Natalie said over the phone in a bragging tone. “All of what?” Anya glanced at the bedside clock and it was only seven in the morning. “What are you talking about Natalie, and why are up so early?” “Haven’t been to sleep yet. Last night was the bomb. I sucked two of those niggas off in the back of the VIP, and then partied with them later at the Radisson Hotel. I’m still here, chilling in the suite and killing the wet bar.” “You fucked Sergio’s boys?” “Sure did. All of ’em except Majid and the two that left with you and Sergio.” She went quiet. “Did you party with them?” “Of course not. How can you brag about letting those guys run a train on you?” “They didn’t run anything on me that I didn’t want to happen.” “Why would you play yourself like that?” “Girl, you don’t know anything about the game.” “School me.” “The way to a man’s heart is not his stomach; it’s his dick. And Majid told me if I took care of his boys, he’d take care of me.”
