sometimes I think you got it better. You got three kids, man. You got a wife to wake up to and go to bed with at night. Ain’t no bitch in this state worth losing all that.”
“I don’t wanna give up my life,” Luke retorted. “Never said that. Why you gotta take it there? What’s wrong with me getting some skins while we’re here and continuing my so-called perfect life when we get home?”
Jovan shrugged. “Nothing. Dad thought it wasn’t nothing wrong with it, either.”
“Man, goddamn ,” Luke said with a sneer. “Why you gotta bring that shit up?”
“Jesse the one brought it up. He said Morris might catch a bullet, if Viv caught him fucking around.”
“He was just talking, Jovan. But you’re serious. I don’t want you jinxing me.”
Jovan had to laugh at that. “You think I’m jinxing you?”
“Yeah, man. That’s like, I’m fixing to get in the car, and you say, ‘ I hope you don’t get in a wreck and die .’ You don’t do that shit. Ain’t cool, man.”
Jovan put an arm around his neck. “I don’t wanna jinx you, bro. Just trying to keep you straight.”
Luke continued to sulk, while Jovan wondered why he needed a reminder about their father. Lamar Crist was a good man, overall, but like anyone he had his share of flaws. Adultery was the one he struggled with the most, and it was also the cause of his death fifteen years ago.
After three years of living as his side-chick, Lamar’s mistress suffered a great bout of depression. Lamar didn’t realize how far she’d declined mentally until it was too late. She shot him while he slept and then turned the gun on herself. Jovan’s mother didn’t know about the affair until the police gave her the grisly details.
After losing their father in such a cruel manner and watching their mother cope with the betrayal, Jovan developed a renewed respect for the holiest of unions. He thought his brother was on the same page, but less than two years after Luke’s marriage, his eyes began to wander.
Jovan wished he could say his brother was merely window-shopping, but he knew Luke had taken the full plunge more than a few times. Thankfully, Cathy was still unaware of his infidelities.
“Hey, boys! Y’all looking for some company?”
They turned and saw two voluptuous vixens standing shoulder to shoulder; one white, one black. Jovan thought the white girl was cuter, while her friend had a better figure. Either way, they couldn’t have showed up at a worse time.
“Shit, hell yeah!” Luke’s smile was ear to ear, his eyes as big as quarters.
He was a tall man with light brown skin, strong facial features and a remarkable resemblance to his big brother. Luke chose to keep his hair cut short, whereas Jovan wore his long.
“What are y’all getting into?” the blonde asked. She wore a halter top and mini-skirt. The only thing missing was a sash across her chest with the word “ HOOKER ” printed on it.
“Y’all got a room here?” her ebony friend inquired. She was dressed more conservatively in black, stretch pants, but her occupational status was clear as well. She had enough cleavage exposed to lose a whole wallet in it.
Jovan thought they were both delectable, but chocolate had always been his favorite.
“Yeah, we got a room upstairs,” Luke announced. “Y’all wanna see it?”
Jovan chuckled inwardly. He knew where this was going, but Luke seemed oblivious.
“Yeah, we wanna go with you, daddy,” the black girl said. “You want both of us, or you wanna pick?”
Luke couldn’t stop himself from salivating. He had hit the jackpot.
“Man, both of y’all can come! We can have a party.”
The girls smiled flirtatiously, and then the blonde dropped the bomb. “You can have us all night for two thousand.”
Luke’s eyes grew even larger, while Jovan stifled a chuckle.
“ Two thousand ? Are you serious?”
“It’ll be half that,