“Yeah, like he took me to a house he’s been building and told me it was basically our endgame.” I cheesed hard as fuck, like a damn sap.
“Oh my God. That’s a grown ass man right there. Never mind the fact that you’re your brother’s sister, so I know you difficult as hell. But he still wants an endgame with you. It sounds like a good chick flick.” She openly fawned.
“Yeah. Me, him, and his daughter. Her name is Romance.”
“Wait, you didn’t tell me he had a kid. Her name is Romance. How cute is that? How old is she? Where is her mama?”
I ran down the answers for Kay’s questions, sure not to leave anything out at any point. She was the sister I never had growing up because my actual older sister hated me so bad. We talked for a while longer, me tasting her food and her going on and on. Then I got a message that had me itching to tell my sister-in-law I had to cut out, but I knew if I cut out, I’d hear my brother’s mouth. Aro wouldn’t let it go at all. I glanced down at the phone and smiled immediately.
Rem:You cut out on me this morning.
Rem:When you coming back?
Me:Had something to take care of.
Me:Plus, my family was starting to get worried.
Me:When do you want me to come back?
Rem: ’Boutta drop shorty off at Jade’s. Err’body wanna do sleepovas.
Rem:Beat me to your spot. I got some shit to handle tho.
Me:What?
Dots appeared at the bottom of the screen before they disappeared. Then I was getting a call. Of course I welcomed it.
“Yes, Reminisce?” I asked. I was smiling hard because I missed him. How did I miss him when I had just left him?Lawd I was in deep.
“What do you mean what?” he asked, tone letting me know he had just gotten up.
“You said you have something to deal with. I asked you what. I can’t ask you wha?—”
“Heavy shit, baby. I got a call from Renny this morning.”
“Oh. Do you need anything?”
“Not that I know of, but if I do, I’ll call.” He sounded like something was bothering him, but he wouldn’t say it over the line. That was rookie shit.
“Um ok—” I started.
“I’m good. You wanna beat me to my shit and make your mama’s chili for me like you said you would?”
“Sir, what?” I remembered promising him my mama’s chili, but I also remembered bullshitting because I had just cum so hard I would have agreed to anything he asked.
“Exactly what I asked. I’ma leave a key for you at the front desk.”
“So, if I’m not cooking does that mean I should head home?” I asked, just to mess with him.
He chuckled. “What you think?”
I smiled, then looked up from the phone. Of course, Kaydence was smirking at me.
“You gonna tell me what you thin?—”
“How do you know I wanna go to the store and get everything, then come in there, clean your kitchen, and cook? What do I get out of this deal?”
“Dick, conversation, and a full nigga lying up under you.”
