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I bunched my eyebrows and then sucked my teeth. See, Shenell loved the drama. She loved that toxic shit, and I honestly didn’t have it in me anymore.
“Shenell, I don’t be on that shit anymore. Life humbled a nigga for real. If you wanna go out and hang with ya girls, do your thing. Shit, even if you wanna go out on a date, do that too. Do what makes you happy.”
She sighed before walking over to the couch and taking a seat beside me.
“I remember when you used to make me happy.”
That was a long ass time ago, and we both knew it. The person I was today couldn’t deal with Shenell, though. She craved drama. That toxic ass old me is what she desired, and I couldn’t give her that shit.
“That was a while ago.”
She was quiet as she stared at me. I could tell she wasn’t mad, but she was processing the comment.
“Well, I think I will actually go out tonight.”
“Okay. Do you want me to take them back to my house, or would you prefer they stay here?”
I played with one of the locs that fell down in my face while I waited for her response. I needed a retwist bad, and I knew I had to get it done before Oriana’s thing at her daycare on Friday.
“You can take them back with you.”
“Okay.”
She turned to walk back to her room, but I stopped her before she could go inside and close the door.
“On Friday, their sister is having something at her daycare. I’m gonna pick them both up and take them if it’s cool.”
She just nodded to show that she acknowledged me, although she didn’t even bother giving me a verbal response.
“Fat man, where are you? We gotta go.”
Ocean came running from OJ’s room. I gathered the boys and their things and headed back to my place. It felt good getting a grip on my life. Brandi deceiving me was one thing, but not being able to get Cayla back was another. The club was going well, as well as the hookah lounge that I had opened. I was finally getting a grip on my life, and making my kids the focal point meant everything to me.
Chapter 33
Kass
When Friday morning came, the place was together. Both Cayla and I had taken the entire day off just for Oriana’s little thing at school. I loved how nervous Cayla was, like this thing at the daycare was a real ceremony. I think she was more anxious to be in the presence of me and Orion at the same time. That morning, she had dressed Oriana in pink and purple and made sure the little barrettes in her hair matched. Little Mamas looked so cute when we dropped her off. Being that the little ceremony was at the end of the day, I was sure she would look nothing like how we had sent her.
I had on jeans and a button-up polo shirt, while Cayla wore a two-piece set with a long cardigan. By the time I went upstairs to check on Nana, she was already dressed in her favorite two-piece suit and waiting in her favorite chair.
“Did you pop the question yet?” she asked after looking behind me to make sure Cayla hadn’t come up the stairs too.
“No, nosey lady. I will when the time is right.”
“The time has been right if you ask me.”
“Time is right for what?”
I quickly turned around and saw that Cayla was standing behind me.
“The time is right to leave. We don’t wanna hit any traffic,” Nana quickly answered while I cut eyes at her.
Cayla was digging around in her purse to double-check that she had everything, I assumed.
“Got everything?” I asked as I helped Nana out of her seat.
“Yup.” She gave me a warm smile before leading the way out.
