Page 9 of Feeling Blue

“Yeah, he did. Look at her blushing,” Nova interjected. “I think he needs to say that out loud for everybody to hear.”

“The fuck for? You don’t need to hear shit that nigga said,” Auto chumped her off while she giggled. “Sorry, Granny-girl and Mrs. Sofia,” he apologized.

Laughter carried through the room as Blue made his way in and touched bases with everyone again. He was headed to grab some food when Auto’s granny called him to her. He sat next to her, and she grabbed his hand and patted it.

“Are you Haitian, Baby?”

“Yes ma’am, you are too, aren’t you?”

She nodded with a smile so warm, Blue could feel the heat in his chest. “I am, and so is my Auto. Enjoy the red beans and rice. I made you oxtails too,” she nodded toward the table where the food was. “I heard that was your favorite meal.”

Blue’s attention went directly to Forever. She wasn’t looking at him right then, and had shed the jacket to her suit,making him do a double take. That little curvy body trapped him in lust every time he caught a glimpse of her. She was leaning casually against the wall talking to her sister and cousin, with one ankle crossed over the other.

Her long back and legs stretched for miles while the subtle curve of her ass and breasts accentuated her slim frame. The long black tresses hung down her back and moved every time she moved her head.

“She’s a beautiful girl,” Granny-girl patted his hand again. “She works so hard and too much. All she does is work, work, work. No life. She has none.”

Blue chuckled at the disdain in Granny’s voice for Forever’s work ethic.

“But a gem. Such a sweet and quiet spirit. Like you,” she nudged him. “You’ll be a good boy this time around, yeah?”

“Yes ma’am. I’m not getting into no more trouble.”

“You better not. I’m going to ask my Auto to tell me about you.”

Blue looked at her and smiled. “You know he’s crazy, right?”

“He’s special,” she corrected, making Blue laugh as he stood and moved toward Forever. She definitely had a mother’s love for that nigga, because Auto was special alright. A special kind of crazy.

As soon as he approached the women, all of their attention went to them. “Hell y’all over here talking about?”

“How big your dick is,” Eternity said first.

“And if Forever can take it,” Goody added. “She said she could feel it through your dress pants.”

Blue was caught off guard by their brashness, but was quickly learning, those two said whatever they wanted to say. No matter how out of line it may have been.

“Is that so?” he questioned them, all while eyeing Forever. Her innocent staring pulling at him. “What you say, Forever? You think you can take it?”

She nodded.

“Open your mouth hoe, you grown,” Goody urged.

“Leave her alone, Goody. You know this Forever first time being with a thug. Bitch probably don’t understand that hood shit.”

“Damn, you right. I forgot she wasn’t even fucking before he came along.”

“Forget both of y’all.”

“Don’t worry about it baby, whether you can take it or not, I’ma make it fit,” he winked at her. “You good.”

The three of them cackled in amusement as Blue stood smiling at their banter. He stayed with the women, talking for a little while longer before moving on to the men. They were all standing around the kitchen table eating and talking, so he joined. Jerrico shook his hand first.

“I made every Haitian dish I could think of, minus the oxtails and rice. His grandmother made those. She insisted since it was your favorite,” Jerrico smiled at him. “I don’t think she trusted me to make them.”

Calvary laughed with his brother. “Even though you’re a world class chef.”

“And the shits bussing too, so I don’t blame her. Granny can cook her ass off. That’s why her and Nova so big now.” Auto looked over his shoulder to make sure the ladies hadn’t heard him.

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