“Relic is going to fuck you up.” Lexi shook her head before glancing at the total as it tallied up. She had to do a double take before snapping, “Bitch, it better be a fucking period between those four digits! How the hell did it jump that high?”
“I had to rent the clubs, bags, our carts, and pay for a round of golf each, Lexi. We can’t hit the balls in the air.”
“I would’ve played air ball today ‘cause damn!”
“Stop cursing and lower your voice,” Savvy chided, smacking her arm while holding in her laugh because she agreed.
“First time?” the blonde cashier playfully asked, and the derisive snort that followed from nearby had Kennedy snapping her head toward Taylor.
Their once friendly host had her nose in the air like a foul odor had breezed past, while she sized them up as if she were seeing them for the first time. Kennedy frowned as Taylor’s judgmental gaze sailed to her and stayed put.
“Is there a problem?” Kennedy kept it cute and subtly checked the bitch’s temperature.
“Not at all. Ashley, did you get her ID with the credit card to verify?”
Kennedy laughed under her breath while fishing out her identification to pass Ashley. The cashier placed both side by side before handing them back with an apologetic smile.
“Thank you. Taylor, the names match on it. She’s an authorized user for the card.”
Nubia burst into laughter at that information before clapping her hands like a proud parent. Kennedy giggled after the dramatic hoe pretended to wipe her eyes.
“Bravo, Kennedy. Let me know when the masterclass is, so I can sign up.”
“Hello! I’ve clearly been doing it wrong,” Lexi stated, grabbing their items. “I gave mine a baby, and all I got out of the deal was a prepaid Visa I thought was an AMEX, let Savvy tell it.”
“Nooo! Don’t do that!”
Savvy poked out her bottom lip and threw her arms around Lexi’s neck as they fell into laughter since it was in the past. Kennedy joined in, but her attention went to their host who rolled her eyes before ushering them outside to a four-seat golf cart with their bags already attached. Taylor handed the key to Nubia as if Kennedy hadn’t paid the tab and then gave a fake ass smile before she trekked off on a mission to get the hell away from them.
“That bitch is rude as fuck,” Nubia spat as soon as she was out of earshot. Savvy swiped the key out of her hand.
“She was, but she was nice at first, so either Lexi and her loudmouth made her see us as ghetto, or she was just hating that Kennedy had a man cashing out. Either way, fuck her. I’m driving!”
She hopped into the driver’s seat, while Kennedy got in beside her. Nubia and Lexi claimed the back. Before the girls hada chance to hold on or prepare, Savvy started the cart and bolted down the path, making them scream.
“Your ass can’t drive for shit!” Lexi shouted, turning on her camera to record Savvy veering onto the grass and then realigning with the path. “She’s going to crash before we get to the first hole.”
Savvy reached back a hand to flick a middle finger at the camera before asking, “Where’s the first hole again?”
“Oh, hell nah! Kennedy, take the damn wheel.”
Kennedy laughed and relaxed into her seat as she did a haste scan of the faces blurring past. She bit her lip as her worries got the better of her. If she didn’t locate Tolliver to find out the information she needed, there wasn’t shit else she could do in the short window left before Relic’s arrest.
She didn’t have a backup plan, and that unsettled her fucking stomach.
Laughter floating around her, as the cart screeched to a stop, forced her to plaster on a smile although she’d been zoned out. It made her realize how easy it was for Relic to drift inside of his head and get lost there when he had too much on his mind.
“Okay, before we embarrass ourselves, I need y’all to take pictures for my new page,” Lexi told them as they got out of the cart and fixed their outfits.
“What’s your new page for?” Kennedy quizzed.
“I’m doing clothing hauls. I know, everyone felt like I should take the offer to help Nu, but I want to do my own thing. Something I enjoy, and I love to shop. I love getting cute, and I love showing off how good I look doing it. It’s bitches getting paid out the ass to get dressed in front of a camera. I figured, I’d tap in and then possibly transition to personal shopping or styling.”
“Yes! I love that for you!” Savvy exclaimed, and Lexi looked genuinely shocked.
“Really? I thought y’all might think that it’s basic, or I was taking the easy route.”
“Girl, get it how the fuck you live,” Kennedy stressed. “You see Titan and Michi make big bank off social media, so why can’t you? Savvy even told you that you can make money off your looks alone, and I agree with her. Why not capitalize off being the sexy, stylish ass baby momma of a hot up and coming rapper?”
