of girl you’re supposed to keep around. What the fuck wrong with you?”
Dinero shook his head. “Nah, I don’t want to fuck around with her. I don’t like the way she be making me feel.”
“You like her, don’t you?” Big asked amused.
“Hell nah,” Dinero lied.
Kiyan smirked. “Nah, nigga, you like her for real. And the fact that her pussy was A-1 was the icing on the cake. Asia has turned my brother out!” he laughed as he shook hands with Big.
“Man, hell nah. I ain't fallin’ for any of these bitches in the Mil.”
“Except for Asia ,” Big teased.
“Look, ain't nothing wrong with getting a chick that’s down for you. Eventually, you gon’ want somebody to come home to,” Kiyan said.
Dinero twisted his face. “No, I’m not, bro,” he argued.
Kiyan waved his hand at him. “Whatever.”
Big looked at his watch and noticed that it was almost time for him to meet Tara. He had asked her if they could meet so they could talk, and she’d surprisingly agreed. Big was preparing to come at Tara in a different way other than yelling at her. He wanted them to really talk like two mature adults so he would be able to see his daughter without a hassle.
“Aye, I gotta go meet Tara soon. I’ll get up with y’all later,” Big announced and gave his brothers a handshake.
“You got your pistol with you?” Dinero joked.
Big laughed. “I don’t think I’ll need it tonight.”
“ Shiiit ! With Tara, you should have a warehouse of weapons with you,” Kiyan kidded.
“That’s true, but I’m trying to talk to her on some chill shit. If I call y’all to come bail me out, then you'll know how the talk went,” Big joked.
Big walked out and got inside of his car. Since he was near Bayshore Mall, he decided to meet Tara at Devon’s Seafood and Steak Restaurant. He parked and got out. Big walked inside and was seated right away. He alerted the hostess that he was expecting a guest. After ten minutes of waiting, Tara finally strolled in dressed casually in a white v-neck shirt and ripped jeans. The hostess escorted her to the table where Big sat quietly. He looked at her intently, trying to figure out what kind of mood she was in. She sat with a blank look on her face as she looked at the menu.
“So I brought you here so we can talk and maybe settle our differences,” Big said, breaking the silence.
Tara looked up and him and sighed. She really wasn’t looking forward to meeting Big, but she didn’t want to pass up an opportunity to spend time with him alone..
“What differences do we have? You hate me and I don’t understand why. I gave birth to your daughter and you treat me like shit,” she calmly said.
Big looked at her like she was crazy, but he quickly straightened his face. He’d promised himself that he wouldn’t let Tara bring him to anger.
“So do you think that keeping Zaria away from me is right?”
Tara crossed her arms. “Yes, especially when you do shit that I don’t like such as having a bitch that I don’t even know around my kid. Do you think that shit was right?”
“Aye, calm down,” Big said calmly. “If I had let you meet Aimee first , would that have honestly made you feel better?”
Tara sat in thought for a moment. “No, because I still wouldn’t have like that hoe. How come it’s so easy for you to move on? Why won’t you work on our family again?”
“What family? You broke up our family, not me.”
Tears began to form in Tara eyes as Big brought up her cheating act. “No, you broke us up when you were texting another female!” she yelled.
Big looked around and noticed that a couple of patrons were looking at them. “Aye, calm your ass down for real,” he warned her.
Tara grabbed the napkin and wiped away a tear. “Why don’t you want me anymore? I told you I was sorry.”
Big sat back in his seat and sighed. He was tired of Tara bringing up the same old shit. Being in a relationship with Tara was