I nodded crazily like she could see me. “Yes.”
“Girllll, you got a mannn,” she sang into my ear and I busted up laughing.
“Shut up.”
“I will not. Plus, I like this. I’m so excited for you and can’t wait to meet him. Because you’ve kept him away from everybody.”
“Except my mama. We literally woke up to her making breakfast, now she’s calling him her son.”
Kay laughed hard as hell. “Sounds like her.”
“What the fuck you in here laughing at and why yeen wake me up?” Reminisce’s voice made me jump, then I felt his hard body behind mine.
“My own business, why are you up?”
“’Cause you got your ass up and left.” He stepped between my legs and kissed me, then moved to the coffee pot. The way his body was cut had my mouth salivating at the sight. Reminisce was a vibe and he knew it. Something about that broody existence had my body on fire.
“Oh, he sounds mean. Go handle that. Call me later. Love you.”
“Love you too. Tell my nephew I’ll come get him soon.”
We hung up seconds later and all my attention focused on him. “How did me getting up mess up your sleep?”
“One minute I felt your big ass head on my chest and the next it was gone. I was comfortable.” He grabbed the creamer from the refrigerator.
I smiled, watching him pour his creamer into the cup first then the scalding hot coffee. He didn’t bother stirring it butinstead took it to his lips to sip. “Don’t make me feel like you really like me like that now, because I promise you, I’m nutty, baby.”
He chuckled, then moved to the side of me. “Don’t I know? But I meant everything I said, Rim.”
“Why were you nervous yesterday after you left my house?”
“Real niggas don’t get nervous, we get anxious. I told you yesterday, I wasn’t nervous either.”
“Then what were you?”
“Reminding myself that I couldn’t fuck this up.” He set the blue coffee cup down next to my leg.
“Why did you have to remind yourself though?”
“Because I’m not used to this, not used to giving a fuck about anything but my siblings, not even myself. Then your stubborn ass popped up, talking about yeen want a relationship. Straight up bullshit.”
I laughed, because I remembered telling him that. “Maybe you’re right, we never say what we want when we really want it. Shit, we expect you to read our minds and make decisions for us.”
“We who, Karim?”
“Women.”
He shook his head. “Well, this is what I want, I’m sure this what you want, and I’m running with it until you tell me otherwise.”
“Okay.”
“That’s it. That’s all you gotta sa—” he started, but a knock at the door interrupted his statement. “Are you expecting somebody?”
“Yes, I ordered breakfast.” I hopped off the counter and moved to get the food from the door. Once I had it from the driver and locked the door, I returned to the kitchen. I placed the bags on the island and moved to the sink to wash my hands.
“How did you know I didn’t have breakfast already planned out?”
“The migraine you were fighting last night. I didn’t wanna wake you. But if you did, you know I eat a lot; so a second breakfast won’t hurt anything.”
