Page 20 of Christmas Luvin

“Whyyou spoke to that nigga first?”IaskedBria, walking over and standing right in front of her.

“Oh,God,Pee-Wee.Really?Here.Tastethis.It’saGrinchdrink.”Shepicked up the glass that she had been drinking from and put it to my lips, soIcould taste it.

“What’sgood, sis?”InsaneaskedBria, coming over and giving her a one-armed hug.

Hethen took the seat next toBriaon another barstool.Ilaughed whenIsaw the nigga’s eyes onCarmen.Iput the glass to my lips and finished the drink.Thatshit was strong as fuck, too.

“Damn.Fuckyou put in here?”Iturned to askCarmen, and she started laughing.

“CaptainMorgan, someMidori, and 7-Up.TheCaptainMorganwas too strong?” she asked.

“Nah,Ilike strong.Idrank it, thinking it was going to be some sweet shit,”Ilet her know.

“Sane, say what’s good toCarmen,”Iinstigated, walking closer toBriaand lifting her in my arms for a second because she had her arms out like she was waiting for me to pick her up.Weain’t seen each other in a few hours, and when you’re in love, that’s equivalent to a few months.

“Aight, nigga, stop trying to be funny,”Insaneshot back whileIheldBria, and she kissed my lips.

“What’sfunny about you saying hey to me?”Carmenwanted to know.

Istarted laughing, knowing they were about to start going at it.Theygot around each other and acted like an old ass married couple.

ItonguedBriadown for a few seconds and then took the seat where she had been sitting and put her on my right thigh.Therewas another drink in front of her, and that one was red.Shehanded it to me.

“Ain’tnothing funny, mami.Yougot it,”Sanestated, putting his hands up in surrender like he didn’t want any smoke withCarmen.

“Hellyeah.Thisis the one.Cuz, you’ll make me one of these?Sane, you want one too?”Iasked.

Thenigga shook his head fast as hell.Istarted laughing becauseIknew he would do that.Sickass nigga wouldn’t eat or drink shit from a woman, even though he was sitting right there and could watchCarmenfix the drink.

“Youmust be one of them ones who thinks a bitch will put her period blood in your spaghetti,”Carmencommented, andSaneglared at her.

“Foryou to even know that means your crazy ass would probably do it,” he shot.

Thetwo of them together was a shit show, soBriaandIwere laughing, butIalready knew that after a few jokes,Briawould tellInsaneto stop because she swore somebody died and made her ass the fuckin’ fun police.

“Iwon’t put my period blood in your spaghetti, papi.I’llfor sure shoot at you, though.”Shesaid that shit like it was nothing.

Mostniggas would have probably backed down to some shit like that, butInsanestarted smiling because he loved that crazy shit.

“You’llshoot at me, and you’ll put roots on me.Havea nigga walking backward and doing all kinds of weird ass shit,” he responded.

Carmenhanded me the drink,Ithanked her for it, and then she put her attention onInsane.

“Alright, we’re all grown.It’sno kids in here, soIdon’t have to be mindful of whatIsay.Youfuck hoes, don’t you?” she boldly asked.

“Yeah,Ifuck hoes.Igot me some fine shit thatI’mabout to slide on whenIleave here,” he confirmed, andCarmenrolled her eyes.

“Youwear condoms every time you fuck hoes?” she continued.

“Ialways wear a jimmy, baby.IbuyMagnumstoo,” he let her know.

Iwas rolling becauseInsanewas the last person for anyone to argue with.Thenigga was ignorant, and he let a lot of bullshit come out of his mouth.

“Youmean to tell me every bitch you’ve ever fucked, you’ve worn condoms?Neverhad raw sex?” she questioned again.

“Baby,Idon’t even eat raw meat, soI’mnot raw fuckin’,” he said, andIgave him a pound for that one.

“Oh,Pee-Wee, please!Youprobably don’t even know how much condoms cost anymore.”Briajumped her ass in the conversation, trying to get up from my lap, butIplaced my hand on her stomach, keeping her in place.

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