My Forever: You always know where your heart is, Dai. I’ll see you soon.
I stared at the screen, trying to figure out how soon he meant. Because I certainly wasn’t emotionally prepared for a reunion that I couldn’t plan for in advance. Was I?
CHAPTER 4
Family Business & My Business
PRYCE
Istood in front of the mirror at Aura’s tailor’s shop in a tux jacket that fit right but felt constricted, solely because I didn’t want to be there. Adai had just texted that she was back in the city, and my mind was at the airport. I cursed myself for silently agreeing to not show up. She was dragging this space shit as if the six months wasn’t long enough. I mean, we had issues, but she was trying to hide out like a nigga was beating her at one point or something.
“Stand still please,” the tailor said again, tugging at my sleeve.
I let the shit slide the first time, but now, his perfection was starting to piss me off.
“It fit, nigga. Damn.” I snatched my arm back and took the jacket off to hand to him. Walking over to the chair I’d previously occupied in the corner, I sat down.
He threw his hands up and shook his head.
“Don’t worry bout him, Danny,” Jay said from across the shop where he sat, leaned back in his chair with his arms folded like he was supervising the fitting instead of getting measured himself. “He don’t mean no harm. He don’t get out a lot,” he joked, and the guys laughed out loud.
“Yeah,” Aura cosigned from where he stood in the middle of the room in his tux. “He been angry since a baby.”
“Nigga, shut up,” I said to Aura, who continued laughing.
They loved to fuck with me.
“Aye, I won’t be spoken to in that manner in preparation for my special day,” he shot back with a smirk.
“You the bride or the groom, my nigga?” I joked back. “Talkin’ bout,in preparation for your special day.”
“Don’t disrespect me, dawg.”
“Both y’all niggas shut up,” Enzo, who’d changed back into his street clothes, said as he walked from the back of the shop.
He was the first of the groomsmen to get fitted, while me, Tay, and Jay arrived sometime after.
“Here this nigga go, thinking he run shit. Mr. EverybodyCalmDown,” Tay teased, and Enzo chuckled.
The name fit him perfectly. He was either too laid back and wanted everybody to chill or ready to fuck some shit up. I didn’t care either way.
“I can’t believe you got us in here trying on tuxes,” Tay said to Aura. “You ain’t even let the engagement settle in, dawg.”
Aura adjusted his cufflinks in the mirror, not bothering to look up when he spoke. “Don’t need to wait for something we both know is happening, Tay.”
“True but damn. Can she get a minute to enjoy the ring?”
Aura smirked. “She’s enjoying it. But it ain’t got shit on this boulder I’ma bout to put on top of that one.”
“Do she know there’s gonna be a wedding next month?” Jay asked skeptically.
“What you mean?”
“He means you’re known for doing wild shit. Like having her car towed while she’s on a date,” I said. “So, we know you’re not above planning a whole wedding and telling Danae to show up fully dressed and ready.”
“Yeah, what grumpy man said.” Jay pointed out.
“Keep playin’ wit’ me, nigga,” I warned, and he chuckled.
