Page 71 of Fever: Love In Scrubs
We disappeared into the crowd to grab our things. This was the one time I was glad for a packed club. Because of all the people, by the time security reached Amandela, we were walking out the front and running over to the Escalade. We didn’t wait for the driver as Tinka pulled the door open and jumped in with Asia and I behind her.
“Back to the house, Dean,” Tinka said.
“Yes ma’am.” He cranked up and pulled into traffic. “Everything okay?”
“Fuck no,” Asia spat. “That block head bitch made me hurt my hand.”
“Nobody told you to be Layla Ali, girl,” I said, checking her hand over. Her knuckles were already starting to bruise.
“Forget Layla Ali. She must have thought she was Chuck Norris with that kick,” Tinka said, stifling a laugh. “Remind me not to get on your bad side.”
Asia laughed. “I don’t fight often, but about my family, it’s always smoke. She played in my brother’s face for too long and now my niece is directly involved in her shit. Don’t worry, Wynter. One of those licks was for you too. Not calling my future sister in-law a fat bitch. Bitch wished she had titties like these.”
When she tried to motorboat my breasts, I squealed, making all of us laugh. I could tell I was going to love her.
“When we get back to this house, we’re just gonna have to pick up our turn up where it left off.”
“Hey, Dean!” Tinka called.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Can you take us by the best liquor store around here? I’m trying to be white girl wasted.”
Dean chuckled. “I got you.”
Our night out might have ended earlier than expected with that bang, but it didn’t have to be over.
Ishook my head as I sat across from my sister at my mother’s dining room table. We were supposed to be snapping string beans, but sis had her head down and her shades on.
I slammed my hand down on the table, causing her to jump awake.
“Long night?” I asked.
She pushed her shades up and glared at me. “Fuck you.”
I chuckled. “Wynter and her cousin as bad off as you?”
Wynter never called me last night. I took it as she and the girls had gotten too lit and she passed out when she got home. When I checked Asia’s location, I saw that she’d made it home, so I assumed Wynter and her cousin had too.
“You’re talking too loud.”
Johnathan came into the kitchen with a bottle of Pedialyte and handed it to her.
“Drink this, Mayweather.”
My brows knitted together. “Mayweather?”
“Look at her knuckles.”
My gaze dropped to bruised knuckles on my sister’s hands.
“What the hell happened to you?” I asked.
“Your ex-wife,” Johnathan answered. “Apparently, Amandela was in the club talking shit after purposefully bumping Wynter and my wife let her have it.”
“Asia.”
“Don’t Asia me. I told you a long time ago that bitch was mine, Jaxxy.”
