Page 51 of Not A Homie, Lover Or Friend
HARVEY
Denna texted me asking me and the girls to go out with her tonight. She said she had some things she wanted to discuss with me, but I wasn’t sure what they were. However, for the sake of my man, I told her I would come.
I cleaned up the living room, laughing to myself about my epic failed threesome. I thought it was something he would enjoy, but he seemed more jealous than me. I guess I wasn’t worried because I knew if she had done some wild shit, I would have fought her, butt naked and all.
The sound of the doorbell made me cut the music off. I knew Foe had gone to his sister’s so that he wouldn’t be back this soon, and I’m sure Zaria and Yana were with the kids. When I got to the door and saw Flex standing there, I wondered why she was here. Did she leave something? I opened the door to her flirtatious eyes. “Hey, Harvey,” she smiled.
“Uh, hi. What’s up?” I asked.
She glanced over my shoulder, “Is Foe here?”
I snarled. “Why?”
She rubbed her bare arm. “I wanted to talk to you alone,” she said.
I wasn’t sure what she wanted, but I didn’t feel comfortable with her coming back inside. I leaned on the door. “We can talk here.”
The way she gazed at me was different this time. It wasn’t with envy or malice, but as if she liked me, or maybe needed a friend. She ran her hand down her tights. “I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime. Like, go get lunch or something.”
“Wait, my nigga puts you out and you still want to hang out?”
She nodded. “Right, Foe, the jealous boyfriend.”
“No. Foe, the man who didn’t feel comfortable. What is this about?”
Before I knew it, Flex’s lips were against mine. She kissed me softly and sweetly as a bit of her tongue entered my mouth. I pushed her off me. “What the hell. Don’t do that shit again!” I snapped.
“I-I thought you enjoyed the little we shared last night.”
I laughed. “You were merely a gift for my nigga. It was to make him happy. Last night is over. Flex, don’t come back here.”
She gave me a tight-lipped smile. “Sorry. I thought you were into me like I was into you. I don’t know, Harvey, you sure do a good job of faking it. I will be around,” she said as she backed up until she reached her car. When she got in and drove off, I noticed Chevy staring at me from his balcony. “Foe girl got a girlfriend. What was that?” he said to me.
“Haha, funny. Leave me alone.”
“Shit, it ain’t me you got to worry about. Does Foe know you bumpin’ coochies?”
“Does Zaria know a cougar showed you all those moves you use on her?”
The smile on his face disappeared. “Thought so,” I said as I walked back in, closing the door.
I stood there, shocked. This entire time, I thought Flex wanted Myles, but she wanted me.Did I open Pandora’s box?I needed Myles to come home so I could tell him what happened.
MONFUA
When I walked into the house, I spotted Sukalati curled up on the couch, crying. I didn’t even have to ask because I knew it had to be her brother. “You told him?”
She said nothing. “Sukalati, look at me.”
Eyes on me.Her tear-filled eyes screamed remorse, but the way Foe was, I knew her apologies meant nothing to him right now. I thought about what Chevy said, and instead of asking questions, I set my bags on the counter and walked over to the couch, picked her up in my arms, and took her to the bedroom. I removed her clothes, peeled the covers back and put her in bed.
I grabbed the remote to close my curtains, removed my clothes, and climbed in with her. I planted sweet kisses on her forehead. “I know it hurts right now, baby, but know you are now free of that weight. Now you can try to mend the relationship. He's your brother, I’m sure it will work out.”
Her sobs muffled against my chest. “It won’t. I fucked up and my brother hates me. We will never be close again.”
I had nothing to say to that because I didn’t understand. I had no siblings. I grabbed her and laid her on top of me. “Sukalati, listen to me. It will work out, and even if it doesn’t, you have me. I’m here for you. Aua le tagi,” I told her.
She let out a weak laugh. “I like it when you talk to me in Samoan.”
