A Player Remade (Sequel to A Player in the Remaking)

Chapter Thirty Eight

"Damn, man. I can't believe you're about to have sex with my sister." Jacob said, sipping on a beer.

"I know man, me too. I would've thought she would've wanted to wait a little longer."

"Well I guess it gets boring a little while after being the only virgin in the group," He chuckled. "Just don't hurt my sister man. Just love her and protect her."

"I got you. I won't do no wrong, Jacob. I already fucked up enough."

"And don't be having no damn babies either. Don't be silly, wrap your willy nigga."

I busted out laughing. "Nigga you have no chill!"

"I'm serious, at least wait until her ass is out of college."

"As much as I love your sister and wanted her to have my kids, I think we can wait a few years."

"Good."

We went back to playing 2k and drinking some beers. Mama already said she didn't mind watching Lani for the night so I was good. Jacob's nasty ass was going over Darshay's house later on so he could get some ass too. I swear, ever since Darshay been pregnant these niggas stay having sex. Every time you call a nigga you be hearing panting in the background. It's nasty just nasty.

"Daddy daddy!" Lani yelled, running into my arms.

"Yes, baby?" I asked.

"I love you!"

"What did you do?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

She pulled my hand and dragged me up the staircase and into my room. "Surprise!" She yelled.

"What the-"

My whole room was covered in glitter and shit. Keke must've helped her ass because she couldn't have done this all by herself. Man, these kids were bad as hell.

"Do you like it?" Lani asked.

I sighed. "Of course I do, baby. It's beautiful."

I didn't feel like cleaning all this shit up now so I just left my room like that. Where they bad asses even get glitter from!?

"Don't worry, bro," Christy said, walking in and patting me on the back. "I'll clean up the mess for you. I didn't take them serious when they said they were gonna give your room a makeover."

I chuckled. "Of course you didn't. I'll be back tomorrow, I'm going over Brielle's house."

"Alright, tell her hello for me."

I quickly packed a bag and headed to my car. I said bye to Mama Dukes and left. I was excited as hell for tonight. Like damn, I haven't had any sex since Lani was born. Three years, three fucking years.

"Baby!" Brielle yelled, jumping into my arms. "I missed you."

"I missed your muffin head too." I said, walking in her house.

She chuckled and mushed my head. "Bitch."

"Excuse me?" I questioned.

"Nothing, baby! Want me to take your bag upstairs?" She asked, acting all innocent.

"That's what I thought." I said, hanging my Nike bag over to her.

I followed her upstairs and couldn't help but stare at her ass. She was wearing them tight ass leggings that hugged her ass just right. I slapped it and ran before she could hit me.

"Chresanto!" She yelled, chasing me down the staircase.

"Yes, babycakes?"

"That hurt!" She slapped my arm. I laughed because it wasn't even close to hurting.