“Okay, Kane.” I rolled my eyes like he could see me. I couldn’t hold back my smile if I tried.
“I ain’t gonna hold you up. Make sure you get blue, though, and come show me later. I might want to see what they look like wrapped around my dick.”
Immediately, my faucet was turned on. I didn’t need to be in this nail shop getting wet because Kane wanted to be nasty.
“Bye, Kane.”
“Bye, Munch.”
The call was disconnected, and as I slipped my phone back in my bag, it chimed. My eyes ballooned when I looked at the notification. Kane had sent me over three thousand dollars andtold me to pay for me and Candace and do whatever else we wanted to do with it.
I wanted to call him back, but my name was called.
As Candace and I walked to the pedicure bowls, I told her about the money.
“Okay, big spender,” she said as she took her shoes and socks off.
“Girl. Why would he send that much money?”
“It doesn’t matter; just say thank you and let’s get on with our day.” She shimmied in her seat, then closed her eyes.
She knew that I would look out for her with that money. That was a part of our friendship. We never hesitated to treat each other.
Before the nail tech came over, I pulled out my phone to text Kane.
Me:
Thank you. I wasn’t expecting it and certainly not that much.
Kane:
You’re welcome, Munch. I know I pay you well, but I don’t want you to use your money if you don’t have to.
I read the message three times before I responded.
Me:
Okay. (heart emoji)
He informed me that he had a client coming in and to call him when I was done with Candace. I said okay, then relaxed in the chair.
A few hours later, Candace and I had got our nails and feet done. Afterward, we went and got something to eat and did a little shopping. It was freeing being able to spend someone else’s money. I had my own money, since I worked and didn’t have any real bills to pay, but I was trying to save as much as possible. At some point, I wanted to get out of my parents’ house, but I wasn’t in a rush. With the shift in my and Kane’s relationship, I wanted more privacy. It wasn’t a problem going to his house, but I wanted him to come to me sometimes. Plus, I just wanted to walk around naked. Or not have to worry about putting a robe on just to get a cup of water. When I lived by myself, I used to walk around naked or with almost next to nothing on. I couldn’t and wouldn’t do that in my parents’ house.
I needed to stop to get gas, so after I dropped Candace off at her car, I drove to the gas station.
I listened to one of my favorite R&B playlists and sang my heart out. When I looked into my rearview mirror, I noticed a black SUV that trailed me awfully close. I didn’t want to think too much of it, so I kept going.
My singing stopped when I noticed the same SUV still behind me. Every time I sped up, they sped up. I should have drove straight to the police station, but I didn’t. I started to head to Kane’s house but thought twice. I didn’t know who it was, and I didn’t want to lead anyone to his house.
Suddenly, the SUV came up next to me and turned his wheel toward me and practically ran me off the word.
“Holy shit!” I gripped the wheel to straighten the car. The SUV sped off before I could get their license plate. In fact, I didn’t even see a plate.
With shaky hands, I pulled over to the side of the road to call Kane.
“Kane.” I cried when he answered.
He didn’t hit me with the usual greeting; instead, he was on high alert. “Munch, where are you?”
