“Yes, so where is she?” she snapped. “Where’s Vanity?”
“You followed me here, Diamond?” I ignored her question and asked. I didn’t care that she did, but I didn’t like the fact that I didn’t notice the shit.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Yeah, it does.” I chuckled humorlessly. “I can’t have mothafuckas following me without me knowing and shit.”
“Oh, but bitches can text you after clearing their whole day for youandafter you just left me?!” she snapped. “You just fucked me! My pussy is probably still in your fucking mustache!”
I smirked, “I wish.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Nigga, do you think I’m playing with you? You’re cheating on me and you’re playing?”
“Girl, ain’t nobody cheating on your crazy ass,” I laughed. “Told you that you was off in the head, Lord.”
“No,Lord, you just wish I was! I read the messages, mothafucka. Who is she, and where is she at? Tell her to come out. Everyone knows you have a woman, wellhada woman, so it’s no point in hiding.”
“Damn, so we broke up?”
She scoffed. “I know you don’t think we’re still together when you’re here with another woman. Do not piss me off.”
“Shiddd, you already pissed off,” I chuckled, “but shit, I guess I don’t need to get this crib for us since you breakin’ up with a nigga and shit.”
Her face softened. “W-wait, what?”
“Yo’ ass been so busy talkin’ shit and actin’ a fool, you ain’t even notice that this crib is empty.”
She finally started to really look around the place and realization set in.
“Oh, my God,” she covered her mouth. “Makhai,”
I laughed and reached to bring her into my embrace.
“I’m supposed to be the crazy one, love.”
“You are the crazy one,” she laughed. “I just thought—oh my God,” she groaned into my chest. “I feel stupid now.”
“Is it safe now?” Vanity started back down the steps with an amused look on her face.
Diamond looked up, her pretty face red as hell from embarrassment. “I am so sorry. I don’t normally act like this. He just?—”
“It’s okay, girl,” Vanity chuckled. “He knows I’m the same way about Fredrick.”
Diamond’s brows dipped as she glanced up at me, so I clarified, “She talkin’ about Frog. This is his girl Vanity. She’s a realtor.”
My baby buried her face in my chest again causing me and Vanity to laugh.
“Don’t be embarrassed now,” I said. “You don’ already showed your ass.”
“I know,” she whined, “and look at me,” she stepped back and pointed to her attire. She was in an oversized t-shirt and some of them lil’ ass tight shorts with her hair pulled up in a bun.
“You look good as fuck to me,” I admitted.
She rolled her eyes. “Ialwayslook good to you.”
“On Lord.” I smirked then kissed her.
“Well, should we still tour the house or…”
