“Oh yeah, they’re dating,” I heard from behind me.
“It’s–”
“I don’t need to know the price.”
I handed her the card and she put in the system before handing me a pad to sign. Afterwards, she handed me a receipt. The women left behind watched me as I left out the building.
What should’ve taken thirty minutes took an hour after leaving the school. I went to the local flower shop and got Eris a bouquet and a bear before heading back to her. When I got in, she was under the covers, knocked out. I didn’t even bother her as I cleaned up the kitchen.
The more I swept the floor, the more I thought about how this mothafucka had me being domestic and liking it. I was in my own head, music going with a couple things on my mind. By the time I finished, I had hit her kitchen, bathrooms and was inside Levi’s room tightening up a few things.
“Rayzor, what’re you doing?” Eris’ voice grogged behind me.
“Aye, nigga, Ion know what the fuck you thank this is, but I got it on me,” I joked before turning around and seeing her mouth gapped open. I chuckled as I walked over to her.
“You play too much.” She pouted.
“Shit, you play too much. I had to let a nigga know.”
“Do I sound that bad?”
“Yo’ shit deeper than mine, baby.”
She laid her head into my chest. “I hate being sick.”
“I know, and I got you. By tomorrow, you gon’ be back in shape.”
“I can’t drink that concoction you made last night. It smells like motor oil.”
“It makes you worse before better. That means it’s working because you couldn’t smell nothing earlier.”
“You know what? You’re right.”
We headed back to her room where we got in bed, and she laid on me. Laying in silence, listening to the city come alive. Eris’ crib wasn’t in the hood, but not in the burbs; a nice middle. Her crib was big enough for her and the kids, and she took pride in having a place of their own.
“I got hit with a proposition today.”
I pushed the shit Morrison mentioned about having a woman mixed with my brand to the side.
“What’s that?”
I leaned down and grabbed the photos.
She examined them.
“Damn, they really go all out when taking pictures, huh?”
I smirked.
“Hell yeah.” I was reading her energy. “You sho’ you still wanna do this?”
She grazed the side of my face. “No amount of cameras will stop me from being with you.”
I smiled.
I kissed her.
“Good because yo’ ass locked in.”
