“Damn, Kiz, I missed your pretty ass. You look good, baby girl,” Red said as he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck and then kissed it.
“Thank you, baby. I missed you more, though.”
After Red let me go, I slid into the booth and he did the same across from me. His eyes stayed on mine while his face turned into a slight grin.
“So you missed me, huh? Then why weren't you in my bed when I got in last night, Kiz?”
I felt my heart sink, even though I knew he didn’t mean anything by it. I couldn’t help but think about what I was doing last night. Hell, and this morning.
“You know I had an event last night. It was late when I left, so I just went home and crashed.”
“I feel you, baby girl, but you with me tonight, right?” Red reached across the table and covered my hand with his, letting his thumb move across my skin.
I felt my stomach flutter just from the way he touched me, and how those pretty eyes of his stared at me.
“Of course. I need to welcome my man home the right way,” I said with a grin, and felt my kitty pulse a little.
“That’s what's up, Kiz. I got something for you too.”
“Something like what, Red?” My face lit up.
Red was always copping something for me. Jewelry, purses, clothes, he made sure to keep me laced. I loved that, but with or without it, he was still my boo. I just loved everything about him.
“You’ll see later, shorty.” He winked at me just as the waitress walked up.
“Hey, Red, are you ready to order?” The crusty looking hoe made sure her eyes were on me when she said his name.
I wasn't really fazed by it because everybody knew who Red was, but that didn't mean they knew him. One thing I was sure of was that he wasn't creeping with her dusty, bean pole ass. Not when he had all this fine thickness over here. Red liked his women thick enough to grab onto, ’cause he delivered long powerful strokes and he’d break her little ass.
Just like I thought, he ignored her and looked at me. “You know what you want, bae?”
“You can order for me,” I said, and looked right at the disrespectful hoe who was undressing my man with her eyes.
He chuckled, knowing I was being petty, but took over.
“I’ll take two stacks, bacon and OJ, no eggs, make sure they don't put eggs on my damn plate. Bring her chocolate chip waffles, OJ, and a latte.”
I smiled as my man rattled off my order like a pro. He knew me and I loved that. Jock could never do that shit. He probably would have looked at me with some, ‘I don't know what the fuck you eat’ sort of vibe.
This was the type of shit that had me pulling my hair out. Between Jock and Red, I just didn't know what the hell I wanted. I needed to get my shit together and fast.
*****
“Nonie, where you at, mama?”
I made my way through the door of our little office building looking for my girl. Her car was out front, so I knew she was in there, but it was quiet as hell.
“I’m back here, boo,” she yelled from the bathroom.
I kept moving until I found her in the mirror raking her fingers through her freshly pressed hair. My girl was nothing to play with and she knew it, but she had the sweetest personality and was humble as fuck.
Nonie had a natural beauty about her, and trust me when I say, niggas were constantly in her face. She had flawless Hershey skin, diamond shaped dark brown eyes, and eyelashes that bitches paid good money for. She kept her hair natural, but when it was pressed, like today, it stretched down to the center of her back. She had survived her whole life without a perm, so her hair was on point. I hated her for that, because the only way I was rocking with that was with a sew in. But I was cool with it because I was still killing it regardless. Me and my girl were both sharks in a sea of minnows.
“What’s up, baby? You sexy today,” I said, checking out her navy baby doll dress, which was really cute and extra short.
“Thanks, babes. You're cute too,” she said, eyeing me from the mirror she was standing in front of.
“You know how we do, but come on. We need to talk.”
“Oh lord, do I need a drink for this?” Nonie flashed me a grin before she turned and pushed past me, catching my wrist to pull me with her.
Once we made it to her little office, which was right next to mine, she sat down on the love seat and yanked my body next to hers.
“I'm in love with two men, Nonie, and I don't know what to do,” I rushed out, ending with a sigh.
“Girl bye, you don't love Jock, you just love the way he dicks your cheating ass down.”
Nonie rolled her eyes at me before she leaned into my shoulder.
“I mean the dick game is on point for both of them, but I don't know if that's it. Some days I hate Jock’s hoe ass because I want him all to myself, and I know that will never happen. Then there are days when I all I want is Red. What the hell is wrong with me?” I fell back against the sofa and covered my face with my hands.