“I’m fine. You don’t have to do that.”
“I know.”
“Court, just invite her to the table,” Maleek told her.
“Nah, it’s your birthday. I’m sure she got shit to do,” Rayzor said.
“Just ask her.”
“Oh no. I can’t do that. I have my son and sister with me,” I explained.
“Is she fine?” Maleek asked.
“What the fuck I tell you?”
Maleek shaped up after Rayzor straightened him out, although he wasn’t an issue.
“How many in your party, sir?” the hostess asked.
“Five, but give me something for six,” Rayzor told her.
“I’ll be right back,” the hostess replied, scurrying off.
“Rayzor, you don’t have to do that. I’m tired and just wanna go home.”
“And you can still do that. Gon’ get lil’ man and your sister. Come eat.”
“It’s Maleek’s birthday.”
“And he said he’s cool with you coming along. Stop stressing. Go get them kids out the car before I do it,” he said sternly.
“Oh please.” I rolled my eyes. “You don’t even know what kind of car I drive.”
“You talking about that white Lexus out front?” he retorted and that shut me the hell up. I was off my ass on and my feet before he decided to get all in my business. Levi and Erin were excited to go inside the restaurant. I had to make sure they looked presentable because Levi loved wearing what he ate in school that day. Surprisingly, he looked as put together as he did when I dropped him off. Erin was a pretty girl and didn’t like a wrinkle in her clothing.
“A friend of mine wants us to join them for dinner. Y’all be good in here, alright?”
“Aunt Suki or Rhea?” Erin asked.
“Neither. And stop being nosy.”
Holding Levi’s hand, Erin stood on the side of me.
“Erin, this is…”
“Rayzor, the boxer! That’s Rayzor, Eris. You know him?” she asked, elated.
I was taken aback, eyes wide, shocked in confusion because what the hell did she know about boxing?
“You know him?” I asked with furrowed brows.
“Everybody knows him. Tyrell can’t stop talking about him. That’s his favorite boxer. I gotta call him,” she rambled.
Tyrell was her little boyfriend that was on the wrestling team at school. I gave her that leniency to have guy friends, but the relationship doesn’t go outside of school. When she goes to his matches, I’m right there with her.
“Wait until after dinner, Erin,” I suggested. She rolled her eyes, but I bet her ass didn’t make that call. Now, whatever she texted was on her, but nobody better not show up to this restaurant that was a friend of hers. She’d have to answer to me.
“Nice to meet you, Erin. I’m Courtland and this is my little brother, Maleek,” Rayzor introduced himself, shocking me that he gave her his first name.
