Page 21 of Absolute Fulfillment
His face immediately stoned. “What, that bitch sent you he?—”
I didn’t even allow him to finish his sentence. I knocked the Mario coins out his ass. He fell back into the rack of chips.
“Damn, I’m glad I found the fucking camera feed while you knocking motherfuckers into chip racks.” Reminisce walked up the aisle holding a wad of wiring and some chips. He was forever eating because he was always high and had the munchies.
I then leaned down and picked Syke up by his collar. “You wanna try that shit again, bitch?”
“The fuck you hit me for?”
“Because you was being disrespectful. I came in here to be civilized and tell you to fin?—”
“No you didn’t. You came to beat his ass.”
I cut my eyes at my brother. He was right. “He’s right; I did.” I hit his ass again with my free hand, hoping he stood up and took this shit like a man so I didn’t have to keep picking him up.
“This shit is sad. How you gonna beat his ass and he keeps tryna get down in the fetal position?” Reminisce asked, laughing hard as hell while eating a bag of corn chips.
“Shit, I don’t know.” This time I kicked him. “Look I’m really not tryna be in here like that. Leave Caya alone or I swear I’m coming back and next time I’ll be doing more than beating your ass.”
“That was the worst ass whooping I’ve ever seen in my life. The man ain’t have no fight in him,” Rem said as we exited the store.
I was inclined to agree, but I was too busy laughing. That was the first time I called myself doing some shit like that and nine times out of ten it wouldn’t be the last. I was kicking this friend shit with Caya for now, but that didn’t take away from the fact that I was feeling her. Not only that, but the more time I spent with her, the heavier that shit got.Friends for what, two weeks, and I was already tender.
After I dropped my brother off at his bike, I checked in with the club and made my way to Caya’s spot. I knew she was already there because she texted me when she left her suite and when I was leaving the club.
It didn’t take me long to get to her spot because she was less that fifteen minutes away from the club, literally a left turn and seven blocks straight.
I was pulling into her driveway when I saw her talking to some fool without a shirt and a lawnmower in his hand.The fuck was she grinning with him for?
I exited the car quickly like a damn lame. I went into my trunk and grabbed my duffle before walking the path up to where she stood talking too damn much for my liking.The fuck was I doing?
When ol’ boy saw me walking up, he should’ve walked off, but like a typical cocky ass nigga he stood there talking to her even when I stood on the side of her.
“It’s a little late for company, thug.” I dropped my head and kissed the side of her face.
Her expression was priceless. “I was thanking Doug for cutting my gra?—”
“’Preciate it, Doug. How much I owe you?” My attention went from her to ol’ boy who I could tell wanted some. No man was mowing a lawn for free, especially in ninety-five degree weather.
“Nothing. I was just doing the neighborly thing.”
“Gotta be something other than that. ’Cause I’ma tell you right now, yeen none. You better take this couple dollars while I’m offering it.”
Caya was embarrassed and I didn’t give a fuck.Who the fuck she thought she was out here in those little ass shorts talking to this random ass fool?
Doug was obviously taken aback by my honesty and that was cool too. While she thanked him and tried to apologize for me, I continued into her crib, mentally giving her thirteen seconds to have her ass in here before I went back out there and got her. It wouldn’t be pretty if I had to.
“I cannot believe you just did that.” She entered the living room after closing and locking the front door behind her.
“Believe it, plus his square ass wasn’t your type anyways.”
She tilted her head to the side. “And what is my type?”
“Me, but you in denial, scared you might just fuck around and like it over here.” I winked in her direction.
“Oh? Like plenty of others do?” she countered.
I threw my head back in confusion. “What is that supposed to mean?”
