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right. `Cause he's a cutie."
    "Whateva. Let me get myself together `cause I been running round all day. I'll see you tonight."
    When I hung up with Inga, I just rolled my eyes. Inga was my girl, but she always got so caught up in nigga's way before they started feeling her. I could tell by the sound of her voice that she was already feeling Ritchie, and knowing him, he was just looking for a big butt to bust a nut in.
    Of course Nico and I arrived first and on time for our reservation at the Harlem Grill. The hostess led us to a table in the back. After our second drink, Ritchie and Inga came walking in the spot like they were on time. I knew it wasn't Inga's fault, but because she had a big Kool-Aid smile on her face from being so happy to be with Ritchie, she was guilty by association.
    "What took ya so long?" I asked just to fuck with Ritchie.
    "The traffic on the bridge was backed up." Inga said, already trying to come to the defense of her clown-ass date.
    "Oh, it was moving fine when we were coming across."
    "What ya want to drink?" Nico said, trying to keep the peace. For the rest of the dinner Nico and Ritchie talked, and me and Inga engaged in our own conversation. After finishing up there Nico took us to this DL spot called Zip Code.
    Nico had to do a special knock just to gain entrance. He said it was an exclusive lounge for the top-notch hustlers. We stayed for a couple of hours poppin' bottles and listening to music. I stepped away for a few minutes to use the bathroom, and when I came back, Ritchie's hand was damn near inside Inga's coochie. She was giggling, and he was whispering in her ear. Right when I was about to tell them to get a room, Ritchie said they was breaking out. I gave Inga a hug goodbye and told her to call me.
    "I had a good time tonight," Nico said as he drove us home. "We should all hang out more often."
    "Baby, do you really think we should be making longterm dinner dates with those two? I mean how long can their relationship actually last?"
    "Ritchie seemed like he was really feeling her."
    "Yeah, feeling up her ass."
    "Stop it. I'm just saying they seem to enjoy one another. It's cool. Inga's your best friend and Ritchie's mine. We have a nice little family thing going on."
    I secretly hoped that Ritchie was so bad in bed Inga would kick him to the curb before anything started. As far as I was concerned, Ritchie was bad news, and I didn't want him in no family of mine.
    "Let me ask you something, Nico."
    "Go right ahead."
    "You don't ever feel like Ritchie just riding yo' dick and not bringing nothing to the table? He always got some shit to pop about how you need to do this and how you need to handle your business like that, but it's all dead noise. That shit don't bother you, `cause it sure as hell gets on my nerve."
    "Precious, you too hard on Ritchie. Sometimes a cat has to throw his weight around a little bit in order to feel like a man, but it's harmless. Ritchie might have his shortcomings, but the reason why I keep him by my side is because he's loyal. With the game I'm in, that's a character flaw. These niggas out here ain't got no loyalty to nobody, but Ritchie got my front and my back." Then Nico turned and looked at me with a smirk on his face and said, "Listen here. I'm like a dog, I don't speak, but I understand everything. Ritchie is good people, trust me."
    I sat there in the passenger seat, just nodding my head. The conversation was a lost cause. Nico was dead set on his opinion of Ritchie, which was disappointing to me. I always viewed Nico as a dude that was beyond reproach when it came to his street savvy. But if he honestly believed that Ritchie was a loyal dude, then he had the game all fucked up.
    The following afternoon Inga called me, sounding like she was on her honeymoon. "Girl, that nigga Ritchie can fuck. He just left here like an hour ago."
    "Where was yo' moms at when all that fucking was jumping off?"
    "She went to Philly this weekend to visit her sister, so

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