“I’m not the one getting recorded coming out of bathrooms, with your trifling ass.”
“Shit, that don’t mean yo ass don’t be in them.”
“Fuck you, Kas, and let me go!”
“Hell nah, you”
The lovers' quarrel was interrupted by the sound of Troi and Onyx coming down the stairs with Kian. Toxic behavior in front of Kian was something they never exhibited, and even though everyone knew Kas would never hit Yanna, he didn’t want his nephew getting the wrong image. He let her go but leaned down to whisper in her ear.
“Stop doing that shit, Jaiyanna.”
“Go to hell.”
“Awe, thanks for cleaning up y’all,” Troi crooned when she came back into the kitchen.
“That’s the least they can do. They woke us up, woke Kian up and then had you cook for them.”
“You getting to be like a grumpy ass old man. Troi baby must not be letting you smash like she used to.”
“Excuse you. My man gets plenty of p-u-s-s-y,” Troi spelled, not wanting to say such an explicit word in front of her son.
“Well, go give him some m-o-r-e because he’s not his usual easygoing self.”
“We just did it upstairs while y’all was down here washing dishes. Y’all muh’fuckas just irritating.”
“Upstairs while y’all was getting the baby dressed? How that work?” Yanna questioned with a raised brow.
“We’re very creative.” Troi winked. “Yanna, you want to come sit out by the pool with me before it gets too hot?”
“Sure.”
“Come out there and smoke with me real quick,” Onyx requested of Kas, who contentedly followed him onto the terrace located on the side of the house.
Once outside, they took seats on the patio furniture as Onyx produced a pre-rolled blunt from his pocket and lit it.
“She pissed, huh?” Onyx questioned, passing the blunt to Kas.
“You know she is. And I know her ass did something on someget backtype shit, I just can’t tell what it is. She really gone make me fuck her up if I find out she was on some hoe shit.”
“How you figure you gone be mad at her when she caughtyouin the wrong?”
“Be fucking serious, Nyx. You hear how she always screaming how I ain’t her nigga, she don’t have no man, she not my girl. You don’t think I get tired of that shit? Like, damn, I got feelings too, and sometimes it feels good to have somebody want you and not deny the shit.”
Onyx had nothing to say in rebuttal. Kas was right, Yanna was always downplaying what she and Kas had.
Placing his hands behind his head, Kas laid back on the lounge chair, brown eyes lifted to the sky. There wasn’t a cloud in sight and the blue sky was a perfect complement to the blazing August day. Overhead, a plane with a banner advertising the upcoming opening of a skating rink flew about. Kas’ eyes followed the aircraft as it traveled with the banner blowing in the breeze behind it. He couldn’t help but think of him and Yanna. Just like the plane, all they seemed to do was go in circles. Around and around with no true terminus in sight. Still, he knew there was a resolution somewhere beyond the mess they were. He just hoped they found it sooner than later because he truly did love Yanna. Contemplating on their relationship gave him the urge to be near her. Scooting his feet into his slides, he hopped up from the chair.
“Hell you going?” Onyx questioned.
“Around there where Yanna boo at.”
“Tender ass.” Onyx laughed but followed his brother to the other side of the pool.
When they arrived, Kian was jumping from Kalil to Quan then back. Troi was unbothered, sitting on the outdoor couchbeside them, scrolling through her phone while Yanna stared into space with her arms crossed.
The legs of a pool chair scraped across the ground as Kas pulled it next to Yanna. Once he was seated, he leaned in close to her face.
“You still mad at me?”
