“Is it true you dumped Knockout for Indiri?”
“Indiri, Knockout says you like his leftovers. Is that true?”
So many stupid people and faces I had never seen a day in my life all in my business.
“Stop thinking about that shit, man. When we get back we’ll figure it out, but till then, fuck them people.”
I glanced over at him, then down where his hands rested on my legs in his lap. “You’re right.”
He grinned as the car slowed. “I know.”
“We are here,” Bigs announced from the front.
I sat up and looked around, taking in my sister’s massive, two-story, pale bricked home. We were literally in her driveway which meant I had gotten lost in Indiri’s presence that fast. “Oh, shit we are.” I had gotten so caught up in him and everything that just took place that I forgot I was kind of walking him into the lion’s den with no warning. Well maybe not, Siyah wasn’t that bad.
“Why did you just get nervous?” Indiri asked as Bigs opened the door from his side.
“Because you’re meeting my sister,” I said in a duh tone.
“And? You met all my siblings. Shit, you’re about to go on vacation with them.”
“First of all, I met them before I knew they had any relation to you. As a matter of fact, I me?—”
“It doesn't matter. You met all my people at this point. When am I meeting your mama and grandmother?”
I melted when for the millionth time today he extended his hand toward mine. “When do you want to?” My hand locked in his as we walked up my sister’s long ass pathway.
“When we get back.”
I laughed. “I’m pretty sure I’ll be getting a call soon anyway, seeing as how so many people with cameras were in front of my place and bakery.”
“That was a bitch move. Compromising your safety doesn't sit well with me.”
“How do you figure it was him?” I asked as we reached the two-step porch. I pressed the doorbell before turning to look at him.
“Because he plays media games. Jordyn already texted me about it.”
“Oh my was i?—”
“Nothing for you to worry about. We are good.” The look he gave me was so reassuring that I was smiling and leaning into him for a hug that ended with him pecking my lips. At the same time, the door opened.
“Oh my. You’re definitely a tall one, aren’t you?” The voice behind me wasn’t my sister’s, but instead my mother’s.
My eyes bulged. As far as I knew, this was supposed to just be my sister and her family. When the hell had the plans changed? When had my mother and my grandmother been added?
I turned around abruptly, eyes landing on my mother who had a massive smirk on her face, like she had caught me doing something. “Mama, what are you doing here?”
She stepped back, allowing Indiri and me inside before she responded. “Well, you live in the city, so we can’t just pop up on you, but your sister we can visit whenever we want. Now stop asking me questions before you greet me and tell me who’s this man you just had your lips all on.”
I grinned nervously. Nigga asked to meet my mama, and here she was in the flesh, looking like she wanted to jump his bones.
“Mommy, this is Indiri. Baby, this is my mother, Annie.”
She cut her eyes between me and him before she spoke again. “Like the boxer?”
I closed my eyes and exhaled. Yet another person in my family who knew sports while I hadn’t found out Indiri was a boxer until he’d told me.
I didn’t respond fast enough.
