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But for some reason…
That shit got under my skin.
Sade
“I came there to work… not care about his attitude.”
Laila and I sat in my car outside the project site waiting for nine o’clock to hit so we could go inside and deal with Vaughn. I was finishing my coffee while she fixed her lip gloss in the mirror.
“You still ain’t told me about last night,” she said, turning toward me. “How was the date?”
I smirked a little. “It was actually good.”
“Actually?” She laughed. “Damn, the bar was low.”
“It was,” I admitted. “I was gonna go home and go to bed after work, but Marcus called and invited me out, so I went.”
“And?”
“And… I kissed him.”
Laila gasped dramatically and grabbed my arm. “Oh my God, you kissed him?”
I laughed. “Yes.”
“Bitch!” She started laughing. “Wait, hold on. You really like him?”
I looked down at my coffee for a second before shrugging. “I think I do. I was distracted on our first date because Vaughncame to the table acting all… Vaughn. But after our date at my office, I actually started liking him.”
Laila smiled at me genuinely. “I’m happy for you.”
“Thank you.”
“You gon’ finally let somebody tap that?”
I laughed. “I ain’t say all that.”
“You kissed him. That’s step one.”
I shook my head, still smiling. “You’re annoying.”
“No, you’re scary. That’s what you are.”
I looked toward the building. “Speaking of scary… should I apologize to Vaughn for having an attitude yesterday?”
“Fuck no,” Laila said immediately. “That attitude gon’ get the job done.”
I laughed again. “I was kinda mean.”
“And he was kinda irritating. Y’all even.”
I checked the time on the dashboard.
9:00 AM.
“A’ight. Let’s go.”
We got out of the car and headed inside.
