“Look who done made them a friend,” Ebone said as I stood next to her.
Reaching over on the table, I grabbed a bottle of water. Twisting the cap off, I took a swig. “That nigga fine, ain’t he?” I smiled, and she nodded.
“He is,” Amil cut in beside her, ear hustling. “And he had yo’ ass in a trance.”
I giggled. “That nigga ain’t have me in no trance. I’m saucy. Let’s make a toast.”
“Okay. But raise your water bottle,” Amil suggested.
I was fine with that. I had reached my limit. They raised their cups, and I held up my bottle.
“Cheers to some of the finest women I know. May life continue to give us everything we speak into the universe. I love y’all.”
They all echoed the same sentiments, and we toasted.
“Does this signal the end of the night?” Danae questioned, tossing back her shot and shivering. “My husband just hit the button on these vibrating panties and texted that he’s pulling around the corner.”
Amil covered her ears, while me, Ebone, and Thyri cracked up.
“Aura is a mess,” Ebone commented. “I think I need to find me a husband.”
Shaking my head, I took another sip of my water. “I’m good to go if y’all are. Can you hand me my purse, Milz?”
As she passed me my purse, she pointed behind me. I turned to see Mehki’s people exiting their section, and he was headed toward me.
I walked out, meeting him in the middle. Again, his hand found my hip. “It was nice meeting you, Key,” he said, loud enough for me to hear. The smile he flashed was infectious.
“The pleasure was all yours, Mehki. Have a good night.”
“You too, shorty. Talk soon.”
“Umm, and how do you propose that’ll happen?”
“The universe has its ways. Stay pretty.” Winking, he walked off.
“That nigga got it in him,” Ebone said from behind me.
I was so busy watching Mehki as he disappeared into the crowd, I didn’t respond to her immediately.
“What?” I asked, tilting my head back.
“That dog.”
“Good thing I’m the dog whisperer.”
“Fuckin’ right.” She chuckled, and we slapped fives over my shoulder.
The night ended on a high note, and I’d gotten what I came out for. I couldn’t wait to post a couple pictures on my IGtomorrow. I had a few captions loading, one being a direct shot at Tobias.“A bad bitch waits for no one.”
The waymy head was pounding this morning made me scared to open my eyes. I groaned as I shifted my body, feeling every bit of the after affects from last night’s drinking. My mouth was dry as hell, and with the way my stomach was rumbling, I knew I owed it an apology. Before I could brace myself to sit up, my phone rang, amplifying the beating of steel drums in my head.
“Oh, my God, whatttt?” I groaned, reaching over on the coffee table blindly for a few seconds until my hand finally touched it.
I cracked my right eye open just enough to swipe my finger across the screen and answer the call.
“Hello?”
“Good afternoon, Dory.”Thyri laughed softly on the other end.“You alive?”
