It was a Louis bag, green and clean and the type of bag you ain’t even think twice about if you had it like that.
I let out a low laugh. Big Mama always knew what she wanted.
I texted her back.
You ain’t even say hey first, huh?
She ain’t take long.
I want that for my birthday, baby.
I shook my head, smilin’ to myself.
I got you, baby. Don’t even worry ’bout it.
She sent a heart, and that was that.
I locked my phone and set it down, goin’ back to my blunt while I kept my eyes on the water.
Then I caught movement out the corner of my eye. Sha’Nelle had stood up.
And yeah… she wasn’t tryna be subtle about it.
She walked past like she knew exactly what she was doin’, with them hips rollin’, thighs brushin’ together and chest movin’ just enough to turn heads.
I kept my eyes forward, but I was aware of every step she took.
By the time she got close, I could feel her lookin’ at me.
“It’s okay to speak, Renza,” she said, her tone light but that attitude sittin’ right under it. “I don’t fuckin’ bite, bro.”
I looked over at her and shook my head.
“Aye, Nelle,” I said. “How you doin’, girl? Don’t be comin’ around here with no damn attitude.”
She rolled her eyes like she was already over me.
“You lucky I care more about pourin’ me another drink than arguin’ with you,” she said, turnin’ away before I could say somethin’ else.
I ain’t chase it, though. I just watched her walk inside, then looked back at the pool like I ain’t care.
A few minutes later she came back out with a plate, passin’ right by me like I wasn’t even here.
I glanced at the plate in her hand a second longer than I meant to, and she caught it right away.
“You want some?” she asked, already knowin’ the answer.
I looked at her, then back at the plate, then shrugged like it ain’t even matter.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Well starve then, nigga.”
Then she kept walkin’.
I let out a low laugh and shook my head while I took another pull from my blunt.
She went back to her spot, sat down, dipped her feet in the pool, and went right to eatin’, drinkin’, smokin’ and vibin’ like I ain’t exist. And I let her.
I stayed where I was, mindin’ my business, smokin’, and keepin’ my focus where it needed to be.
