“Because old boy said my supposed to be replacement is a new face who hangs out with Requ and his crew now. Plus he has starter locs right?” I chuckled.
“Kasey nodded. “So the new face is what we’re looking for. Sore fucking thumb.”
“Yep, and I bet Teddy will be able to find him.”
“Good shit. I didn’t even think that far ahead.”
I ended up kicking it with Kasey and his brother’s for a moment by their grandmother’s crib, before I decided it was time for me to head home. I just knew baby girl was glued to her computer working on something or watching TV. I fucked with the simplicity if it all and the fact that my whole routine hadchanged up. I couldn’t blame it on the shooting because it had started before that. I no longer ran the streets and hung out at all hours of the night. If anything I was wondering what was for dinner and trying to get some qt. I also wasn’t out here giving bitches a second or a third look, because I already know I had the baddest in my bed, in my t-shirt at home. Ah hell, Surah had fucked me up and I knew it. The city boys were down a milli and all I could do was shrug.
“I was sure you’d come in later.” She didn’t have to turn around to know it was me who walked in the door. The way my sofa was set up, a person could easily be snuck up on, because the back was against the doorway.
I leaned down and kissed her head, before walking into the kitchen to grab something to drink. “Wasn’t shit out there in those streets. I be trying to get my business handled and come home.”
“I hear you.”
I returned to the living room with the Gatorade in hand and took a seat next to her. “What did you do today?”
“Nothing really. I added some tweaks to my website and checked out some new lenses.”
I nodded. “You know what’s fucked up?”
“What?” she peered over at me.
“You really got me on some homebody shit with you. Like I dead ass don't be feeling like I’m missing shit in the streets when I’m home with you.”
She giggled. “That’s because the pom-pom is tight, and the head is right.”
I tilted my head in her direction with a smirk. “I’m with you when you’re right, but on some real shit. I ain’t never been so content with nobody like I am with you.”
She nodded her head. “I honestly feel you on that. You make me see shit that I’ve never seen and though that kind of scaresme it also exhilarates me. You honestly complete me In ways that I never thought possible Namari.”
I leaned over and kissed her lips. What she had just said described exactly what I was feeling, but I probably wouldn’t have said it the way she had. I just hoped she knew how deep this shit with me and her ran. Nothing between us was just words. Everything had an action behind it.
Chapter Fifteen
Ommy
Days like this felt like complete heaven to me. Not only had I made a few new candles but I had also worked toward creating a new signature scent. I lived for the days when I could barricade myself in the lab and just be creative. Even this morning my creative juices were flowing, that’s why I got up and came here. It took me a while to get into the groove, but once I did everything was wonderful and I was so excited for what my new line could achieve. Now I was walking through the store collecting all of the seasonal items. I needed to get ready for the changes and put all of the newer things on some type of content promo. I had Surah ready for that, so I didn’t have to struggle to take pictures with my phone looking crazy.
The bell letting me know that someone had opened the door made me look up from what I was doing.
“Welcome in, how can I help you?” I greeted the gentlemen warmly.
He hadn’t looked up from his phone until he was further into the store. Then we locked eyes and a smile crossed his handsomeface. He almost looked familiar, but there was nowhere I could place him.
“You’re the owner over here right?” he questioned.
I nodded.
“I’m Kadence. I just opened up the barbershop across the street. I just wanted to stop in and meet the owner of this fine establishment.” He smiled and I could hear the southern drawl in his accent.
Now he was smiling too much, but instead of speaking my mind I nodded my head and extended my hand to shake his. “Omyia Jacobs.”
He nodded and accepted my hand, then he looked around the store. “You got it smelling good as a motherfucker in here.”
“Thank you.”
We made a little bit of small talk before he had to get back to his shop and I needed to get back to the task at hand. I didn’t really like being distracted when I felt like I was on a roll. Then what made it worse is as soon as I went back to doing what I was doing the bell sounded again.
