Rel like that. “Now I’ll take a shot to that,” Lucky agreed. Once again Lucky took another body shot off of Los this time causing him to let go a discreet moan while they kissed. He was ready to take Lucky home at that very moment and he knew the sex would be crazy cause Lucky was feeling it. She was right at the point where sex was freaky as hell when a chick wasn’t drunk just feeling nice. Lucky took one more shot of Tequila following it up with another mixed drink. She knew she should’ve stopped then but Ty and Mika challenged her to one last shot of Henny. She threw the last shot of Henny down her throat without taking a body shot off of Los this time. It only took a few minutes for her to feel that Henny in her system and she knew she was officially toasted. Lucky quickly threw in the towel she knew she couldn’t take one more shot of anything. Ty hung in there for one last kamikaze shot and surrendered as well. She knew she couldn’t out drink Mika and for some reason her tolerance was a little lower than usual. Usually Ty could take a few more shots but tonight she couldn’t. Lucky held onto Carlos with her head on his shoulder as she tried to will the room from spinning. One look at his baby and Los already knew she was done for. No fucking tonight, Lucky was going to have to sleep some of that alcohol off.
The show was over so everyone that was sitting at the table dispersed little by little all except Los who remained sitting with Lucky on his lap hugging him around his neck. Ty shot up to go to the bathroom when she suddenly had the urge to pee. On her way to the bathroom she was hit with a sharp pain in her midsection that had her grabbing the wall for support. Just when she thought she was going to kiss the ground she felt familiar strong arms wrap around her from behind supporting her weight. “Ma you alright?” Nice asked with concern. Nice was a few feet away talking to his Manz from New York when he spotted Ty looking a little wobbly on her legs. He stepped off from his boy not even excusing himself from the conversation to check on Ty and apparently it was a good thing he had. Ty closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his knowing she was in good hands. She never knew how Nice always managed to be there when she needed him most. “Whew! Baby I’m okay, I just had a lil dizzy spell” Ty tried to assure him as he pinned her up against the wall behind her so that she could catch her bearings. Ty purposefully didn’t mention that sharp pain she felt in her stomach because she knew Nice would be all up in arms with worry. He cupped her face with his hands and looked into her face. “Pebbles you done for and we about to call it a night, a’ight?” “Okay,” Ty pouted then bit her bottom lip leaning forward and placing a passionate peck kiss on his lips. He almost laughed because Ty had no idea how much she looked like Ky pouting like that. “Umm Bam Bam we gonna go home and make the bed rock? You know we got the whole house to ourselves tonight.” “Haha real cute ma but something tells me you’ll be out before we get home.” “Whateva what you tryna say I can’t handle my liquor and you too,” Ty challenged. Nice took note of Ty in the dress he bought her, ass and thighs on swole. He leaned in for a kiss and Ty was jus
t about to kiss him when something caught her eye. Nice could tell immediately that something was wrong when her facial expression changed. Her smile was replaced by a look of unease. Nice turned around and Bam his eyes landed on Shasona who was burning a hateful hole through the both of them staring up from the first floor level of the club. Everyone knew by now that Nice and Ty were in a relationship and had been for a while now. Shasona knew this too but actually seeing them together all loved up was a whole different story; it added that extra dose of insult to injury.
To Shasona Ty had gone against the grain, there was no excuse for what Ty was doing right now. Nona had voiced her opinion about Nice and Ty’s relationship to anyone who would listen so she was quite sure Ty already knew her stance on the whole situation. Ty started towards Shasona to try and talk their differences out but first and foremost to apologize. She understood how her relationship with Nice could’ve hurt Nona but Ty couldn’t help who she loved. In her inebriated state she thought if she could explain to Nona that she and Nice were really and truly in love that maybe Nona would be on loves side for once and if not okay their relationship at least accept it. Ty couldn’t understand why Nona was so upset anyways, when she herself told Lucky that with Nice it was all about the money, a come up opportunity to get paper out of a nigga, a few shopping sprees, and possibly a seed to get child support. Ty had never told Nice what Shasona said because at the end of the day Nona was still her cousin. Plus Ty knew she didn’t have to tell Nice anything about Nona he wasn’t slow. She knew he could see Nona for what she really was and that’s exactly why he treated her accordingly.
Nice knew what it was from the jump with Nona. A man of his caliber ran through bitches like Nona like Drano in clogged pipes. Nona played her part and he played his. Nice was never the stingy type he would break a chick off with a couple of G’s, get his dick wet out of the deal, and then it would be on to the next one. If a man was lucky enough and didn’t fall under the spell of good pussy he could walk away from chicks like Nona with no strings attached. It was only when Niggaz thought solely with their heads down below that they ended up supporting one of them scheming, thirsty, hoes for 18 plus years in child support like Nice was currently doing with Mia.
Nice grabbed Ty around her waist pulling her back preventing her from going downstairs and attempting to talk it out with her cousin. Ty wasn’t thinking straight, it wasn’t hard to tell this had the propensity to get real ugly. Ty already had one too many and Nona was obviously drinking because she was nursing a drink in one hand. “Pebbles, nah not tonight,” Nice said in a stern tone. “Baby I just wanna talk to my cousin,” Ty pleaded with emotion in her voice. Nice noticed Ty’s eyes getting misty she was getting overly emotional and he knew it was the alcohol further supporting his decision on not letting her go down there. Ty look at me,” Nice said taking Ty by the chin gently with his thumb and forefinger causing her to break her stare down with Nona and focus on his concerned eyes. “Let cooler heads prevail baby girl, you been drinkin she been drinkin, you can tell by the way she looking she ain’t in the mood for talking. I’m not about to have you out here on no bum shit fighting and getting ya face all scratched up, that shit ain’t a good look, a’ight?” Ty shook her head hesitantly in agreement still feeling as if she were making a mistake in not trying to talk this out. Nice sealed his comment with a tender kiss on Ty’s forehead then a sensual kiss on her lips. Nona watched on seething, jealousy flowing through her veins like blood. What both of them didn’t know is that they had added fuel to an already burning inferno.
Jah was swaying back and forth to a slow jam with Keema in his arms. Keema considered herself damn fortunate that she had a husband that could deal with her pregnancy woes and all her hormonal mood swings. She knew he was probably hoping she would be good to him and let him have some of that pregnant gushy and he was in luck. She was going to hook him up tonight. “Baby what do you think about the name Jahzera for our lil Princess?” Keema asked. Jah smiled. “It got her Daddy’s name in it so you know I love it.” Keema smiled, “There you have it then Auntie Lucky has named our baby.” Jah pulled Keema even closer “Damn Meema you got me on ten,” he whispered in her ear. “Umm well hurry up and take me home so I can put it on you, and you can put me and baby to sleep,” Keema whispered back. That was like music to Jah’s ears. A promise of getting that good, good and he ain’t have to beg for it, he was ready to go. The couple did their rounds wishing everyone a good and safe night before they left.
Ty and Nice followed suit and left a little while after Jah and Keema. Still Lucky remained sitting on the couch feeling like her legs weighed a tone. She was past ready to go but Carlos was acting like he was Mayor of the damn town talking to the guest of honor. Lucky decided to call it a night as well, all of her peoples had already left except for Mika who was dancing all up on some nameless guy.
“So yeah son I’m happy you home, you good on that bread tip right?” Los asked. “Oh hell yeah for sure,” Blacka said happily. He could hardly believe that when he stepped from behind them gates his net worth would be what it was today. For every deal that was made while he did his time Los saved a percentage for him and that shit was more than honorable. “Good I’m happy cause now it’s time for ya ass to get to work,” “Damn, a nigga don’t get to lay up with some pussy for awhile first?” Blacka asked jokingly. “Oh yeah, damn I kinda forgot that shit wasn’t readily available for you behind bars,” Los said jokingly. “Ayo between you and me I bust down some of them ugly, burly ass looking C.O.’s while I was down so I got pussy.” Los frowned as if he tasted something sour. “Don’t judge me nigga, it is what it is. When you locked down pussy is pussy. And them C.O. bitches are straight predators, they wanna work up in a prison so they can get dick from niggaz they would otherwise not have a chance wit in the free world.” Los was in stitches. “Blacka you coulda kept that shit to ya’self I’m traumatized visualizing you fuckin a chick that look like Stan the Man,” Los joked. “Fuck you Los,” Blacka said through laughter. “But yo what you need me to do?” “Big Homie prep these Youngins to be on some Boss shit, right now I’m tryin to fade to black, be obscure in the game nah mean? Me and Nice planning to fall back and let Jah and Real step up.” Blacka understood exactly what Los wanted him to do. “So you tryna give all this up?” Blacka asked with slight panic. “Nah, just fall back a little bit. Lay up with wifey have a kid maybe two; free myself up so I can make power moves that'll benefit the whole team feel me? “Right, right I got you, but damn you throwing a big job at a nigga as soon as he hit the bricks. Them lil ADHD niggaz got more goon in em right now than boss.” “Yup and that’s where you come in,” Los said. Just then both men dropped their convo when two dudes from Jersey they knew approached to welcome Blacka home.
“C’mon I’m ready to go,” Lucky said cutting right into the men’s conversation by wrapping her arms around Los’ neck and burying her face into the crook of his neck. Carlos wrapped his arm around Lucky and whispered in her ear. “Ma hold up, in a few,” he said right before kissing her on the temple. “Umm, umm everybody already left. I wanna go home,” Lucky whined. “C’mon Daddy bring me home so you can beat, beat, beat it up,” Lucky sang in a drunk whisper, which really wasn’t a whisper at all. Los chuckled, “Y’all see what I’m dealing wit,” Los said pointing to Lucky as she clung to him. His boys laughed in response. “A’ight I’ma get up with y’all later,” Los said dapping them out before preparing to leave. He summoned one of the men from his team to scoop up Tamika and bring her home. Mika threw a fit at first not wanting her party to end. “Unh, unh nigga don’t be manhandling me!” She snapped on one of Los’ goons who in response scooped her little feisty ass up and carried her out of the club to bring her home safely. Los whistled and summoned over two females who seemed to be just lying in wait. One was a light skinned beauty, while the other was a chocolate queen. “Ayo Black!” Los waved his manz over who was busy talking to the two dudes standing next to him. Blacka walked over and was
immediately entranced by the two women standing in front of Los, he kept his eyes glued to them as he dapped out Los. Los saw his man gawking and that was a good thing, “Welcome home mah nigga,” Los said through a chuckle. “Yeah welcome home handsome, now how about we bring in your homecoming properly,” the dark skinned chick said taking ahold of his hand shooting him a seductive smile. Blacka’s stare down with chocolate deluxe was interrupted when Los smacked him in the chest playfully with a box of magnums “Ayo strap up, these bitches is like bloodhounds they can smell money from miles away. Be easy old man don’t OD on that pussy.” Los whispered in Black’s ear with a tinge of humor in his voice. “Los this shit straight though? These bitches ain’t gon try to get a nigga out the club and line me up right?” “What?! Hell nah nigga I set that up, you good.” “Now that’s what’s up, you still that nigga,” Blacka commented while letting the thick redbone take his other hand and lead him towards the exit. Los laughed to himself while ushering Lucky who was so out of it she missed the entire conversation between him and Blacka.
Los had to end up carrying Lucky down the stairs of the VIP area to their awaiting rented Phantom outside. For all the talk of sex Lucky was out like a light as soon as they got into the vehicle. When they got home Los had to carry Lucky to bed and undress her. He looked down at her and shook his head his baby had really outdone herself tonight. While she slept peacefully sleep wouldn’t come that easy for Los as it hadn’t since the day Lucky told him about her childhood. It was as if she’d purged all of her hurt and damage onto him and he was still trying to figure out a way to deal with it himself.
