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“I got in late yesterday, Zoey and had some shit to do early today.”
“Tell me that it’s not true.”
“What?” I frowned at the screen in an attempt to play stupid.
“They—I don’t know, they said that you’re married.”
“Who the fuck is they, Zoey?”
“Kacie said she saw it in the blogs.” She sniffled.
Her beautiful face was all puffy along with her eyes due to her crying for God knows how long. Not interested in giving her the details on what was going on, I switched gears.
“Where are you?”
“In your driveway, Kecia is pulling up right now too.”
I wanted to be pissed at the answer, but I needed to calm her ass down and change the fucking topic, so I got up to toss my plate and trek to the door. When I pulled it opened and saw the two of them, I disconnected the call and waved them over.
Zoey slowly emerged from her car and made her way over to me with a sullen look on her face while Kecia trailed wearing a scowl on her face.
“Oh nigga, you fucking tried it,” she snapped as soon as she was close enough.
When the three of us were inside, I closed and locked my door before turning to face them.
“Married, JV?” Kecia folded her arms in front of her. “Really?”
“You better shut yo’ ass up, Kecia,” I spat as I eyed the both of them with my lip tucked between my teeth.
Kecia was wearing a skintight dress that stopped mid-thigh with some clear colored slides, while Zoey was in something similar just black. I had no doubt that they were probably somewhere together prior to pulling up on me.
“Y’all look good as shit.”
“So you don’t think you need to explain this shit to us?” Kecia continued.
“Right,” Zoey added. “A wife? I thought you didn’t want a relationship, I thought you were good with us.”
“Y’all came to ask me shit that you already know the answer to or to show me how much you missed me?”
Kehlani and that entire situation was not an option to be talked about at all. Both because I didn’t want to and legally I couldn’t.
Kecia was still standing there with an attitude, so I knew Zoey would be the easiest one to get to drop it. Reaching over, I pulled her into my arms and started to kiss down her face and neck, walking her backwards to my couch. I was done talking, so Kecia knew that she could join or get the fuck out. Moments later, she decided on the former just like I knew it would be.
Chapter Eight
Kehlani
“Si, you know better than to run off like that,” I fussed when I caught up to him.
He had been begging me to get a new video game, so I promised to take him today. In true Messiah fashion, he bragged to his sister who in turn conned me into taking her to the American Girl store as well.
“They only have girl stuff in there,” he whined.
“I don’t care, Messiah.” Gently, I grabbed his forearm and pulled him toward me. “I really shouldn’t let you go in this store.”
“I’m sorry, Mommy,” he pleaded. “I won’t do it again, I promise.”
I raised my hand to stop him. “Save it. I’m going to get it, but you won’t be playing it when we get home.”
