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  Queen Hustlaz Part 2

  Falicia Love

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  Acknowledgments

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-one

  Chapter Twenty-two

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  Queen Hustlaz Part 2 Copyright © 2018 Falicia Love

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  ISBN: 978-1-6228-6655-7

  eISBN: 978-1-6228-6656-4

  First Trade Paperback Printing May 2018

  This is a work of fiction. Any references or similarities to actual events, real people, living or dead, or to real locales are intended to give the novel a sense of reality. Any similarity in other names, characters, places, and incidents is entirely coincidental.

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  Dedication

  I dedicate this novel first to my lovely daughter, Miss Candise Love! You are all the inspiration a mother needs to keep going. I love you, baby!

  To my fam facing time behind the fence, y’all know I love you all and I pray every day that you guys find some sort of peace with y’all situation: Travis Love, Derek Love, Willie Moore, Tino Love, Toby Love, and Uncle Ronnie Love.

  To my family and friends who have passed away: Benny Love Jr., my son, li’l Nate Herbin Jr., Nathaniel D. Herbin, Mortrice Marley, Elijah Carroway, and “Rick Rick Moore.” You will never be forgotten!

  Acknowledgments

  First and foremost, thank God for allowing me to complete my first Urban series.

  Thanks to my family: Shirley Love, Valerie Love, Barney Jr. Love, Selina Miles, my wonderful nieces, nephews, and cousins for standing behind me on this project. I love each of you for being who you are.

  Meldamion Huguley aka Damion King: thanks for being supportive. We still grinding, dude. Love you!

  Ebony Rone and Jasper Thaxton: You both are a part of the family, and I got to shout you two out.

  Okay, now for the readers: Tina Baker (cuzzz), Sherry Boose, Denise Relerford, La’Shan Michele, Kendra Huskey, Viola King, Jane Penella, Joan Brooks, Carol King, A’karies My World, Katanya Williams, Redgirl Pettrie, Pamela Ward, Joan Brooks and Carol Mustipher, and everyone else who has supported me.

  To My RWP fam: I thank each one of you for all the team support. We are fam no matter what.

  Racquel Williams, you are the best! Thanks a lot for giving me this opportunity.

  All right, y’all, I’m done. Hope you enjoy this finale!

  Prologue

  Jeryca Mebane was faced with a decision to make. She was ready to venture out on her own, feeling like Dana and Stephanie were holding her back. Orlando had shown her that he was going to be there for her and she needed that in her life. All the things that she had been learning and seeing from Dana, Stephanie, and Brittany lately she didn’t want to be a part of any longer, and she was definitely going to find her way completely out. After seeing Brenda in the hospital, she knew that Dana’s time was coming near.

  Dana was fighting to make sense out of everything. She had mixed feelings about the fact that she had killed Farrah, and guilt was in her heart. But she knew she couldn’t let the guilt get to her, as she had plans of taking everybody down. She felt that her friends weren’t really down with her like they said they were, and she was going to have to watch them close. As the old saying goes, “Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.” Frienemies were what she called them.

  * * *

  Recap

  Friday morning, Dana went to work and walked into Brittany’s office. “Have you talked to Orlando or Zack today?”

  “Yeah, they called me about thirty minutes ago, checking in as usual. Why? What’s up?” Brittany asked.

  “Girl, I guess I’m just paranoid about the whole Debra situation,” Dana answered.

  “You still on that? I told you I would handle the situation, but we don’t need any unnecessary attention drawn to us. We are running a law firm that is well-established, and I don’t need any unwanted or unnecessary scrutiny from the law. You know just like I do that a lot of things I do aren’t one hundred percent legit, so feel how you want to feel, but I’m not going to move recklessly because you want me to!” Brittany snapped.

  “You know what, Brittany? I never thought you would show a shady side. Now where was all that talk when things got out of control with Farrah? You were praising me for that, but when it’s your turn to fix shit, you find every excuse why you can’t! Tell me, why is that?” Dana asked angrily.

  “I don’t have to explain shit. I just said what I had to say, Dana, and if you can’t comprehend the truth that isn’t my fault. Just like it isn’t my fault that you been running around town half damn cocked. Yeah, I praised you for doing what you been doing, but, girl, you can’t keep trying to do things to jeopardize what we got going on,” Brittany said, getting agitated.

  “Whatever, Brittany! I think I am going to leave early today. I’m suddenly feeling sick,” Dana replied.

  Brittany looked at Dana long and hard, and without batting an eye, she said, “Suck it up. There’s work that needs to be done. Get out your fucking feelings and complete those files that are on your desk. Our clients don’t pay us big money to get sick out of the blue and put they shit to the side. If that’s a problem, Dana, I can find someone else to do your work for you permanently. It’s nothing personal, but I have a business to run, little girl.”

  Dana felt like she wanted to cry. Brittany had never spoken to her in that tone, and she was deeply affected by that. Dana shook her head. “I got it.”

  “Good. Now, please trust me a little bit, Dana. I know what I’m doing,” Brittany said.

  Dana walked out of Brittany’s office and didn’t say a word. Brittany stared at the door for a few seconds after Dana left.

  “Baby girl might become a problem,” she muttered to herself. Brittany picked up the phone and called the one person she assumed could talk to Dana.

  Dana sat down at her desk, angry and hurt. She felt that betrayal was all around her. She needed to get away and quick. She needed the money from the robbery they pulled on Thad, and then she was going to bounce. She had decided to tell Zack and Brittany that she was out of the next robbery. She felt that she couldn’t trust them and she wasn’t going to set herself up for failure.

  She sighed and pulled a file from her drawer to begin doing an analysis of the case. After fifteen minutes, her phone rang. “Holmes, Howell and Fuller Associates.”

  “Hey, it’s Zack. What’s up, Dana?” he asked.

  “Hey,
Zack, how are you doing?” Dana asked, frowning. She didn’t know why he was calling her on the office phone rather than on her cell.

  “Shit, nothing. I just talked to Britt and was wondering if we could meet somewhere later and talk,” he replied.

  Dana laughed and shook her head. “Wow, you too. This is too much for me.”

  “Hold up. It ain’t no ‘you too.’ First of all, I just wanted to check to make sure you are good. So you can kill the attitude!” Zack retorted.

  “You know what? First of all,” Dana mimicked, “you have never called my office phone, so that makes you suspect in my book, and second of all, don’t ever speak to me in that damn tone. Y’all got shit twisted!”

  Zack laughed. “I’m not even going to respond, Dana. Can we meet or not?” he asked again.

  “Maybe tomorrow. I’m busy tonight,” Dana answered. She wasn’t busy, but she wasn’t going to meet him anywhere. She had to gather her thoughts and find a way for her to win without any of them.

  “All right, Dana. Look, I don’t know what’s going on with you, but please chill out with the extra drama,” Zack said.

  “I hear you. I got to go,” Dana said and hung up. Dana was heated. She wanted to cuss Brittany out for calling Zack, but she refrained from doing it.

  She worked on her case file until noon and decided to call Stephanie up. She needed a night out. She hadn’t talked to her since they had words about Stephanie and Jeryca fighting. They talked for an hour and decided that they would meet at the Oasis to get a few drinks.

  * * *

  Stephanie asked Robin to join them, and she happily agreed. Stephanie and Robin decided to go out to dinner before they met Dana at the club. They discussed things they each wanted to do before they died.

  “Bae, I want to go to Hawaii. I want to put on a grass skirt and dance barefoot in the sand,” Robin said, staring off into space.

  Stephanie could see by the look in her eyes when she talked about it how important it was to Robin to go to Hawaii. “I’m going to make it happen for you, Robin. If I don’t do anything else, I’m taking you to Hawaii,” Stephanie said.

  Robin smiled at Stephanie and took a sip of her wine. “Babe, I believe you. Are you ready to go to the Oasis?”

  “You don’t believe me, but I’m serious. We are going to go and soon,” Stephanie said as she stood up and laid a tip on the table.

  Robin knew that Stephanie was serious, but she didn’t want her to feel as if she had to do it.

  After they paid the bill, they left and headed to the Oasis. When they got there, Dana hadn’t arrived, so they grabbed a table and ordered a few drinks. Stephanie was enjoying herself until her eyes landed on Chris.

  “Shit, what the hell is he doing here?” she half whispered to herself. He was smiling at her and Robin didn’t miss the look exchanged between the two.

  “Bae, who is that?” Robin asked, already knowing the answer.

  Stephanie looked at her and muttered, “That’s Chris.”

  “Well, I will say you got great taste in women as well as men.” Robin laughed as she leaned over and kissed Stephanie.

  A few minutes later Chris was making his way to Stephanie’s table. “How are you doing, Stephanie?” he asked.

  I’m good, Chris. How are you?” she replied.

  “I’m good. You still looking good, Stephanie,” he said, smiling.

  “This is my baby, Robin. Robin, this is my ex, Chris,” Stephanie replied, ignoring Chris’s last comment.

  “How are you? Damn, you are a sexy li’l thang also. I’d love to buy you two ladies a drink,” Chris drawled.

  “Thank you, and yes, you can buy us a drink,” Robin answered before Stephanie could refuse.

  “All right, what do you want?” Chris asked.

  “I want a Tom Collins,” Robin said, smiling.

  “I don’t want anything, thanks,” Stephanie replied.

  “Come on, Steph, don’t be like that. I’m just trying to be a nice guy,” Chris said.

  “I’m good, Chris. I got a drink right here,” Stephanie replied.

  “All right, maybe later,” he said as he walked to the bar to get Robin’s drink.

  Stephanie looked at Robin and grabbed her hand roughly. “Bae, you can’t play with a man like Chris. I see it in your face, all the flirting and shit. Don’t do that.”

  “It’s harmless, Steph,” Robin laughed, using the nickname Chris used for her.

  “To you it’s harmless, but to him, it’s something else. Please just listen to me on this,” Stephanie said.

  When Chris returned, Thad and Toby accompanied him. “Hey, lady, long time no see,” Thad said.

  “Yeah, it’s been a while. How is the family?” Stephanie asked. She wasn’t feeling the whole situation at all. She didn’t want to see them at all. She knew that they were after the people who robbed them, and she didn’t want to set off the wrong vibe.

  “Everyone is good. Sorry to hear about Farrah. We been meaning to go by Shirley’s house to check on Travis, but for some reason, we just haven’t made it,” Toby said, smiling at Robin.

  Stephanie noticed the look and immediately introduced her. “This is my girlfriend, Robin. Robin, this is Thad and Toby.”

  Everyone talked for a few minutes longer, but then they were interrupted by Dana. “Well, ain’t this cozy.”

  “Hey, come on and have a seat,” Stephanie said quickly.

  Dana sat down and looked at Thad long and hard, without cracking one smile. She didn’t speak to any of the guys at the table, period.

  Chris excused himself, along with Thad and Toby, but not before Thad broke the silence between him and Dana. “Dana, you’re looking gorgeous as ever. By the way, have you heard from Keith lately? He seems to have disappeared with some things that belong to me.”

  “I haven’t heard from Keith in a while. Enjoy your night, fellows,” Dana replied, before turning her attention to Robin. “How are you doing, Ms. Robin?”

  Once the men were gone, Dana looked at Stephanie. “What the fuck did they want?”

  “Shit, Chris came over first, and before we knew it, we were surrounded by their asses,” Stephanie answered.

  “Well, anyway, I’ma go get me a drink. I’ll be right back, okay?” Dana replied. She stood up and walked to the bar.

  When she returned, she sat down, and the ladies talked about several things. They were enjoying the atmosphere in the Oasis. They had drunk several drinks, so one girl after the other had to take a bathroom break. When Robin stood up for the third time and excused herself from the table to go to the restroom, Chris, who had been checking the ladies’ table out all night, followed her to the bathroom door. He blocked her entrance and smiled. “Stephanie got her a fine-ass chick.”

  “She sure does, and I got me a fine-ass female as well, and I plan on keeping her,” Robin stated flatly.

  “Listen, I’m not trying to stop what y’all got going on, but I need to talk with Steph, one-on-one. Do you think that will be possible?” he asked.

  Robin laughed. “When pigs fly!” she answered.

  “Shit, I can make that happen, baby girl,” he replied.

  “Listen, I got to go in here and piss, and get back to my baby. So unless there is anything else you want, move,” Robin demanded.

  “All right, all right. Don’t get so defensive. Look, here is my number. Call me and let’s chat about it,” Chris said as he wrote his number down on a napkin and placed it in her pocket.

  Robin rolled her eyes and pushed past him into the restroom. After she finished, she stood looking in the mirror and then at the number Chris handed her. She didn’t know why she wasn’t throwing it away, because she knew deep down that she was playing with fire.

  She returned to the table, and the ladies danced and enjoyed the rest of their night, without any further interruptions from Chris or his crew.

  * * *

  Saturday morning, Stephanie lay in bed, thinking about Chris. She couldn’t believe
that he cornered her in the bathroom at the Oasis last night, and attempted to fondle her and kiss her. She’d fought him off and walked quickly back to the table where Dana and Robin were waiting. She didn’t tell Robin what had happened, but she wanted to. The kiss that Chris had planted on her left her lips—both sets—tingling. She loved Robin, but she ached for Chris.

  She shook her head as if she were trying to shake the thought of Chris from her head.

  “Hey, bae, I’m ’bout to head on to work, okay? I love you,” Robin said as she leaned down to give Stephanie a kiss.

  Stephanie grabbed Robin’s face to prolong the kiss. “You got to go now? I know you got a few minutes to spare.”

  “Bae, I got twenty minutes to get to work so, no, I don’t have spare time. I’ll see you tonight.” Robin laughed as she walked out the door.

  “Oh, well. I got to do something. I’m horny,” she said quietly. She searched the drawer, pulled out her vibrator, put lubrication on it, and lay back. She climaxed twice with Chris on her mind.

  * * *

  Robin arrived at work and started counting out medication. She was amazed at how Chris and Dana were acting last night. At first, she had an issue with him calling her, but for some reason, she found herself sexually attracted to him. Although she wasn’t going to give Stephanie up to him, she was definitely game for sharing her with him. She wanted a threesome, and if he could fuck as good as he looked, it could be a regular occurrence. She figured she would run that idea by Stephanie when she clocked out for lunch.

  The morning seemed to creep by, and she couldn’t wait to call Stephanie. Once she clocked out, she called Stephanie and got no answer. She tried a second time and still got no answer. She pulled the number out from her wallet and dialed Chris up.

  “Yeah, who is this?” he asked.

  “This is Robin. You haven’t by any chance seen Stephanie?” she asked, holding her breath, hoping he would say no.

  “Maybe I have, maybe I haven’t. You can come see for yourself if you like,” he moaned.