“Naw, I’m not.”
“Then what are you about to do?”
“Just told you I got some shit to do right quick, baby.”
Her pretty ass face twisted into a frown. “Why’d you call me if you had something to do?”
“My fault, love. I’m gon’ call as soon as I’m done.”
“Whatever, Makhai. Bye.”
I laughed lowly when she hung up , tossing my phone on my bed before I went to get dressed.
Pretty Ass Diamond:Don’t call me back tonight.
Pretty Ass Diamond: As a matter of fact, don’t call me ever again.
Pretty Ass Diamond: Liar!
I laughed to myself as I read her messages. She swore she wasn’t feeling a nigga like that at first, but she was going off because a nigga hadn’t called back in only a little over an hour and some change.
Locking my phone without replying, I pocketed it before climbing out of my car. I made sure to check my gun before securing it on my waist then making my way up the steps to my destination, two at a time. I stuffed my hands in my pockets while I waited for them to answer. I contemplated picking the mothafuckin’ lock but decided against it for now.
“Who is it?” They shouted. I chose not to reply, opting to knock again. “Who is it?!”
She paused for a few seconds before realizing I wasn’t going to respond, so she snatched the door open, leaving the chain on like she always did.
“You do know I can still open this door even with that weak ass chain, right?”
She tried her hardest not to smile, but failed miserably, before closing the door to remove the chain then opening it wide enough for me to come in. I immediately crowded her space, pressing her into the door frame.
“Who you poppin’ all that hot shit to in them text messages, Lord?” I playfully scowled at her.
“Youarea liar.” She grinned and pushed me back. “I knew you were coming over here. You’re becoming too predictable.”
“Why you was texting and crying then?”
“Nobody was crying, negro.” She rolled her eyes as she closed and locked the door.
“Where baby girl?”
“In her swing sleeping,” she pointed. “What are you doing here?”
“Came to get that plate.” I answered, walking toward the baby. She was small as shit and pretty as hell. Her little ass fists were balled tight as fuck as she slept peacefully, rocking side to side in her swing.
“Makhai, I know you’ve eaten,” Diamond said, tearing my attention away from the baby.
“Naw, I haven’t, so go fix ya man a plate.”
Her brows lifted. “My man?”
“That’s what I said.”
“You wish.” She waved me off but strutted her fine ass toward the kitchen. “I distinctly remember you promising me anunforgettable experience when you ask me to be your girlfriend. I’m holding you to that.”
“Word, so you want to be my girl?”
“You’ll have to see when I get my unforgettable experience,” she smiled.
