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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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“You gotta pardon my dude. Sometimes he doesn’t know what to say out of his mouth,” Jay said in his best pimp voice.

“Well, you need to check him,” Reese said.

Jay took another deep swig and rocked a bit. “Pay that nigga no mind. What I’m trying to find out is what’s popping for the night?”

“I couldn’t tell you. I’ve got plans of my own.”

“You think you could include me and my niggaz in your plan?” Jay asked, putting his arms around Pain and Lex, who were eyeing Reese like fresh meat.

“Nah, I’m good.” Reese turned away from them to hide her nervousness.

Jay took her slight as a green light to go in for the kill. “I know you’re good. That was probably the best pussy I had in a long time, and that’s why I’m trying to let my niggaz see what that’s about.”

“No the fuck you didn’t.” Rhonda got in his face. “Don’t be coming over here trying to disrespect my homegirl.”

“Shit, she did that on her own,” Pain said and snickered.

“What?” Rhonda spun on him.

“She ain’t tell you she blazed the whole Big Dawg squad?” Pain fell out laughing at his own “joke.”

Reese felt like her whole body had caved in on itself. Everyone who had been listening was shocked, except for Pain and Jay, who were doubled over with laughter. The very thing she had been trying to keep on the low ended up coming out because a drunk nigga didn’t know how to hold his tongue.

“Reese, is this nigga telling the truth?” Rhonda asked seriously.

“Rhonda, I…”

“Man, it ain’t even go like that. Shorty ain’t fuck the whole Big Dawg,” Jay cut in. For the briefest of moments, Reese thought that Jay might have a shred of decency in him and had come up with a clever lie to save her reputation. Hearing his next words, that thought flew out the window. “She just fucked me, Don B., Rob, Cool, and Liza,” he said, smirking.

“Oh shit, that’s the chick y’all ran a train on?” True asked, shocked.

“Yo, heard shorty give it up,” Pain said mockingly.

With a feral shriek, Reese charged Pain. The man was caught totally off guard when her nails raked down the side of his face. Reflexively, Pain hooked Reese in the gut, folding her. He went to move in for the kill, but Jay and Lex grabbed him.

“Be easy, my nigga. You can’t be beating on no female,” Lex said.

“Bitch, is you crazy? I’ll leave your ass out here!” Pain raged, trying to break the hold they had on his arms.

“Dawg, you tripping,” True snapped at Pain, helping Reese up off the floor.