SIENNA
@SportsHunnidsIce&Tea Aye, y'all seen @SynSneaux3's new nanny? Listen here! Where they make 'em like that?! No, I don't have kids, but nanny me right now! Put ya boy on! 'Preciate it!
@RIMOFGOLDSCONFIDENTIAL Who is this sitting at the Jets game holding Whimsical Sneaux? Word on the street,she's @SynSneaux3's new girlfriend. What's the tea Syn? Tag yo' baddie in the chat for the people! #AtlantaJets
@InTheNetInTheKnow @SynSneaux3 isn't just heating up the basketball court. It looks like his love life is heating up as well. Did y'all see the way he looked at our unnamed baddie?
Thismorning,Iwokeup to a plethora of messages from Domino, my parents, a few of my loyal clients, and social media. My face was on several blogs, and the captions had my mouth gaped open.
@ther3al3st0n3 I'an gon' hold ya. Nanny bad as fuck!
@RevPew850 Would I be a hatin' ass nigga if I snatch the nanny from ol' boy?
@BL0CKONFYE Aye! I got ten bands for whoeva can put me on wit' the nanny. Get at me ASAP! I'm tryna see somethin'.
My phone rang, interrupting me from overreacting.
I answered Domino’s call with a, “What is it?”
Kevanna chuckled. “Don’t be mad at me. I was calling to make sure you didn’t lose your mind.”
Sighing, I chuckled with Domino’s wife. We’d been friends since the eighth grade. If anyone knew how much I hated being the topic of conversation, it was Kevanna.
“Girl! You know my nerves are so bad right now,” I stated.
She laughed harder. “I gotta say. This is the first time I’ve ever seen you blasted like this, boo.”
Squeezing my forehead, I agreed. “Hopefully, things will die down soon.”
So far, no one connected me to my family. It was coming, though. I felt it. While I loved my family, dearly, the weight of being a billionaire heiress carried its fears. Sure, I had money at my disposal. However, looking over my shoulders twenty-four-seven wasn’t how I wanted to live my life. Plus, it was hard to make genuine connections without someone out to use me.
“Hopefully,” Kevanna said. “You looked like you had fun, though.”
“I did,” I replied. I had too much fun. I’d been to plenty of pro-sports games. Sitting courtside watching Synder play was an experience. Watching him play on television couldn’t compare to being in the thick of things.
Before the game started, Synder came over to where I sat, leaned down, and kissed Whimsy’s forehead. The way he looked into my eyes afterwards said that he wished he could’ve given me a kiss, too. I dashed it away with a goofy,“Have a good game.”
Needless to say, I was oblivious to the cameras going off, snapping that moment. There was nothing I could do about it now. If I knew my family, which I did, they were already sendingextrasecurity to look after me.
“Glad to hear that, boo. If you need anything, call me. Here’s your cousin.” Kevanna gave Domino the phone. His laughter wasn’t welcomed.
“Really? That’s all you have for me?” I questioned him.
“Yep. I think this shit is hilarious.”
“Well, it’s not.”
“I’m already prepared to hang up on a bunch of people come Monday morning. They gon’ blow yo’ boutique’s phone clean up.” He cackled.
“You know what?Bye, Domino.” Lightly chuckling, I shook my head and hung up.
The last call I wanted to make was to my parents. I had to, or they would’ve been on the next thing smoking. I assured them that everything was fine. Of course, Ellie had something to say.
Ellie:Should’ve known he was hot. You ran out of Niceville Shores like a world champion sprinter.
Me:Stay in a child’s place, El.
Ellie:Never. Not when it comes to my sister.
