That was one of the perks of why I liked Kairi so much, but it wasn’t just that. She was cool peoples and I just liked being around her.
“Then fuck it, I say do what you want. Shakur will get over it, you done had your dick in her. The fuck can he do about it now?”
Truth be told, I really didn’t give a fuck about what Shakur had to say. I was a grown ass man, and Kairi was grown too. He could fuss and fight all he wanted to, but I was still gonna do me. It was Kairi.
She’d pulled away from me, and I just didn’t want to hurt her any more than I already had. This whole situation with Ocean was messy enough, and I should have known better than to get Kairi mixed up in it all.
I might not have seen Ocean as mine, but because of what happened, she had her claws in me, using her father as a threat for us to get married. She made it clear; she wouldn’t tell her dad about Kairi if we got married—soon too.
How was I supposed to keep one hand on Kairi while marrying Ocean with the other?
“She ain’t fucking with me like that anymore,” I said before I explained about Ocean showing up at my crib.
All my brother could do was shake his head at me.
My phone started ringing on my desk, and my eyes widened when I saw that it was Kairi.
It had been a week since everything happened, and I hadn’t heard from her, not even once.
So why was she calling me now?
“Nigga, stop being a pussy,” my brother pushed.
I reached out a hand to pick it up, but found myself hesitating. Dare I say it, a nigga was scared!
Why was she calling me? What did I say? Should I answer or not?
Before I could get my thoughts together, my big forehead ass brother snatched up my phone and answered it.
“Hold on, he’s here,” Hell said and then pressed the phone up to my ear. I shot him a look to let him know that I was gonna snitch on him later, to my mama, and took it from his hand.
“Hello?” I finally spoke with my heart racing as if it was trying to burst through my chest and then I heard her voice.
“Makari.”
I couldn’t explain the joy I felt from hearing her voice. I’d missed seeing and speaking to her more than I could put into words.
“Yes, Kairi.”
“I’m just calling to let you know that I hate you, nigga! I really, really,reallyhate you!” she slurred, letting me know that her ass was drunk as fuck, but for some reason, it caused a smile to appear on my face.
I didn’t care if she called to tell me that she hated me; I was just happy to be on the phone with her.
“Is that so?” I asked with a smile.
“Mmhmm, I hate you, and that’s all I called to tell you!”
“That’s it?” I asked just to mess with her head a little.
My smile widened. Hell rolled his eyes at me and shook his head but I just ignored him. The only thing I was interested in at that moment was Kairi.
“Yes! I’m going now.”
“You not gon’ tell me where you are?” I questioned.
“Hell no, nigga! I’m not gonna tell you!”
A thought came to me, and I laughed before saying, “That’s cool. I already know you’re at the club.”
