“That ain’t gon’ work for me,” I countered. She entered her room, and I was right behind her. Seconds later, my phone started ringing.
“Not now, Synder!” her voice escalated. I’d never seen Sienna this upset, which in turn upset me. She was near tears.
“Either tell me what’s wrong, or I’ma assume I need to kill a muhfucka,” I stated.
“What? No!” she answered.
“Then, why the hell are you about to cry?”
She grimaced and plopped down on her bed.
“Listen, Sienna. Just ‘cause this nigga posted this doesn’t change my mind about us,” I said.
She looked at me like I was crazy. “You think I slept with that creep?”
“If you did—”
“I didn’t!” she popped up from the bed and shouted. Tears spilled from her eyes. I was by her side in an instant.
“Calm down, lil’ baby.” I took her head in my hands and wiped her tears with my thumbs. “Calm down,” I repeated.
She sniffled and swiped my hands away. “Ugh! I hate the day I ever worked for his ass! All he fuckin’ did was say vulgar shit, cuss me out for every little thing, and then when I walked away, he started harassing me! Do you know how hard it was for me not to involve my family? Ugh! He doesn’t know how I saved his miserable-ass life!”
She ranted, and I listened. Partly because this side of Sienna made my dick harder than a muhfucka. The other part wanted to get all the details about what the fuck Aaron did to her.
“He’s the reason you don’t work with single fathers,” I surmised.
“Yes!” she confirmed. “He made my life hell last Christmas. And here he is trying to fuck it up again!”
“Well, he won’t,” I assured her.
“He’s already halfway there posting lies about me!” Her phone rang, and she groaned. “Now look. My family is about to crash the fuck out!”
“As they should,” I responded. They didn’t have to worry, though. Sienna was my responsibility. There wasn’t a soul that would slide on some bullshit when it came to her. Plus, my girl loved Christmas too much to allowanybodyto ruin her holidays.
Leaving her room, I dialed a number I knew by memory. It was time for me and her family to become better acquainted.
We were in Chicago tonight. Although the Jets were on our tenth straight win, that shit was at the back of my mind. I had business to handle, but not without going behind Sienna’s backand asking her people to cool out. They were indeed on Aaron’s ass. I wanted that nigga, though.
Aaron’s post went viral, of course. There were many who believed his ass and others who knew he was lying. Every client Sienna had worked for came to her defense. Then there was me and her family, ready to put a hole in this nigga.
“You’re going out tonight?” Sienna asked when I came into the hotel suite’s living space. Her face reflected subtle disappointment, but the red Santa hat on her head made me chuckle. “Oh, I’m sorry. That’s not any of my business.”
“I’m just makin’ a quick run,” I said. Her eyes traveled the length of my body clothed in all black. Then her gaze settled on my mouth. I had my bottom grill in, my jewelry on, and a fresh line-up.
“You’re making a quick run looking like that?”
Chuckling, I asked, “You don’t like the way I look?”
“Yes… I mean…” she stuttered before chuckling. “It’s not any of my business.”
“You said that a few seconds ago.”
“Right,” she mumbled. “Well, enjoy your night and be safe. I have a tub of popcorn and Christmas romantic movie waiting for me.” As she passed by me, I caught her with my arm.
Her body heat seared my arm, but I didn’t move it. Peering down into her eyes, I asked, “You still thinkin’ about us?”
Her eyes fluttered as she nodded.
