Page 26 of What You Do To Me
That thought caused me to laugh to myself. I’m really about to ‘MY HUSBAND’ muhfuckas to death.
“Baby I’mma take you and Jarae to the shop with me today, can you do her hair and change her clothes?” I literally had just got her dressed, did her bun and laid her baby hairs.
“Jawan, I just dressed her, why do I need to change her clothes?”
Scrunching his face up, “She ain't wearing no damn coochie cutters to the shop, where them basketball shorts at that I bought for her?” he asked me. This fool is out of his mind.
“Nigga you’re not taking her anywhere in basketball shorts, take her like she is or leave us at home Jawan.”
Sucking his teeth, “Aye man you ain’t gone be dressing my babies like no lil’ hoes and shit,” he said. “Look at her diaper hanging out the bottom of them lil’ ass shorts.” He continued to exaggerate.
“Boy I said what I said.”
With that I got up to go get myself ready, deciding on a cheetah print romper and slides that I just got in from fashion nova, I dressed and threw my hair up into a bun just like Rae’s. It was hot as fuck for it to be September. This weather don’t know what it wants to do these days.
After I was done getting ready, I met Jawan and Jarae in the living room. When he looked in my direction, he immediately started to shake his head no.
“You think you wearing that to my fuckin’ barbershop Tiomi? You got me fucked up. Go change man.”
Looking down at my outfit, I asked, “What’s wrong with what I have on Jawan?”
“I can see your pussy print from all the way over here, that’s what’s wrong. If I can see it, I know other people can, so go fuckin’ change. And hurry that shit up.”
Stomping my foot like a spoiled child, I went upstairs to change into a Gucci tank top, some biker shorts, and Gucci slides. Returning to the living room, I stopped directly in front of him.
"Happy now?” I asked with an attitude.
He stood to his feet with Jarae in his arms and headed towards the door.
“Very.”
I rolled my eyes and followed him out of the house so we could head out. When we got to the shop nobody was there but Mr. Jeff and a few of his regulars, I spoke and kept moving to his office to get started on balancing his books and inventory.
Since I helped him do it the first time, he acted like he couldn’t do it anymore. I went over the books and inventory for both his legal and illegal side of things. The legal side looked perfect, but the illegal side was looking a little off. I called him in here to show him what I saw but was interrupted by his door being opened. We looked up and saw it was this Daddy Warbucks looking ass bitch barging in here like she was right.
“Oh, I didn’t know you had your girlfriend in here with you Jawan.”
See this hoe has me fucked up. I attempted to get up, but Jawan stopped me.
“Aye, chill yo’ ass out Tio, don’t play with me. Nia what the fuck you want man? And why you coming in my shit without knocking.”
She was staring while he was talking to her like she was gone do something.
“And tell the bitch to call you Mr. muhfuckin’ Jones too nigga, she don’t fuckin’ know you like that.” He sighed and did what the fuck I said.
“And watch what the fuck you call me, I done told you about that shit.” The frown she wore deepened.
“You're going to let your girlfriend come in here calling shots, Grim?”
She asked and I laughed. Lifting my hand,I flashed her my wedding ring and quoted Kash Doll.
“Get it right bitch, I’m wife bitch!”
I guess Jawan was fed up with our antics because he stood straight up.
“Tiomi I said to chill the fuck out, aight?”
I just rolled my eyes and sat down at his desk because I knew he was serious now.
