“If my hands weren’t wet, I’d hang up on you.” I smiled.
“I’m knowing, so shoutout to baby girl and her bath time,” he chuckled. “But on some real shit, you knew that whatever the fuck happened today could potentially happen, so don’t get down about the shit or let it stress you. It is what it is.”
“I know, but that’s easier said than done,” I mumbled.
“On Lord, but my pops always told me you can’t fix what someone else broke by breaking yourself in the process. So like I said, don’t sweat it. God got you andIgot you, so everything gon’ be straight. Get baby girl’s bath done, get yourself together, eat and enjoy the rest of your day. Everything gon’ be straight. I promise.”
It was something about the way he said everything would be okay that made me believe him. Since leaving Gwen my chest had been tight and I felt heavy, but just hearing his voice and his words made everything feel lighter.
Maybe everything would be okay.
Not because the situation would no longer exist or because it made sense, but simply becausehesaid it would.
We talked for a few more minutes before I let him get back to work since he was at the studio, then I finished up with Keona. After her bath I gave her a warm bottle that did the trick and knocked her out. I was going to take advantage of that time and get my own bath out of the way, but there was a knock at my door.
I fussed at myself as I walked down the hall because I had, yet again, forgotten to get a camera so I could see who was there before I answered. By the time I opened my door, a man was walking away, but he’d left some kind of basket there. Leaning down, I grabbed it with both hands because it was so large, then took it inside, using my foot to kick the door closed.
I placed it on the table before I hurried back to lock the front door then returned to the basket. It was wrapped in plastic, so I carefully ripped it open and immediately began to look for a card. It was on the other side, so I plucked it out and read it:
Since I can’t be there to take care of you right now, at least let me try like this.
Daddy Loc.
I couldn’t stop smilingas I read over the card a few times. He was so ridiculous for having whoever sign his name as Daddy Loc, but I didn’t worry about it too much. I began to look through the basket. There was a large, plush white robe, Dr. Teal’s bath salt and night wash, candles, some snacks, and a nice bottle of wine. It was a comfort kit and had really warmed my heart because it was thoughtful. I wanted nothing more than to take a long, hot relaxing bath after the day that I’d had, so I was going to do just that.
I removed the bottle of wine from the basket and poured myself a glass before going back to my room with it and the basket to start my bath. After adding the salt and night wash to my water, I called Makhai while the tub filled.
“You got your shit?” he asked as soon as the call connected.
“I did, and I really appreciate it. Thank you.” I smiled.
“It ain’t shit. Just something to make you relax since I can’t be there to do it.”
“My bath is running now,” I let him know. “I just wanted to call and thank you before I got in.”
“Shiddd, you should have FaceTimed me when you got in that bitch. That would have been the best thank you for real.”
I laughed. “I’m hanging up on you.”
“I knew that shit,” he chuckled. “Enjoy your night, baby. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Goodnight, Makhai.”
“Night, love.”
THIRTEEN
Loco.
“Aight, so now that we got everything finalized, we can start the promo roll out,” Sy said as we wrapped up our meeting.
“That’s cool,” I nodded. “I’m low key excited, Lord.”
“As you should be,” he grinned. “People have only been seeing you here or there, recently when you’re doing features or appearances. They gon’ love this tour.”
“Facts,” I agreed then stood. “I’ll announce it later today if that’s cool.”
“No doubt, bro,” he stood as well then dapped me up. “I’ll let them team know to press the button on their end after you do yo’ shit.”
