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“My bad.”

“You straight?”

Neither one of us looked at the other. Not after last night.

“Come on,” I told her.

“We’re just going to leave?” Kyenna asked.

“I got my people comin’. Shit, there’s nothin’ else we can do here.”

I took one last look at the unit before pulling the rolling door down, and I put a new lock on it that I stopped to grab before pulling up here.

“Don’t move anymore by yourself, Kyenna. We didn’t hire them niggas for you to just be movin’ how you want to.”

“Okay,” she said with an attitude.

I walked her to her car, and she stopped before she got in.

“Meek.”

“Yeah.”

“You still mad?”

“’Bout what?”

Kyenna looked down at the pavement. The shame was eating her ass up, and I was trying to move on like the shit never happened.

“Last night,” she said.

“I ain’t mad, Kyenna.”

“If you are, you have every right to be. I embarrassed myself.”

“Ky-”

“I did, but it was just hurt and alcohol. I crossed a line, Meek.”

“It’s not that serious.”

“I needed to say it, and I don’t want to talk about it anymore,” she said.

She climbed in her car before I could say another word. I watched her pull off first. Since we were headed in the same destination, I followed behind her. As she turned into her gate, I kept driving to my parents’ house.

“Hey, son,” my mama greeted me when I walked in.

“What you about to do?”

“Getting ready to go and meet up with a few of the girls.”

“Have fun.”

“Hey.” She stopped me. “How did it go last night with Kyenna? Were you able to get through to her?”

I swallowed hard and thought about my words careful as fuck. My mama wasn’t a damn fool.

“Yeah, I got in. She was having a hard time, but she’s fine now.”