“You real irritating sometimes, you know that?”
“And you real obvious sometimes,youknow that? She’s a good girl. Not looking for anything. I told her she needed to let her hair down and get her back blown out or some.” Maliah snickered. “Is that bad advice?”
I cut my eyes at her, lips tight so I wouldn’t laugh.
“Yeah, man. That’s fucked up advice.” I chortled and took another sip, letting the brown liquor warm my insides.
Mahlia cracked up and damn near dropped her cup.
“She blind?”
“She has sight in one eye. Other one—nah. She still does normal shit though. Eriss doesn’t let shit stop her from being normal.
Eriss.I took note of her name.
I nodded.
“Eriss doesn’t have time for the games, and she’s tired of bullshit. I ain’t gon lie, I did invite her so she could meet you.” Mahlia cut her eye at me as she sipped.
I raised a brow.
“Nah, I ain’t the one.”
Mahlia snorted. “Who you fuckin’ wit’? Leesa? You still talkin’ to that bird?”
I licked my bottom lip. “Some like that. It ain’t nun serious.”
“Do she know that? Why is she here?”
Shaking my head and letting out an obnoxious snort, I watched Leesa switch her hips and bring her ass in my direction. It looked good, though. Her ass and legs matched. She knew how to wear a dress and knew who she was wearing it for.
“Why is she here?” Mahlia pressed again. “Ruining my damn plans.”
I nudged her, almost knocking her over. “That’s why you don’t make plans fo’ me.”
“Heeey, bae,” Leesa said, approaching me and Mahlia, who rolled her eyes.
It wasn’t a secret to Leesa that Mahlia didn’t care for her. I don’t think Leesa liked Mahlia either, but she wasn’t crazy enough to voice that shit to me. I ain’t play ‘bout my family.
“Dang, I couldn’t get a shirt?” she pouted.
Mahlia rolled her eyes and took off back to her friend.
“You ain’t get no shirt ‘cause I ain’t invite you. Why you here?”
Leesa tossed her long weave over her shoulder and sucked her teeth. “I have to have a reason to come to your house?”
“Yeah.” I frowned. “Do I pop up on you?”
“No, but you could.” Leesa shrugged. “Why didn’t you invite me, though?”
“Because this is my family, Lee. I don’t have to invite ‘round my folks just ‘cause I’m fuckin’ you,” I let her know as kindly as I could. How she received it would be on her.
“That’s cold, Zyro. You’re not the only nigga that I can get attention from,” she snapped.
That’s why I didn’t do the relationship shit. Some females were too fuckin’ emotional and thought that when they were getting dicked dropped into them, it gave them the right to stalk a nigga. That wasn’t the case here. Leesa knew off top that I wasn’t wit’ that shit. She knew we were just fuckin’ and if she wanted to be wit’ a nigga who could give her more than what I was willing to give her, she could gone on ‘bout her business. I wouldn’t give a fuck.
That’s why I told Mahlia that I wasn’t the one for her damn friend.
