Page 46 of Legend's Legacy
“That shit ain’t lame. It’s the best pussy I’ve ever tasted or dipped my stick into. But, nah. I’m not tryna settle into marriage and have another shorty.”
“Did you tell her why?”
“In so many words.”
“Listen, I’m not judging you, man. I get why you’re gun-shy about relationships, but that ain’t you, Legend. You were happy to marry and settle down. It was all you ever wanted. So, while I know you went through hell and back, and she fucked over a nigga’s feelings, . . . I still say she needs to have the brakes beat off her ass, and that nigga needs a cap in his. But still, you gotta move on. You always wanted marriage. It didn’t work out with Kali’s ass, but that doesn’t mean your forever one ain’t out there. And the way you are with li’l G, you deserve another little jit or two or three. Give Kayson’s bad ass some competition.”
“Aye, watch that shit. My bad ass li’l nigga ain’t bad.”
He side-eyed me. “Whatever. Either way, nigga, give this girl a shot. Other than her throwing the panties at you when you first met her, she’s a good girl. I haven’t been around y’all too many times, but I’ve seen her in the building. She’s like a genuine sweetheart.”
Courtland always visited whenever I hosted a sports night for my friends, and Legacy had been here on a few of those occasions. They seemed to have hit it off pretty well.
“I don’t know, man.”
“What’s the other part? You said that children and marriage were only part of the problem. What else can I knock off that list for you?” he asked, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees.
“She’s acting de-lu-lu. Fucking showed up at the café the other night when I was there with Kali.”
“What other night?”
“Last Friday. Flipped her muthafuckin’ wig and didn’t give a nigga a chance to say shit.”
“Did you try? I know how ya ass gets in your feelings and shuts down. You’re not the most forthcoming person when you get in ya feelings.”
I sucked my teeth. “Nah, I didn’t tell her, but that wasn’t the time or the place. She was supposed to trust my ass.”
“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”
“’Cause, I’ve never given her a reason not to.”
“Have you spoken with her since?”
“Hell nah. Why should I?”
“Nigga. Call that girl.”
“I’m not doing it.”
“Have you seen her around the office?”
“Nope. I’ve been going out of my way to avoid her.”
“Like arriving at six in the morning and then leaving midday for meetings the rest of the day on Monday, and then working from home yesterday and today?”
“Shit, if it works, why do I gotta go through the hassle of the bullshit?”
“Because you owe that girl an explanation. If you shut down on her like I know you can, ya coldhearted ass probably hurt her feelings.”
“Hers and her sister’s.”
“Nigga. You showed out in Cisaro’s Cuisine?”
“She started the shit.”
“What did Kali do?”
“Nothing. She watched that shit and then broke down crying as soon as I got her out of there.”
