Page 11 of Simply Complicated
Five
Savior locks eyes with me as he approaches our table. There’s a small storm brewing between them and I’m not sure if he’s unhappy to see me or if it’s leftover from the blowout with his father.
There’s a sensual energy that is present between us that wasn’t here before and I hope it quiets down before people start figuring out what’s going on. Rosa already went ahead and did her standard hellos with all the ass kissing a girl could muster. Her lips must be tired.
“Lyn, Yun, Marc, Paul, nice to see you.” Savior greets everyone before he turns his attention to me. “Keisha, great to see you here as well.”
His voice is clinical without a hint of emotion. I don’t know why I’m surprised by it nor do I know why I’m acting like the world is about to fall apart inside. Savior’s made it very clear I was not his girlfriend and we were in an arrangement of sorts.
Still, if he wanted me to be exclusive with him, I guess he doesn’t necessarily have to be exclusive to me. Fuck my life.
“If it isn’t the wunderkind of the firm!” Marc held up a beer. “I’m glad Daddy was gracious enough to let you out to come play with us.”
I glance over at Marc, who blows Savior a kiss. Clearly, they have a more personal relationship because I can’t imagine talking to the boss like that and being okay with it. “We go back a very long time. Undergrad at USC, both pledge to Kappa Alpha Psi, and now I’m a partner in his law firm.” Marc smiles. “I put up with his shit in a way no one else can.”
“Lucky you,” Yun rolls her eyes, “lucky you.”
“So, what did I miss?” Savior takes a pull from his beer. “My ears feel fine so I take it I’m in the clear.”
“Nah, we were just giving Keisha life advice.” Lyn nods, “preparing her for the real world.”
“Keisha, have you started looking at four-year universities?” Paul asks.
“Starting to. I haven’t really been that focused on them until recently.” I turn towards him. Savior and I both knew he’s the only reason why I started looking at colleges. “I do know I want to get as far away from L.A. as possible, though. I want to see what’s out there. I don’t think there’s anything here that’ll keep me.”
“Oh, there has to be something here,” Savior interjects. His eyes glitter with an amusement. “Your family?” He pauses for a beat. “A love interest?”
I meet Savior’s eyes again. There’s a small crowd of us at the booth, yet it seems we are the only ones at the bar. Savior’s brown eyes are brilliant, with the light shining just perfectly on the ambers.
He wants an answer from me. He wants to know if I would actually leave him here in Los Angeles while I go out and explore other places in the world. As I thought about my answer and consider the fact he arrived to Happy Hour with Rosa, Yun chimes in. “Girl, do not get caught up with any dude here. All they want is a wet ass and a dumb brain. All they’ll leave you with is a wet ass and a dumb brain. Save your energy for when you’re out of school.”
With a declaration I never felt before, I continue to look at Savior. “Nothing is keeping me here in L.A.”
~~~~~
It was nice to see Savior out of his element.
He laughed and smiled with his colleagues and his best friend, Marc. Everyone talked about anything than legal matters and they didn’t care how stupid or mundane it was. Paul , Lyn, and Yun talked about the latest Stranger Things season while Marc and Savior talked about football games.
That left me with Rosa.
I watched her in awe, really. She tried so hard like the little engine that could as she interjected herself in every conversation. She listened to what the lawyers were talking about when they referenced an episode on Stranger Things. She knew what play Marc and Savior referred to when they talked about Sunday’s game.
She worked the group like a pro, making sure she was always involved somehow in the conversations. It was no surprise the entire time she was at the happy hour, she never left Savior’s side.
Jealousy raged inside me like a wild beast. Rosa wasn’t a threat but the fact Savior let her hang onto him like a lap dog waiting for his owner bothered me something fierce. I mentally claimed Savior as mine, possessing him, putting him on lock.
I’m pissed at myself because I knew this was going to happen. He gave me some awesome head, buys me a brand-new car, and he can fuck me anytime he wants at his bidding, not mine. All I can do is just wait for him to approach me because I already know where my place is.
I sigh and start to gather my things. I’ve been at happy hour for most of the hour and I still need to go home and study. Maybe I can kill off what’s leftover of my moscato and wonder how did I go from being a bird to one guy to being a bird to another guy. At least Jalen was honest with me – he always told me there were going to be others.
I say my goodbyes and head out to the ladies’ room. After I do my business, I’m surprised to see Rosa, once again playing with her hair and putting on yet another ton of makeup on her face. I bet she looks like a completely different person in the morning hours and her real name isn’t Rosa but some backwoods name like Brittany Lynn. Must investigate this. “It was great seeing you here tonight!” She beams. “Are you taking off?”
“Yeah, I have a lot of homework to do so I need to head out.” I wash my hands.
Rosa nods and plays with her hair some more. She’s a woman who’s in love with her hair. I wonder how she’ll feel if I just happened to produce a pair of scissors? “What do you think of Savior?” She asks.
The question takes me by surprise. Earlier she warned me to stay away from a very married Marc (like I would’ve approached him, anyway) and now she’s asking me about Savior? Is this bitch sizing me up? “I have no opinion. I don’t know him.”
