“Aww, aren’t you adorable? Well, Miss Mariah, I have a special chair for you right here. You beauties can sit anywhere you’d like.”
“We’re going to get our nails done first, Mom. Is that okay?” Rudy asked.
“Yeah. I need to talk to your auntie about some grown people business anyway.”
“Oh goodness. Come on, Meg. I don’t want to hear her shred my daddy.”
They both giggled and headed to the back where the nail station was located. I laughed as we took a seat next to my baby and helped her take off her sandals. I handed her, her tablet and headphones.
After we were settled, Drue told me about the situation with Ishmael. It was just what I thought; he was trying to get back with her.
“You don’t want to give him another chance?”
“Fuck no. Do you think I want a nigga with community peen, or one that had a baby on me? I may be a lot of things, but dumb ain’t one of them.”
“Agreed. I just can’t believe he would even ask you to work it out after all the stuff y’all been through, especially with you sleeping with his family.” I whispered the last part and laughed.
“I only slept with his half-cousin…His half-brother only gave me head.”
“You’re sayinghalflike that makes it better.”
“Girl, they were estranged anyway. I hate for a motherfucka to play in my face. I gave him fifteen years of my life and he does that shit to me? I mean, I was being the perfect wife while he was being the perfect whore and had these hos laughing at me, smiling in my face, and fucking my nigga behind my back. Since they want to play games, I’m going to be a master at it. I’m going to fuck Tanisha’s boyfriend next week.”
“Drue…Come on now. That happened over a year ago. You have to let that go.”
She snickered. “Nope! I ain’t over it yet. I might double back on the cousin because that shit was kind of fire.”
“Oh, Lord. God, forgive my sister.”
“Chile, please. God made that happen, so we’re even,” she said, waving me off.
I snickered.
“Anyway, what’s up with you? Justin still in the doghouse?”
I sighed. “I don’t know if I’m tripping or not, but I caught him whispering on the phone last night, telling someone he promised to take them somewhere. He swore it was Jolie’s husband Jonathan, saying he promised him he’d take him to Atlantic Cityfor his birthday, but the way he was talking…the shit sounded suspect.” I shook my head. “He doesn’t even hang out with Jonathan like that.”
“Mo, if you think that man is cheating, then he’s cheating. Our intuition never lies, darling.”
“You think so?”
“Doyouthink so?”
“I do.”
“Then it is so. We can do some investigating when we get back to your house. For his sake, he better not be because I’ll have you down at theLove House, getting that yoni ate like a fresh peach.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her crazy ass. “What the hell is aLove House?”
“A place where people go to get their desires met.”
“You’ve been there before?”
“Duh. How do you think I know about it?”
“Drue, there is so much I don’t know about you. Why haven’t you told me any of this?”
“You think I want my little sister to know that her big sister is a preacher’s kid turned freak? Nah.”