Page 61 of Another Constant

Now that made me laugh because I knew my best friend like the back of my hand. She was true to her word. I had gotten plenty of calls from her letting me know she’d busted either her baby daddy’s or whatever boyfriend at the time windows.

My brother stayed for a little longer while I prepared to leave with Caya. She and I left my spot about ten minutes later headed to get our nails done. Instead of driving, we walked since the shop was less than five minutes from mine.

“So, Rennix…” she started as soon as we were seated in the chairs being passed our mimosas.

“What about him?” I felt my phone vibrate in my lap.

“He’s fine as hell and a ho. Can’t do it.” She shook her head, which had me laughing.

“How do you know that?” While waiting for her answer, I checked my message and saw I had a text from Kinga.

Kinga:When you coming home?

Couldn’t help but laugh at his mention of home.

Me:Home??

Kinga:Hell yeah.

Me:Hmm

Kinga:Don’t send me that shit. Tf?

Kinga:Home is me.

I smiled at his last message, feeling all warm and flowy inside. Hell yeah I was trying to get home ASAP.

Me:Soon af.

“Bitch, did you hear me? You’re over there grinning and shit, talking to your man while I’m tryna get my lil time in with you and tell you my woes.”

I laughed and pressed the side button on my phone to sleep it. “My bad, what’s up?”

“I said I know he’s a ho because he owns a damn strip club and the bitches be smiling in his face. I can’t fool with that man, Harlem. I’ll end up making him use that new business insurance ’cause I’m liable to burn that shit down.”

I couldn’t hold my laughter because she was dead ass serious.

“Well I guess it’s good you have some self-control.”

“Uhh… hello. I’m noting the red flags and staying the hell away from them. My therapist helped me see I was running toward those flags, because even though Charlie is and was a good father, the way he dealt with women is why I think those damn flags are okay.”

I nodded. “It’s not like I haven’t been telling you this already.”

“Yes you have but I had to come to the realization on my own. I also realize whatever man is for me will be for me and not just some red flag I’m attracted to at that moment.”

Her words made sense, so much sense, and I was extremely happy for her. Only problem was I found myself wondering if I had rushed into things with Kinga. There was seeing where this goes and already going where this was going. There I was, overthinking again, when honestly I should’ve just been going with my heart. Kinga hadn’t given me any reason not to, not a red flag in sight. In turn, I had every intention of giving him and me the chance we deserved instead of carrying around trauma from my past relationship. What was funny was I knew for a fact Kinga wasn’t going for it, even if I tried to hold back. With us, we didn’t have to talk about it, because what was understood didn’t need to be discussed.

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“Why yeen pregnant yet? I be nutting all up in the pussy.” Kinga’s handsome face contorted into confusion. “I drain the whole nut in you.”

I nearly choked on the bread our waitress had sat down at our table, glaring at him then looking around to make sure the old woman at the table beside us hadn’t heard him. “Kinga.”

“What? I’m asking a question. You know how many girls tried to trap me in the past? I never slipped up but with you I’m slipping and sliding. I don’t even wear rubbers anymore.”

I couldn’t hide the annoyance I felt by him mentioning past women. “I hadn’t realized we were trying.”

“I mean… not intentionally, but shit happens, right? And neither of us has done anything to prevent it.”

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