“How this nigga pissed Iesha off.”
“Yeah, you owe her an apology, Seven. How dare you curse at her?”
“Ather? This nigga said he cussed her brother out,” I responded.
“He did, but when she took up for her brother, he cursed at her,” Maui explained.
“Seven, what the fuck did you say?” I asked.
He huffed loudly, like Daddy did at times. “I told him to go find himself some fucking business or some pussy to get into, because he was blocking the pussy I was tryna get into.”
I rolled my eyes.This nigga here.“And what did she say?”
“She told me not to talk to her brother like that, and I told her that she needed to quit treating that nigga like he was her fucking kid. He too grown to still be on her titties.”
“Oh my God!” Ashanni said as she rubbed her belly. “I wouldn’t talk to yo’ ass ever again. You would be fucking banished from my damn life.”
He lowered his head slightly. “Yeah, she said to fucking forget she existed.”
I tilted my head and could see that he was hurt. He deserved that shit though. “Had you even gotten the goodies yet?” Noni asked, breaking out of her Red Squared haze.
“Naw. She say that shit staying in the jar.”
I bit my bottom lip, trying not to laugh, but Kingsley ruined it when he chuckled. Apparently, Seven was oblivious to the song “Goodies” by Ciara. We all laughed hard as he frowned.
“Wait! Nigga, she said it like that?” Kingsley asked.
“Yeah. What the fuck y’all laughing at?”
“She quoted a damn Ciara song on yo’ ass!” Red Squared said, causing us all to laugh even harder.
When I finally calmed down, I saw that my baby had walked in with Mythic, Epic. and Treasure in tow. I stood from my seat and ran to him. I hadn’t seen him since Sunday, because I was working my ass off at the clinic, and he was practicing. Despite that, this week had blown by, and we were at another weekend already.
I kissed him on the lips as he held me tightly. Once he released me, I spoke to Treasure and Epic, then led them to where we were seated. Mythic had already blown by me to get to Maui.
I noticed Kingsley was still standing, staring right at Treasure. His gaze was intense as hell. She glanced at him as we sat, and her dark skin reddened some. She was flattered by Kingsley’s admiration. He sat after we did, but leaned over the table to shake Carter’s, Mythic’s, and Epic’s hands. His gaze went to hers again, and he asked, “How are you, Treasure?”
“I’m good. Thank you.”
She smiled slightly, but she stayed glued to Epic’s side. I noticed she was still slightly jumpy around men. Hell, I would be too after all she endured.
“So what were y’all laughing at?” Carter asked.
“Seven’s dumb ass,” Noni said, causing us all to start laughing again.
He held up the middle finger for everyone to see and fanned it around the area, which only made us laugh harder. Aunt Chrissy set our food on the table and blew kisses to everybody. She was by far my favorite aunt. Although Noni and I got on her nerves, she was still sweet to us, and that went a long way with us. Whenever we couldn’t be at home, for whatever reason, Noni and I stayed with Aunt Chrissy and Uncle LaKeith. She was the only one, besides our grandparents, that wanted to deal with us.
When she came back, she leaned over me to set a platter of boudin balls in the center of the table. She kissed my cheek, and said, “Hey, Bali. Love looks good on y’all, baby.”
My cheeks heated as I smiled at her. “Thanks, Aunt Chrissy.”
“Y’all let me know what y’all think about the oxtail boudin balls.”
Everybody quieted down, then suddenly bum rushed that platter. She clapped her hands and laughed at our foolery. I snatched one for Carter and me, then held it to his mouth. He bit off half of it, and I ate the other half. It was completely quiet while everyone sampled the food.
When Shani, then Noni stood up, I knew it was time for our shenanigans. I joined them, and so did everyone else. We started clapping and whistling. Aunt Jen’s and Aunt Chrissy’s smiles were wide. They started laughing at our foolishness, then went back behind the counter. My aunts were the best cooks. I’d rather eat their food than my mama’s food. She was a good cook, too, but she didn’t have shit on Aunt Jen and Aunt Chrissy. Nobody did.
Daddy Mayor and Uncle Marcus walked through the door, both looking pissed. That shit put me on high alert. I frowned as they went to the counter. If they didn’t come to us immediately, then it was probably nothing for us to be worried about. Seven and Ace both stood and went over to them, I supposed to see what was up. After all the bullshit with them trying to get at Seven and Mythic a few months ago, it had been quiet. It seemed it never stayed quiet for too long around this bitch.
