Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
“Because you are the most awkward person I know when it comes to relationships. Half the time you never even realize they are trying to ask you out.”
“What? People never ask me out.”
“They do. You just always change the conversation to guns. Which scares most guys away.” Boris chuckled. “And now King David and Giorgio are going to try and get you out of your shell. This is going to be entertaining.”
“It will not.” I looked back at the road.
Several women strolled along the road, wearing skimpy outfits and smoking cigarettes.
“Shit. I won’t lie, Blue. It’s already entertaining to me.” Maxwell took a puff of his blunt. Thick lines of smoke left his nostrils and filled the car.
I lowered the window.
Maxwell smirked. “Yo, Boris. Did you see how David looked in the meeting when Louis said Blue had to put on clothes?”
Boris’s laughter rose in the car.
I blushed. “Giorgio was overexaggerating. I had on a towel.”
“Towel?” Maxwell blew out more smoke. “Shit. David is still going to beat Giorgio’s ass for that.”
“But I was covered with the towel.”
“It’s a Dick Thang, Blue. David got to at least choke Giorgio now.” Maxwell handed me the blunt. “You’re going to need this.”
Sighing, I grabbed it. “So. . .teach me about managing.”
“And you are getting advice from Maxwell?” Boris laughed some more.
“Fuck you, Boris.” Maxwell put up his middle finger. “I’ve got mad knowledge on this. You should have seen me in Harlem. I had tons of chicks on my dick. It was a carousel of beautiful women—all shapes, ages, and sizes. And not one cat fight or lie. They knew about each other.”
“Teach me how to do that.” I placed the blunt to my lips and inhaled a mouthful of smoke. It was hard to not cough. Exhaling, I shook my head. My eyes watered.
“First thing you have to do, Blue, is tell each guy that you aren’t seeking an exclusive relationship.”
I coughed a little and then cleared my throat. “Would it really be that easy?”
“Either they are down, or they are not. It is what it is. They don’t proceed like you want them to, then point to the fucking road,” Maxwell continued. “Frankly, you need time to see their competitive instincts anyway. Last thing you want to do is give the pussy to a punk ass motherfucker.”
Boris snorted.
I reached my hand to the back, giving the blunt to Boris. “Since everything is so funny to you. What is your advice, Boris?”
Boris grabbed the blunt. “Find out who the third person is. That is more important than trying to manage David and Giorgio.”
“It does not even have to be a big mystery.” I scowled at Maxwell. “Will you tell me who it is?”
“Man, I’m out of that shit.” Maxwell waved me away. “Look at Boris smoking. Usually, he is trying to be the top boy scout and shit.”
“After spending time with the French,” Boris coughed. “I have learned to enjoy myself as much as possible. You just never know when a bullet can take you away.”
“Exactly, Boris.” Maxwell nodded. “Loosen the fuck up.”
I frowned. “Please, tell me.”
“You know who it is. You’re just not taking the time to put it together.” Maxwell tapped the side of his head. “Figure it out, Blue.”
I shook my head.
“Anyway, when you fuck with more than one person, you have to get your scheduling together. Decide in your mind which one will get odd days and which one will get even ones—”
“Giorgio should get the odd days.” Boris leaned forward and handed the blunt back to Maxwell.
“Good point, Boris. He’s an odd dude, so odd days.” Maxwell bobbed his head. “Next, you have to think about how your other relationships may be impacted by fucking with two dudes.”
I quirked my brows. “Like. . .the Brotherhood’s thoughts on my dating a Pansy?”
“Exactly. May want to keep that shit secret around the Lion.”
I sighed. “He already said that he was Team David.”
“See. That’s just Em being in his head. She’s all about teams. She used to do that shit with my chicks. Certain ones she was a cheerleader for. Others she side-eyed.” Maxwell inhaled his blunt and then exhaled. “Don’t listen to the Lion. He’s going to support his boy the whole time.”
I gritted my teeth.
“Anyway. . .back to management. . .you don’t need to just manage their dicks, but their minds and your time.”
“Manage their minds?”
“They will both have different needs. You can’t treat each one the same. Plus, you’ll also have to organize your time and energy when showing them love.”
I ran my fingers through my hair. “This is a lot.”
“Eh, fucking with more than one lover is not for the weak, baby.” Maxwell handed me the blunt. “Either you’re about that life or you die trying.”
I took the blunt and got one last puff.
“Now this is the worst one.” He held up one finger. “You will have to decide what you’ll do if you encounter one lover while spending time with the other.”