Page 9 of Pills and Potions: Kase
Tuesday peeked her head in from the hallway. “Oop.”
I leaned back, still holding my now-silent toy like a trophy. “You were saying, Kase?”
“Naw, baby,” he said, flashing that slow-ass grin. “I got a thick one, and I know how to use it. I don’t do pumps, I give strokes. Deep ones. Left the boxers behind on purpose… figured she needed a lil’ reminder since the dick hit like that. Besides, I’m the full package. No assembly required.”
“Please,” I scoffed, wrinkling my nose. “That’s nasty.”
He smirked, unfazed. “Says the shawty with the plastic to play with the pussy,” he winked.
My mouth dropped open. “Excuse me?”
Jace finally stepped back in the living room, shaking his head. “Leave her alone, man. You too old to be out here being an asshole.”
Kase leaned back on the couch. “Ain’t nobody being an asshole. I’m just sayin’—if she need help exploring, she ain’t gotta rely on batteries.”
“Boy, shut up!” Tuesday yelled from the hall. “You talkin’ too damn much. That vibrator probably gonna do her better than you think you can.”
I covered my face and groaned. “I hate all of you.”
Kase chuckled, low and shameless. “Nah, you love us. Just not as much as that little pink toy you was ridin’ like it owed you money.”
I couldn’t take it anymore. With my heart racing, I stood up, grabbed my little dignity and what was left of my pride, and stormed off. No words. Just the sound of my flats slapping against the hardwood and the buzzing in my ears, real or imagined. Yet again, I was embarrassed and humiliated by Kase, the ultimate bad boy. I slammed my bedroom door shut and collapsed onto my bed, burying my face in my comforter like I could scream into the thread count. Why did I even think I could be that girl? Bold and unbothered. I was none of the above. Just as I was contemplating moving to another state under a fake name, there was a knock on my door. I didn’t move. I didn’t answer. I already knew who it was.
“Blyssss,” Tuesday’s voice called, sing-songy.
I didn’t respond.
She cracked the door open and peeked in, one hand over her mouth, doing herverybest to hold in a laugh.
“I’m not talking to you,” I muttered, face still in the blanket.
She snorted. “Come on, it wasn’tthatbad.”
“You threw me to the wolves.”
“He’s not a wolf,” she said, walking in. “He’s more like a… horny hyena with a gym membership.”
I groaned louder. “That’s not helping.”
“Okay, okay.” She sat on the edge of my bed, her voice softening. “I’m sorry, alright? I didn’t know he was coming over, and I definitely didn’t think your little love rocket was gonna make a break for it in front of company.”
I lifted my head just enough to glare at her. “Younamedit?”
“I had to. It’s part of the family now.”
“Let’s watch movies or something,” I mumbled into the pillow. “I don’t want to be a third wheel.”
Tuesday looked over at me. “Why you say that?”
I sighed. “Well… apparentlyKasecalls me that. Because I’m always around blocking y’all.”
Tuesday rolled her eyes hard. “Girl,forgethim. That man got the emotional intelligence of a boxer brief. Get your stuff, we’re having a movie day. At Kase and Jace’s mansion.”
I groaned. “Do we have to?”
“Yes,” she said, already standing. “Because I’m your cousin and your emotional support agent, and you need to get out of your head. Besides, their place has a theater room, heated floors, and that dumb-ass popcorn machine Jace just bought. So come on.”
I didn’t really want to go, but sitting in my room, stewing over a man-child with abs wasn’t exactly healing either. So, I got up, grabbed my overnight bag, and tried to convince myself it was just a harmless chill day, not another round of awkward tension and humiliation. And besides, the brothers’ mansion was ridiculous, big, modern, and probably too expensive for two grown men who still argued over game controllers. Their father, a retired big-time baseball player, had bought it for them when they outgrew the condo. Or maybe just to throw money at them so they’d stop calling him out for being a trash dad. Either way, I packed light and followed Tuesday out. But when we got back to the living room, Kase was gone.
