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Chapters (51)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Acknowledgments
  4. Part One
  5. 1
  6. 2
  7. 3
  8. 4
  9. 5
  10. 6
  11. 7
  12. 8
  13. 9
  14. 10
  15. 11
  16. 12
  17. 13
  18. 14
  19. 15
  20. 16
  21. Part Two
  22. 17
  23. 18
  24. 19
  25. 20
  26. 21
  27. 22
  28. 23
  29. 24
  30. 25
  31. 26
  32. Part Three
  33. 27
  34. 28
  35. 29
  36. 30
  37. 31
  38. 32
  39. 33
  40. 34
  41. 35
  42. 36
  43. 37
  44. 38
  45. 39
  46. 40
  47. 41
  48. Sometimes It Goes Down Like That
  49. Also by K’wan
  50. About the Author
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“I’ll just bet,” she said, turning her head so he wouldn’t see the tears rimming her eyes. “You thought you were gonna come in here, hit it, and tell your little greaseball-ass friends how you’ve just added freak-ass Yoshi to your list of hits. You niggaz fucking disgust me.”

“Look at me,” he said, placing a hand on her shoulder. When she still didn’t turn around, he stepped around to her line of vision. “Yoshi, I ain’t like these niggaz,” he said seriously. “I mean … yeah, I dig you, but not because you strip, sell ass, or whatever it is you do in the club. That shit don’t mean nothing to me. I dig you because I think you’re fly.”

Tears flowed freely down her cheeks as she listened to Jah speak. She wanted to believe him, but there was no way a guy so young could be so deep, especially one as feared as Jah. His eyes held a seriousness that she had never seen in him before. Yoshi tried to turn away, but he held her fast. Though she was angry, Jah’s strong hands soothed her a bit. He leaned in as if he was going to kiss her and she didn’t stop him. Her mouth opened of its own accord to receive him, but it was not her lips he was aiming for. Tenderly, Jah kissed the tears away from her cheeks.

“Stop,” she whispered, but leaned in closer to him. Everywhere Jah’s lips touched sent a tingle through Yoshi. At that moment Jah ceased to be that little boy who Yoshi had watched toss firecrackers into Chinese restaurants and became a man, a man who wanted her. Not out of lust, but out of need. A need that she, too, had felt somewhere in the bowels of her womanhood. With a euphoric sigh, she gave herself to Jah.

23

Rhonda awoke to the sun shining through a dingy window, attempting to blind her. Her body was numb, but she was very aware of the fact that she was in pain. When she tried to lift her head, it felt like someone had clubbed her with a rubber mallet. Running her tongue along her teeth, she could taste the remnants of something she didn’t want to identify. Rhonda stretched and when she yawned, she almost wretched at the taste of her own breath. It had truly been one hell of a night.