Page 85 of He Thugged Me First

She giggled. “You can put some air in it and no I didn’t.” She sounded bashful which made me lift my head and look at her.

When I laid eyes on her, I realized that maybe it wasn’t her that kept us going until the wee hours of the morning. The way her scrubs fit had a nigga in trance. “They ain’t got no biggersize? You walking around that fucking hospital thicker than a motherfucker.”

Again she laughed. “Yes, but these aren’t that tight and you know it. I don’t even get why you insist on being you.”

“That’s all I can be, baby. What time do you get off today?”

“It depends. I have a few call off today and a budget meeting.” She shrugged her shoulders while securing her earrings in her ears. “What about you? Will you be here tonight?”

“Can’t, I have Mel. But I’d like for you to have your ass in my bed whatever time you get off.”

She smiled. “And what about my bed?”

“What about it? Imma have it together before you get home, but yeen sl?—”

“Mazzier, the reason I moved my grandmother here was so she wouldn’t be alone so much.”

I laughed at her obliviousness. “Baby girl, Dolly has never been alone. Yeen noticed Mr. Jameson helping her move in? Shit, he’s just as old as her but he tried to carry a few boxes for her.” I laughed.

“Yeah but that’s her fr… Ew! No, she’s too old for?—”

“That’s her business and yeen finna say what she’s too old for.” I laughed my ass off. It made me think about when I first put it together, I was around the wrong motherfuckers though. Kasair was ready to go beat the old man’s ass while Quari and I couldn’t help but giggle at it.

“What do you mean she?—”

“Gauze. You’ll meet me in my house tonight?” I asked.

She mugged me momentarily. “Fine, but I’m not cooking a damn thing.”

“Did I ask you to?” I stood and got up, walking into the washroom connected to her bedroom. I went into the pantry that I knew she put together last night and grabbed a washcloth and toothbrush. Gauze was a neat freak like that, she made sureeverything was in its specific place and shit. I stood in the mirror brushing my teeth, when I heard a phone ringing in the other room.

“Your phone is ringing." She appeared in the doorway holding my phone before she sat it down on the counter.

“Who is it?” I asked, while still brushing my teeth.

“I don’t know, I’m not looking at your phone.” She responded by giving me the stank face.

“And why the fuck not? Imma look at ya shit.” I mugged her momentarily. “Now answer the phone, Gayze.

She looked up at me bashfully, before back down at my phone. Finally her stubborn ass reached down, flipped it over and answered it, putting it on speaker. I saw from the contact that it was Mecca. She was requesting to FaceTime.

“Mazzier, we’re having a last-minute dinner at Quari and Love’s house. You should stop by with ya lonely ho ass. I know for a fact Gayze still ain’t fucking with you and she has every right.” Mecca was talking shit and looking everywhere but at the damn phone.

Gayze giggled, causing Mecca to look at the phone.

“Woah really? You gave him a second chance and he doesn't have a black eye or nothing? Did you even pinch him, Gayze?”

Gauze laughed. “Nope, he?—”

“Got ya dickmatized. I peep.” My sister shook her head. “Good then that means you’ll be at dinner tonight too.” She smiled.

“Nah we got plans tonight.” I answered before Gauze could speak. I meant that shit too. I gave Gauze those eyes before continuing to take care of my hygiene.

“What is that? Gayze don’t want you all up on her. She needs air too, ole irritating smothering ass.” Mecca rolled her eyes and screwed up her face.

“She gets enough air, you just worry about carrying my niece or nephew and let me worry about what’s in or on Gauze.” I looked over at her and winked. I had slipped the in part in there.

“Ew! Too much information, but please do come. I’m gonna pick Mel up today because she’s gonna run some errands with me, so don’t worry about her. Please come. Now I have to call you later, Kasair is calling.”

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