Josie: Okay, I’ll see you soon.
“Women,” I said then grabbed a t-shirt and jacket, picking up my motorcycle helmet and
keys.
“Be safe, Kash,” Cicely yelled from the kitchen.
“Always, CiCi!”
I shut the door, headed toward the elevator, and hit the button. A few seconds later, the
door was stopped by a hand, and I looked up, noticing it was Malik Pierce.
“Kash,” Malik said.
“Malik.”
He stood off to the left side of the elevator, and I leaned on the right when the doors
closed, and silence resonated in the closed space.
“Stay away from my sister,” Malik muttered.
“I’m sorry?”
“Ari, stay away from her,” Malik said when the elevator stopped in the lobby.
“She’s an adult, Malik.” He stepped off first and turned toward me at my last comment.
“That’s my little sister. She may ap
