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wouldn’t have that problem, you fuckin’ one-minute man,” she tossed back.
    Everyone in the kitchen began to laugh and hoot from her comment, including her husband.
    “Look, why don’t you have Zita take care of it?” suggested Basilio.
    “No, Dre and Aldo want to keep her out of it. She’s like a free agent. We only call on her when needed,” explained his father.
    The handsome man with just a touch of grey at his temples shook his leg as he pondered. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Brayden.
    “What would you do?” he asked.
    Brayden ran his hands through his hair. He knew that his father was asking for his advice, not because he was so smart, but because he was neutral. He had used his uncles’ illegal money to start his first company when he was still in high school. He knew that they were using his business to clean their money, and he was fine with it. However, he put a stop to it as soon as he had grown his business to the point that he didn’t need their financial support. Even still, his brother and Carlos were still allowing shady things to go on in their companies, which meant they were still tied to the family business.
    “To be honest, I wouldn’t do anything right now. Let Andreas oversee her area,” he responded.
    “You mean, like a mentor?” asked his father, a bit surprised at his answer.
    “Yeah, like that. Tell her that she needs to listen to him or she’ll be removed. She could either be a damn puppet or be dead. Besides, this is a bad time for Andreas to be taking over Wanda’s turf and pissing off the other Dons because he’s gotten too powerful. Calico is having issues already with her pregnancy, and it’s close to the holidays. Why add to that stress?” he explained.
    Words of agreement went up after his reply was received.
    “That is true,” his mother chimed in. She shut off the pot and walked over to the large table they were all sitting around. “I don’t want nothing happening to that baby. Speaking of which,” she paused and leaned forward to spill her cup of tea. “I heard that Beau has a pretty little black girl, too.”
    “Well, damn,” cried Basilio, tossing up his hands. “What the hell is going on? Everybody going black,” he smiled, stealing a quick glimpse at Brayden.
    Ah, here it comes, he thought to himself.
    “You want to know why? It’s because those women are fuckin’ fierce when it comes to their men. You ain’t gonna fuck over a black woman’s man; even if the bastard is no good, she’ll fight for him while he’s screwing her ass over. They’re loyal. Hell, I dated a few before I got with your mother,” admitted their father.
    “So, they were good enough to date, but not to marry,” teased Carlos, elbowing Basilio in the ribs.
    “It wasn’t that. It was because they were fuckin’ crazy,” cried his uncle.
    “And Ma isn’t crazy,” laughed Brayden.
    “Well, she hid her crazy until afte r I married her. By that time, it was too late for me. I was already in love,” his father answered, smiling up into the face of his blushing wife.
    “Anyway, he’s coming here to visit her in two weeks, before Christmas, since her family lives here too…and Andreas is coming with Calico. I think they both need to get away for a bit,” she grinned happily. “I can’t wait to have everybody over and to have Calico here so I can rub on her fat belly,” she said, rubbing her hands together with glee.
    “I’ll let you rub my belly, and anywhere else later tonight,” her husband teased as he drew her between his legs.
    She rolled her eyes and pulled away. She turned and walked back to the stove.
    “You need to find yourself a pretty black girl, Bray. Shit at this point, she could be pink with green polka dots,” she remarked.
    “Who’s to say he don’t already have one,” smirked Carlos.
    Brayden glared at him from across the table. The mood in the entire room shifted as all eyes fell upon him. All the laughter along with the relaxed