“I beg to differ.” She lifted her hand.
“Touché but it was your fault for trying to intervene and help someone who didn’t deserve it.” I tried to be nice telling her to mind the business that paid her.
“I hardly think a young girl deserved to have a gun jammed down her throat or teeth falling out.” She was confident in her response.
“Sooooo, getting smart with Cairo and screaming that he was trying to rape her was ok.” It wasn’t my place to tell her what went down but I figured out quickly that she was one of those women who swore she knew the truth.
“Oh. Well…” Cutting her off was the best thing to do since she thought she knew everything.
“He was taking her down to her father to ask why she worked there at a young age and the girl thought yelling out those words was ok.” I left Kateri sitting there in her thoughts as I went in the bathroom to run some warm water in one of those small bins. Afterwards, I grabbed a toothbrush, the toothpaste and a washcloth to bring her.
“If you want my brother to pay even an ounce of attention to you, I’d say you have to start with clean breath.” I saw Kateri cover her mouth with the other hand.
“Your hair and eyelashes are still intact but a few fingernails are off. Why don’t you get them done professionally?” Her hair was up in a ponytail inside the cap the doctor put on.
My mom mentioned her friend trying to clean her up after surgery which was why her eyelashes were still there and she had a tad bit of makeup on.
“I usually do but right after my pedicure appointment, something happened with my nail techs family so she rushed out the salon.” That didn’t explain why her nails weren’t done.
“Why didn’t you use someone else?” She explained how she had a bad experience using more than one tech so she only stuck with one. As long as her feet were done she had no problem using press on nails. I get it but then again, I had a private nail tech that came to my house.
“Do you know where my friend is?” She asked, brushing her teeth.
“Somewhere with my cousin.” I shrugged. Raul was in love with her friend and even though none of us physically met her, we knew all about her from Manny running his mouth.
“Did she leave me any clothes and can I leave?” Walking over to the bag her friend left, I placed it on the bed. I took the other items back in the bathroom for housekeeping to come get andclean. I may have given it to her to clean up a little but I’m not disposing of her spit.There’s only one reason I came and helping her wasn’t it.
“You can leave when you’re ready but first, I’m going to leave you with some paperwork to go over. Once you’re done and sign, you’re free to go.” Grabbing my laptop bag, I removed the NDA out, two pens in case one didn’t work and slid the small tray table in front of her.
My brother had the place resembling the exact hospital look. Granted there was a big screen television inside, along with a fridge, a loveseat, table and chairs, a huge bathroom and a beautiful view of the beach.
“Everything is written in dummy terms so nothing in there should be confusing.” The woman looked at me.
“Any questions?”
“Yes. Can…” I cut her off.
“There’s a guard outside the door who will take you back to the hotel after you sign.” I made my way over to where she was.
“He’ll check and make sure your signature was put in the right places.” There were little sticky arrows I placed in the exact spots to sign but people pretended not to know. She tried to protest but the look on my face told her not to fuck with me.
“If by some chance you decide not to sign for whatever reason, just know I won’t be the one returning to ask why. Tootles.” I waved on my way out the door.
I wasn’t about to pacify her feelings or explain what was in the paperwork. I’m pretty sure she knew what an NDA was and how it worked. If not, like I said to her, it was all described in detail what would happen if she decided to do the opposite.
Sittingat the bar of the hotel watching the two of them kissing and feeling one another up had my stomach in knots. How could the man who proposed to me two months ago be outside exchanging spit with another chick?
What’s crazy was Eddie came to the island with me to celebrate my brother’s birthday, so unless he was drunk and acting out, he had to have brought her here but when. We were on the plane together and even stayed up under one another for the last three days we’ve been here.
I loved Eddie yet wasn’t in love and it’s not because I didn’t want to be, but more so due to the fact we spent a lot of time away from one another. He worked in the corporate world and had a high position which allowed him to travel a lot.
I did travel with him on occasion but my job was making sure Cairo’s money was right and to put out all the fires that came his way. Not that there were many but the ones he did have me do were pretty big.
“Hey.” I jumped hearing a woman’s voice next to me. Assuming no one knew who I was since the table sat in the back in a barely lit area, how did she see me.
“Are you ok?” She asked seeing me wipe my eyes quickly.
“Hell no she’s not ok. It’s clear she watching that guy over there. Was he your man?” I had no idea who that chick was but if Kateri came to say hi, then it’s best to assume the loud one was her friend.
