Page 105 of Love's Most Wanted
“Semi deadbeat is what Cemone called it,” Yolani said, and the women nodded as if that were a good term for it.
“And when that happened, Khari spun out of control, but it was short-lived, and he got it together.” Couture beamed.
“Heeyyyy, ladies!” A loud but delicate voice boomed over the table, making me look over my shoulder to see a pretty girl grinning.
“This is my best friend, Bambi.” Couture introduced as she hugged her.
“Ooh okay, Unique.” She sized me up with a smile as she pulled a chair up. “You lucky he was too young for me.”
I jerked my neck back, but Presley said, “She’s joking.”
“Yeah, the only one she ever liked was Khari.” Scotland chuckled.
“Before I knew her ass, okay.” She pointed at Couture. “We gotta tell thewholestory,” Bambi said, causing the table to giggle.
“So have his ex-bitches tried you?” Scotland queried.
“A little bit. The skinny one was hiding in his attic the other night,” I said, and the ladies’ jaws were on the floor.
“You lying,” Analicia said.
“I wish I was. Was up there eating chips, too, so she clearly planned to stay a while,” I added, causing the ladies and even myself to erupt into laughter so loudly that everyone looked over.
“Aye, what you telling ’em?” Unique stood up, deep voice reverberating over the large backyard. “Hope it ain’t no private shit,” he said.
“The fact that yo’ sex life would be something they could laugh at is alarming, my nigga,” Bashar said before the two of them began to bicker while his brothers laughed.
“Speaking of sex life, I guess I should tell you guys now.” Presley stood up and opened her jacket to show the small bump that was her midsection, which caused all of us to screech in surprise. “Lisara and Prime already know, and we’re hoping for a baby girl. I need one,” she stated extra loudly, cutting her eyes in the direction of her husband, who was seated at the table with his brothers, smirking and shaking his head ‘no’ in response to her comment.
“I thought you said no more for a few years?” Yolani grinned, eyes zoned in on Presley’s tummy.
“Yeah, well, we all know that’s very hard to do with them brothers. Every time I look up, Shakur wants to have sex.” She sat back down. “And always tries to find reasons why. Talking about practice was rough and he needs to fuck.”
The table broke out into laughter, and it was probably because we experienced the same thing.
“I thought that was just Bashar. Whatever is wrong with me, it’s because we need to have sex,” Analicia admitted, extending our laughter. “I was literally coughing my lungs up once, and he swore if I let him give me head, it would help. Be trying to use his degrees as backup, claiming he learned the shit in class. I did notice I wasn’t coughing at all during though so he may be onto something.”
We continued cackling, and by now, my eyes had begun to water.
“That’s why I stopped telling Lequay about songs I like because his response is always ‘we need to have sex to it.’” Scotland mocked his deep tenor with a roll of her eyes, and we guffawed even louder, causing quick stares. “One time the nigga said it about a gospel song and when I pointed out the lyrics, knowing he had paid the song no attention, he felt terrible.”
We broke into laughter.
“See, I didn’t catch on at first because Asif is smooth with it. He’ll be like ‘you been on your feet all day, let me massage ’em,’ then next thing you know, I’m laid in the middle of the bed, legs shaking and slutted out.” We fell out. “He tells me I’m beautiful every day, but when he wants some, he starts early in the day withheavycompliments and on everything I do. So by nighttime I’m flattered and prepped,” Anastazia explained, making us giggle. “Man told me once he was impressed by how quickly I bathed Sophie and put her to bed, and for some reason, I was blushing.”
“Yeah, all that would probably work on me, too, so don’t feel bad,” Scotland said with a grin as the rest of us agreed through laughter.
“He has his gangsta moments, though, where he foregoes it all and just comes to me like baby, I wanna fuck.” Anastazia grinned and we cracked up at how calmly she claimed he said it.
“See that’s Khari all the time. He’s straight up. He just starts kissing me, and if I let it keep going, which I always do because I’m a slave to his touch,” she rolled her eyes, “we end up fucking.”
“Yeah, see, Cemone acts like him being allowed to have sex with me is such a privilege for him, and that turns me on. So, I’m always like fine, boy, come get you some.” Yolani playfully rolled her eyes, causing us to cackle.
“Unique just throws out how he’s my husband and it’s like a switch goes off.” I shook my head at myself as the women giggled.
“That word will work on your ass for the first year or so.” Presley cheesed.
“Did you even make it the six weeks, Stazi?” Bambi chuckled.
