Page 11 of Legend's Legacy
“Nice, friend. That’s what you’ve wanted. New apartment, new job, and now it’s time for a new man.”
“I’ll pass.”
“What? I know you’re not going to let that booga bear get you down.”
I spit out my drink as I chuckled. “Why did you and Mauri always come for him?”
“Sis, he’s ugly. We could never figure out why you let him dog you the way you did. I mean, don’t get me wrong. You shouldn’t let no man dog you, but baby, at least let his ass be fine and cute. What did you ever see in his lame ass?”
“Regal was sweet, at first. He was attentive, took time out to attend to me whenever I wasn’t feeling well. His personality is what won me over.”
“The mark of an ugly man . . . his personality is what won me over,” she mimicked in a whiny tone. “Puleez. You betta make him pay to play. If he can’t do that, then he needs to be soulmate potential, and old boy had none of that.”
“He had money, Josi.”
“I mean, yeah, he was paid, but still. Ain’t no amount of money worth the shit that he sent you through.”
“I didn’t stay for the money. I had my own. Besides, I left.”
“About damn time. Anyway, what’s that go to do with why you’re passing on men?”
“I just don’t want the hassle of relationships anymore. All men cheat. They’re just dogs that I can do without.”
“Honey, please. What about when you need that itch scratched?”
I thought back to my failed attempt at getting that “itch scratched.” “That’s what they make toys for.”
“Girl, don’t play with me. Ain’t no toy comparable to some good dick and jiggling balls.”
I spit my drink out again, laughing at her crazy self.
“And if you’re gonna keep spitting drinks out, I suggest you quit wasting money and buy yourself a new bag instead.”
“I’ve got plenty.”
“Whatever happened to that man you met the night that we busted Regal’s ass at the studio? We met him at Smoke ‘N’ Chill. What was his name? Legal. Leggie. Legion.”
“Legend, girl.”
“You sure?”
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, and I never reached out to him. But it didn’t matter because I ran into his ass at my new office building today.”
“Seriously? He works for your law firm?”
“No. He works for another company within the office building. Those corporate buildings downtown sometimes have several businesses within them. We have quite a few, according to the directory in the lobby. Our law firm has offices on the tenth through twelfth floors. He went higher than that.”
“Did you ask him where he worked and where he was going? Did he notice you?”
“No. No. And unfortunately, yes.”
“Honey, he was too fine to be an unfortunate.”
“If you saw what happened, you would change your tune.” I pulled my glass to my lips again and relished in the coolness of the drink.
“What happened, boo?”
I told her about everything that happened and every word he spoke. Her eyes bulged in her head, and her mouth dropped wider with every detail that I shared.
