A Trap King's Wife 1 by Jahquel J. Page A

little rough,” She flirted back.
                  Tiara held her hands over her mouth, to keep from snorting. “Okay, I had enough. Where are we going?” She said through tears.
                  “I have something planned. After you,” I opened the door and she got in, and Maddie followed.
                  Maddie and John sat at the other end of the limo talking and acting if they knew each other their whole lives. I touched her small manicured hand and kissed it. She blushed and looked out the window.
                  “I’m glad you were able to let me take you out,” I smiled, and kissed her hand, again.
                  “I figured you could pay me back from all my food you ate,” She sarcastically stated.
                  “Oh, word. You using me?”
                  “Something like that. Who’s Larry Bird?” She got more comfortable and faced me.
                  “That’s who I am in the streets,” I explained, in so much detail.
                  “Ohhh, okay I got it. So why are you telling me? How you know I’m not a cop?”
                  “Something tells me I can trust you,” I smirked.
                  “Oh really,”
                  “Yeah. You ready to enjoy yourself?”
                  “I guess so,” She sounded unsure.
                  “Yeah, you’re ready.” I scooted closet to her and rolled the window down slightly. The car got dark as we rode through the Holland tunnel. This felt so right to me.
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                  We had sat and had dinner at this Italian restaurant in Atlantic City called, il capriccio. Both Tiara and Maddie were impressed and loved the food. Since it was in a casino, Maddie wanted to hit a couple tables, and John had no problem letting her gamble his money away. While they went to hit any and every table, me and Tiara sat at the slot machines with our drinks. She had already won three hundred dollars, which she insisted I cash in. I handed her more money and she continued to win more money.
                  “I’m having a good time with you ma’,” I spoke up.
                  She stopped messing with the machine and looked at me. “Aw, so am I. I’ve never did any of this before. It’s so new to me.” She revealed.
                  “I can open you up to a whole word of things you never done before. Tell me about you, Tiara?”
                  “I don’t know what to tell you. I’m quiet, sometimes. I like to have fun and I hate drama. I would rather be in the house than at a party, and I love reading. Since having my daughters last month it has been mostly about them.” She rambled on.
                  “I see that, they’re beautiful. You not with your baby father, why?”  I continued to question her.
                  “Nope, it’s not the fact that he has ten years, either. If he was faithful and didn’t cheat on me with numerous chicks, I would have waited the ten with him. I would even marry him, like he’s hounding me to do. The fact that he couldn’t keep his dick in only me is what kills me. How do I know he don’t have them same bitches that was at his court date visiting him too?” She vented and pulled the lever extra hard.
                  “Damn he had his shorties’ at the court date too? Shit, wrong move,” I whistled. That nigga was dumb as shit. If he had this Diamond at home, it was no reason to fuck with dimes.  Didn’t he know Diamonds were worth more than dimes?
                  “Yep, and my ass still stayed and went to every appearance, pregnant as hell. Taking three buses and all.