Page 15 of If I Gave You My Heart
"I'm good."
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and started playing this trivia game while waiting for him.
When he opened his door, the driver's side of the white Lexus opened. I leaned back in the seat to see if I could get a look at whoever was on the passenger side, but I couldn't. I could only get a glimpse of her hands on her phone. The driver was pretty as fuck with a big ol' ass. I squinted as she slowly started walking. The thigh was matching the behind, so I wasn't sure if that wagon was homegrown or if she had gone under the knife. Either way, it looked good on her. She had a long, slick-back ponytail like how the girls wear. I rolled my window down a bit when I saw she had caught Dom's attention.
"When I'm with youuuuuuu. How can Isnoozeand missthismoment?"
This muthafucka started singing and pointing to the girl that had just hopped out of the car. He even put his own little spin on the lyrics. She looked his way and started smiling. I couldn't believe that goofy shit worked for his ass.Just like a light skin nigga,I thought as I watched as he held the door to American Deli open for her. He looked back at me with a grin that belonged to a Cheshire cat.
I looked over to the Lexus again to see if the passenger was ever gonna get out, but she didn't. I busied myself with my little game as I waited for Dom. I hadn't even realized when he had left out of the restaurant. I just looked over and saw him opening the driver's side door for the girl. When he finally got back to the truck, the smell of the food made my stomach growl instantly.
"I ain't gone lie, my boy. I'm in love…"
I laughed out loud.
"Oh, okay, you Lil' Durk now? Nigga, shut up."
He handed me the food bag, and I placed it on the floor of the car as he pulled off. When we reached the exit of the parking lot, the white Lexus made a left, and we made a right.
"Well, I hope you got her number with all that in-love shit, tender dick ass nigga."
"And didddd," he jokingly said, "Aye bruh, she got a cousin that stays with her too. She showed me a pic. She's pretty as hell she just looks mean as fuck, but you a mean-looking nigga too, so it might work."
"I don't need you pulling hoes for me. I got this."
"Too late, bruh, we're getting together tonight."
"Who the fuck is we?" I turned my head in his direction as he turned into the complex that we lived in.
"Me, you, her, and her cousin. Umm, I done forgot the cousin's name."
"Getting together where?"
"At our crib."
I sucked my teeth as I took my seatbelt off.
"Nigga, you don't know these bitches, and you invited them to where we lay our head?"
"I got guns, and I know you do. I wish a bitch would try to move sly on us. Pretty or not, her big forehead ass will be in the dirt."
"Now you wanna talk about the girl's forehead," I said with a wave of my hand.
"I love bitches with big foreheads. They be having the best pussy. You see the forehead on Rihanna's sexy ass, and I know my nigga Rocky is banging the walls off that muthafucka."
I wanted to laugh, but I just sighed in annoyance as I snatched the bag off the floor and exited the car. I was a private ass person, and having strangers where I lay my head just didn't sit well with me. I was king of not putting myself in weird situations when I didn't have to.
"You really in ya feels. I didn't even text her yet. I'll just make some other plans to link her then."
"Nah, you good. This ya shit, do ya thing," I responded as we walked into the house.
I grabbed my platter out of the bag and headed for my room.
"This ya shit, too," Dom called out behind me.
I kept walking but stopped at the top of the stairs when he continued to talk to me.
"Aye, we can just toss something light on the grill and catch a vibe with these bitches. Thugs deserve happiness, too. I'ma run across the street to Walmart and then the liquor store. You want something from there?"
