IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES Book 2

Chapter 33

****Aug and Sneak in m/m. Also added a link to Aug's pitch to XXL. ****

AMBER P.O.V. –

“Why are you shaking?”

“Cause I’m nervous.”

“Well calm down. It ain’t that serious.”  August and I were sitting at a medium rectangular metal table, waiting for the guards to bring Sneak to the visitation area.  

“I’m trying. I just… I know how important this is to you and I don’t…I do…” I wiped the tears that were forming in my eyes. “I don’t want to disappoint you.”

“Stop that shit fareal. We not putting pressure on you, but if there’s a chance you can get him out we want to take it. And you one of the top fucking defense attorneys ever. If anybody can do it , you can. So chill.” He grabbed my head, laid it on his chest and kissed my forehead. “Sneak ain’t no Smoke. He was one of the people telling me, I was being too hard on you when we broke up.”

He let me go, and I nodded my head. Clearing any remaining tears that were around my eyes.

The door opened, and a dark skinned man with dreads appeared in an orange jumpsuit. The guards stood by the door as he walked to the table.

“Wahhhhnnnnn!” He said out loud with his hands cuffing his mouth to amplify the sound.

Aug stood up with a big grin and imitated him. “Wahhhhnnnnn!”

They did a brotherly hug and walked over to the table.

“You lookin’ good bruh.” Sneak said as he sat down.

“You do too. Considering.” Aug looked around.

“Jail can’t stop my pretty.” Sneak said in his thick Nola accent and laughed. He turned his attention to me.

“This my girl.” Aug introduced him to me.

“Ey, you interned with the PD office out here?”

“Yeah.” I was surprised he knew that.

“You don’t remember me?” Sneak gave a cheesy smile.

“Nah, I don’t.” I laughed slightly at his silly smile.

“Y’all know each other?” August looked at us.

“I don’t remember.” I said.

“Yeah you do. I was 15, they got me on some weed charge. And you gave me this whole speech about how I need to get my life together. Because this is how they get black men, yada, yada, yada. And I said, I’ll listen when you become a real lawyer. And you threw your papers at me.”

“Corey?” I asked.

“Yeah. I knew you remembered.”

“Sorry about that. But you were getting on my damn nerve, being combative.”

“Young and dumb man. Young and dumb. Didn’t want to listen to nobody. Your words stuck with me though.”

“I’m glad they could help.”

“And now you with my dawg. How da hell his skinny ass get so lucky?”

“Don’t play me bruh.” Aug interrupted

“And y’all got a little girl?”

“Yeah.” Me and Aug said together.

“That’s good man. That’s good.” He said sincerely happy for Aug, but I could see the sadness in his eyes.