Kas chuckled because he knew Yanna was dead serious. “To remind you that no other nigga could ever give it to you like I do. Nobody else giving it to you so good you cry.”
“I was not crying.”
“Yes, the fuck you were. Come on, let’s hop in the shower so we can eat something.”
“Okay.” Yanna nodded, allowing Kas to take her hand and lead her to the bathroom.
“You love me?” Kas questioned. His arms were around Yanna’s waist, and his chin nestled on her shoulder as they walked downstairs in the hall of his home.
They’d both woken up famished from their night of lovemaking, and Kas assured her he had everything all handled. His only instructions were to wash her face, brush her teeth, and accompany him to his dining room. Kas’ dining room was mostly unused and only had a dining table in it because Layla had insisted he get one.
“Why you always asking me that knowing full well what my answer gone be?” Yanna retorted as they entered the dining room. A gasp fled Yanna’s lips when she noticed the assortment of food scattered about the table. There were waffles, scrambled eggs, bacon and grits. “Ooh,Eats by Vee?”
“You know it. I shot her a text first thing this morning and asked her to do a last minute spread. Cost me a grip, but yo eating habits are terrible, so it’s worth it.”
“Boy, we literally have the same eating habits, but that’s neither here nor there. I’m about to crush all this food.”
Grabbing the remote, Kas turned on the TV perched on his dining room wall and turned to ESPN. He watched highlightsfrom an old football game while sneaking kisses on Yanna’s shoulders, neck, and face once she’d fixed her plate. She melted into him, welcoming the feel of his soft lips on her skin. It was as if the previous night never even happened. Once again, the situation between Kas and Yasmine was pushed to the back of Yanna’s conscious. As far as Kas was concerned, Destin wasn’t an important factor in their lives, so he’d already forgotten about him. Moments like the present, the two of them snuggled closely in one of the houses, enjoying good food was the best. At least until the next incident arose that would have them cursing each other’s name and professing hate. That next occurrence seemed to be imminent sooner than expected as the sound of Kas’ phone ringing sounded through the living room. Kas pulled the phone from his pocket, and the caller id revealed an unsaved number. Though the number wasn’t saved in his contacts, Kas seemed to recognize it.
“I’mma step out real quick, Yanna Boo.”
“For what?”
“Because I need to take this call.”
“Okay, so take it right here.”
“Man, watch out.” Really needing to take the call, Kas nudged away from Yanna. The nudge was subtle, but Yanna dramatically fell over, slapping her hand on the dining table.
“Really, Kasra? You push me so you can go outside and talk to some broad?!”
Ignoring her theatrics, Kas shook his head and exited the room so he could take his phone call. Yanna was fuming and talking shit while she watched Kas walk around outside, talking like his phone call was that important.
“Swear this nigga lucky I want my food, or I’d take my ass home. Stupid ass, I should?—”
Yanna’s rant was cut short by Onyx waltzing into the room.
“Don’t be in here with all that arguing and shit early in the morning,” Onyx warned, ushering Troi and Kian in behind him.
“Onyx, go to hell.”
“Watch your mouth, cousin,” Troi added, teetering over to give Yanna a hug.
Kian followed, jumping onto Yanna’s lap. “TT!” He yelled gleefully, wrapping his arms around her neck and pulling her into a tight hug. Although Yanna was technically his cousin, he’d always recognized her as an aunt since she and Troi were more like sisters.
“Why you in here fussing already?”
“Because he gets a call and for some reason had to take his ass out the door to talk.”
“That’s because he’s handling label business. Calm yo ass down sometimes. Y’all orderedEats by Vee?”
“Yep, but not for you.”
“Shiiid,” Onyx drawled, heading into the dining room. He grabbed a plate and started fixing himself a plate.
“How you come in here and do the same thing you be fussing at me and Kas for doing to Troi?”
“Because thismybrother house, that’s how. Mind yo business.” Onyx mushed Yanna in the head to drive emphasis to his statement.
