Page 58 of For the Love of City
“Told you she was a fucking brat.”
He watched her leave before turning back over and pulling me into his body before sucking on my exposed nipple. He maneuvered my legs around him under the sheet and laid his head on my chest.
I couldn’t help but laugh because he was really getting comfortable when this girl had just told him to get his ass moving. I shifted but he squeezed himself around me to keep me still.
“I mean I knew that from a distance but seeing it play out is crazy. Especially when it’s directed at me. I can’t believe she knew. Like I wonder for how long?”
“Don’t worry, she gone tell your ass I’m sure. You act like she’s dumb and trust me she gone rub in your face just how much she been playing around with you for however long it’s been.”
I looked down at his head to see if he was serious but his eyes were closed like he was really going back to sleep. Him not having a care in the world about Lyric’s attitude or her knowing about us had me back in my feelings.
“Damn, now I wonder if she knew from jump because her subliminals have not been that quiet.”
“Probably knew for a minute. But now that it’s out, you feel better yet?”
“Hell no, I feel worse.”
He lifted his head and I could see his aggravation at my words. “Worse? How that happen, P?”
“Because I been doing all this trying to protect her feelings, put ours to the back not wanting to mess shit up and it was fornothing. Time wasted and I’m sure I hurt your feelings. That shit was pointless.”
His face was blank for a second before he gave me a nod of agreement before lying back down on my chest. “Yeah, you right.”
I tried to push him up from me but he just held onto me tighter. “Hold up. You not gone try to make me feel better?”
“Hell nah. You hurtmyheart, remember? Had me out here sneaking and shit like I ain’t damn near middle-aged. But you want me to make you feel better? Over a fucked up situation you created cause you wanted to hide us? Nahhh, baby girl you know me better than that.”
“Aye, if y’all gone have y’all’s first lover’s quarrel or some shit I can leave. We got too much shit to do today!” Her voice carried from the bottom floor and I knew her ass was down there, tapping her damn watch like we were holding her up. She had an entire car that she used to get over here but still needed to micromanage us.
“Is she really hollering at us through the house and shit? Like who even does that?”
“I keep trying to tell you that’s that brat behavior. You know her as your client, your down ass homegirl and the one who will snap on a nigga. I know the lil girl so secure in her place in my life she can act like I ain’t raise her right. She gone keep doing that shit til you get your ass up and get moving.”
He was talking like he wasn’t the reason why I couldn’t move as it was. Every flinch of my body and he was keeping me in place beneath him.
I laid back, still trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. “I can’t even believe it.”
“Believe it. She ain’t tell you about a time she threw water on a chick I had over cause she overstayed her welcome and made us late to church one morning? Talking bout ‘all overnight guestsneed to be gone before the princess of the castle wakes up’. Mind you, we was bout to go to church and she was acting like that.”
“So you warning me that’s what I have to look forward to?”
“Nah, you lucky. She loves ya ass. That’s why I wasn’t worried about it. She loves you. More past client and friend relationship. Y’all were already locked in. Shit with us just makes it official. Tried to tell you to stop worrying, Pretty P, but you ain’t listen.” He sounded so smug but there wasn’t shit I could say to refute how he was feeling.
“How many moreI told you so’swill I have to endure, City?” He kept his eyes closed like none of this situation bothered him.
“Shit, at least a year’s worth. I’m not even gone hold you.”
“You dead ass about that shit.”
“I look like I’m joking? Got me hiding where my dick and my heart have made their home like I’m a lil ass boy. Fuck I have to do that for? You lucky I ain’t out your ass. Let this summer have gone by without you saying shit. I had already talked to Parker’s ol’ hopelessly devoted ass into putting us on the fucking kiss cam or announcing that shit at halftime. Big assPorsha will you marry meon the screen.” He held one hand up like he was pointing toward the Jumbotron in theDesperadosstadium.
I was giggling but I could tell he already had this shit planned out. “You’re crazy.”
He nodded in agreement like my assessment was not only accurate but he enjoyed it. “About some things. About you? Absolutely.”
“Corey…”
“Nah, ain’t no time to be soft. You heard the tiny terror. She bring her ass back in here with a pot don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
