“Go ahead. Ima sit down while you go look,” he said, knowing me too well.
With a smile on my face, I scurried off, going right for the Christian Louboutin brand because I saw that there were new thigh high boots, and with it being wintertime, this would be the perfect time to add these to my collection.
From where I was, I could see that Tank had found a spot that wasn’t too far away, and just that quickly, he had the phone glued to his ear, as he sat in the chair, with his legs spread just a little bit. Like he was my personal security, he kept his eyes on me the entire time.
It wasn’t long before a sales associate came over to me. She remembered me from when Tank and I came a few weeks ago. I quickly let her know the boots that I wanted, gave her my size, and she went off to get them from the back.
While she did that, I went over to Tank, and he was still running his mouth on the phone.
“I would have to come Friday morning. I have too much to take care of at the shop these next couple of days,” he said to whoever he was talking to, and immediately, I found myself pouting as I stood in front of him because something told me that he was about to go out of town.
He reached his hand out for me, pulling me to him by the loop on the jeans that I was wearing, as he intensely listened to the caller that was on the other end of the phone.
“Yeah. That’s cool. We can do that,” he responded, and a few seconds more, he hung the phone up.
The second he was off the phone, he looked at me, and he laughed.
“What? Why you looking at me like that?” he wanted to know.
“Because I feel like you’re about to go out of town. Are you?” I asked, hoping that he would say no.
“Yeah, but it’s going to be quick, baby. My realtor out there in Cali found this spot for a potential new location, and I just want to go see it in person. Get a feel for it, you know? I’ll fly up that morning and come back at night. Come with me then,” he offered.
“I can’t. This is the first week at the warehouse with all the staff and we have too much going on for me to leave. Ugh. I hate when you leave me,” I groaned, about to take the seat that was next to him, but he pulled me by my arms, so that he could lower me down, and sit me in his lap.
He buried his face into the crook of my neck, and even though my stomach was nowhere near showing any signs of pregnancy yet, he picked up his right hand and placed it there.
“Ima leave out first thing in the morning, baby. By the time you get home from work, I’ll be back. You be ready to crash out,” he said it in a joking kind of way.
Before I could even respond, the sales associate was coming back over with the boots. She found me, and I stood up, so that I could take the box from her.
I sat in the chair that was next to Tank, and I pulled the boots out. He whistled when he saw them and clapped his hands in appreciation. I knew my man would like them. He told me before that he loved it when I wore thigh-high boots. I was able to roll my pants legs up, and I easily slipped into both boots, and I stood up, walking effortlessly in them.
There was a mirror that was right next to us, and I walked over to it, standing directly in front, checking myself out.
“I like those on you, baby. Gotta wear that shit with a short ass dress, and a fur coat. Have all the hoes hating,” he hyped me, and I laughed because if Tank was going to do anything, he was going to constantly remind me that I was in a league of my own, and that these other hoes couldn’t compare.
I was sold on the boots, so they were packed up for me. I didn’t really see anything else that I wanted, so after getting the boots, that’s when we went over to Chanel because that’s where I wanted to exchange the sneakers for a bigger size and possibly see what else they had in store.
Tank had his head down in his phone when we walked in because he was trying to look for a flight for Friday morning.
When we walked in, my eyes immediately went for a dark-skinned woman, who was pretty much the same color, height, and size as me, and she was standing there with another woman that could have been a friend of hers. They were browsing, looking at the shoes, which was the area that I was going to go. I only looked because she was very pretty. It was her side profile that had gotten my attention. There was designer shopping bagsby her feet, so she was probably having a shopping evening, just as I was trying to have.
“They got something that’ll leave out at six in the morning. Ima book that?—”
Tank was letting me know, but then he stopped talking once he looked up. His eyes went for the same woman that I had been staring at. The way his eyes shifted, going from her to me, and when he sucked his teeth, I knew from that, that he must have known her.
“Let’s go to another store, and then we’ll come back in here. I had a long day, baby. I ain’t trying to have her come over here, say something to you, then some bullshit pop off between you, and her,” he voiced, and you could hear the annoyance dripping from his voice.
“Who is that?” I wanted to know because I didn’t have a clue who she was.
“Crystal,” he replied, and at first, I didn’t know who he was talking about.
Then, I thought about it, and Crystal was the bitch that I went back and forth with a while back when I answered his phone. That hoe had me livid because she was talking so much shit. So much has happened in my life since that last conversation with her, so I had completely forgotten about her. One thing for sure, I wasn’t about to leave out of this store because her ass was here though.
“I won’t say anything to her. Just hope that she doesn’t say anything to me, either,” I announced with a smile on my face.
Like I had his ass stressed out, he sighed, ran a hand down his face, and followed behind me.
