Page 37 of Suleem and Yahzi
I grinned and took a sip. It was damn sure sweet but also strong. “Umm, did you put the whole bottle in there?”
“No, now move out the way, I have paying customers.” She waved me off and I smiled.
“I’m going to pay.”
“No, you’re not. Consider it a welcome home gift.” She winked and I smiled wider.
“Thank you.” I reached into my pocket, removed a ten, and shoved it in the tip jar before walking off. I took another sip and blinked a few times like that would lessen the burn.
“She got you, didn’t she?” Teaira said as soon as I was next to them.
I nodded but drank more of the strong blend. “She did but it’s good though. Like pineapple and something else.”
“Oh hell, you’re about to be fucked up. That’s the ‘Ram Me’ rum punch,” Rebel said as soon as I took another sip that I almost spit on them when I choked on a laugh.
“Ram Me rum punch,” I repeated then cut my eyes at the tent. “Oh she ain’t shit.”
Teaira nodded. “She set you up.”
“Or…” Rebel smiled smugly. “She set your man up, with an alley oop. Drink up, girl. You’ll thank me later.”
“Yeah I’m not drinking all of this or I’ll be down for the count,” I said but kept drinking because no matter how strong the drink was, it tasted good. I only made it through half before my eyes were low and my head was swimming a little.
“She’s right, you need to finish that because a time will be had,” Teaira added.
“And it looks like he’s on his way to slam dunk you, girl.” I turned to find Suleem heading my way. That sexy ass walk with those bowed legs had a smile on my face which I tried to hide by turning to Rebel.
“Looks like your time is up too.” I pointed to Kassir who glared in our direction with his focus locked on Rebel as he pushed off the side of his G Wagon heading our way.
“Ain’t nobody worried about him. I’m chilling.”
She said just as Suleem walked up behind me. “You ’bout ready to head out?”
“You don’t have to stay?”
“Nah, I did my time. We can head out.”
I lifted my cup and he took it from my hands before it could meet my lips. He lifted the cup to his mouth and frowned.
“This shit is strong as hell. How much did you drink?”
“Can I have my cup back?”
“Nah, you’re done or you’ll be out here telling secrets and hollering girl code again.”
I pushed my elbow back into his abs and he grinned and kissed my neck. “Let me feed you.” He nudged me forward and I said goodbye to Rebel and Teaira. Before we walked off, Suleem tossed my drink in the trash and turned to Rebel.
“You know he’s about to be on your ass right?”
“Who?” She tried to act like she wasn’t bothered but I caught the way she cut her eyes toward Kassir.
“Keep playing with his unstable ass and watch what happens,” Suleem told her right before he directed me to the food truck for Fire Peaux Boyz. When we reached the line, he pulled me into his chest and slipped his hands into the front pockets of my shorts. I relaxed against his solid frame with neither of us saying anything until we reached the window.
“Let me get two orders of fried shrimp po’boys, coleslaw, and Cajun fries and put extra fries in one of them. Add two sweet teas to that.”
“Those extra fries for you?” I turned my head and he shook his.
“You know them shits are for you. I’m trying to eat my food in peace without you stealing from my plate.”
