But I could see it.
She understood what that meant, too.
“Boss man,” she said lightly.
I smirked.
“Don’t start.”
Lil Zay grabbed the phone again.
“Dada boss!” he yelled, laughing, not even knowing his life had just changed.
I let out a low chuckle.
“Yeah,” I said. “Something like that.”
Emily shook her head, smiling. “We’re proud of you.”
I nodded because I appreciated that coming from her.
More than I said.
“Y’all good out there?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she said. “We’re good.”
“Keep it that way,” I said.
Yuna gave me a look like she already knew what that meant.
“I will,” she said.
I held the phone a second longer.
Took them in.
Then nodded.
“I’ma call you later.”
“Okay,” Emily said.
Lil Zay waved.
“Bye, Dada!”
I ended the call.
The car went quiet again.
LA back around me.
Dark.
Loud.
Mine now.
