“True.”
“Titan and I did some research before we loaned him the money to make sure he was good for it. And he was, but everything having to do with the company is in Nick’s name.”
“Well, that makes sense. Nick came from money.” His dad was a billionaire. So was his grandfather. That oil money goes a long way. “What about Wilton?” He was raised by a single mother and grew up in Section 8 housing. He got a scholarship for football, and that’s where he met Nick York. They became best friends, and after graduation, they started a company together. Of course, Nick backed the entire thing. “You could blackmail him … The company …”
“I don’t want that company.” He waves me off. “York’s a good man. From what I remember anyway. Wilton signed that he would repay what he borrowed, so I will hold him personally responsible to pay that back.”
“Am I interrupting?”
I look up to see my wife standing next to me. Her hands on her hips of her white wedding dress. It’s strapless and form fitting down to her knees where it flares out. I heard Jasmine call it a mermaid style dress. I don’t give a fuck what kind it is; she looks absolutely beautiful in it. And I can’t wait to get her out of it.
I scoot my chair back and pat my thigh, gesturing her to have a seat.
She plops down and looks across at Bones. “You don’t look happy.”
He shakes his head and throws back what’s in his glass before standing and walking over to the bar for more.
“Everything okay?” She looks down at me.
“Of course.” I wrap my arms around her small waist.
She lays her head on my shoulder, and I look across the ballroom to where Bones stands next to Titan. Haven’s mom has moved on to talk with Jasmine, who keeps running her hands through her hair like it’s tangled. My eyes go back to the Kings. Bones leans forward and says something to Titan, and he pulls away with a nod. Then they both start to head back over to our table with full drinks.
“Hey …” Haven sits up and turns to face me. “Can we go to Italy?” Her amber eyes dart around really quickly, and her voice drops. “To see Mia. I really want to spend some time with her. Get to know her better. She is family now.”
I cup her face. “Whatever you want.” Then I lean forward, placing a soft kiss to her lips.
She pats my chest. “I love you.”
Gently gripping her chin, I lean in and kiss her painted red lips softly. “I love you too, Haven.”
“Gross. Take it to a room,” Titan says, sitting back down in his seat.
She looks over at him and smiles. “I can’t wait to watch a King fall.” Then she gets up and walks off.
He laughs at that like it was funny as Bones shakes his head. They start to fill me in on their current situation with George Wilton, but I tune them out.
Leaning back, I watch my wife sit down at the bridal table, and her mom takes my seat next to her. Jasmine leans over the table, and her mouth is running a mile a minute as she tells them a story about something that involves her boobs because she keeps gesturing to them.
I smile and take a drink from my glass. Haven Nicole Knowles belongs to me. Forever. Till death do us part. Which in the life I live, could very well be tomorrow.
THE END