Page 21 of Blind Spot
“And yet, here y’all are.”
I glanced away from the street and looked at my best friend. “Not quite, honey. I’m just staying with him until I get on my feet. Dom felt bad for me, that’s all.”
“That wasn’t feeling bad for you, bestie. He could’ve felt bad and left you in KJ’s room. But that man took you out of my place and back to his place. Not to mention, a couple of days after his fight with his brother, he escorted you and me to Ramon’s place to get your things.”
I sighed, thinking about how tense that day had been. I was so afraid that Ramon would be working from home. Dominic didn’t have to work, and we had dropped KJ off with Tunisia’s mom while we went back to my old place. She had helped me pack my things and put them in her SUV and his car while he watched over the house to make sure nothing happened to us. It was one of the rare days that Ramon had gone into the office, and we hadn’t had to encounter him.
“Yeah, I know. But that’s what friends do for each other, right? We have each other’s back when our backs are against the wall, and we ain’t got a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out.”
“Yeah. Okay.”
“So you’re saying that you wouldn’t do the same thing for me?” I asked as I took a left on Gordon Parks Memorial Parkway.
“I would do that and more. Don’t try me,” she replied, side-eyeing me and twisting her lips.
“Just checking because . . . I’m not feeling the love right now.”
She laughed and shoved my shoulder playfully with hers.
“You know I love you, broke bestie.”
I turned my lips down and rolled my eyes. “Damn, I mean, I know it’s true and all right now, . . . but you gotta rub it in a bitch’s face when she’s down on her luck?”
She laughed and wrapped an arm around my shoulders and squeezed.
“This is just for a little while. I’ll be standing beside you when you experience your meteoric rise to stardom,” she declared and kissed me on the cheek.
“Thank you, boo.”
“Mm-hmm,” she murmured as she checked her phone. “Oohh!”
“What?”
“Karter just texted and said he’s meeting me with KJ at Sweet Milk. Everyone’s heading there.”
“Sweet Milk it is,” I replied, busting a right on Cherokee Springs Avenue.
I sighed happilyas we walked through the door of Dominic’s apartment after returning home from Sweet Milk. When Tunisia and I arrived, Dominic had already bought me a tub of my favorite homemade ice cream.
Dominic and I both dropped our keys into the bowl on the foyer table as we walked into the house. I washed my hands in the kitchen sink and then headed straight for the living room to plop onto the sofa.
Dominic pulled my ice cream out of the bag and handed it to me, before he sat down beside me and grabbed his out of the bag. I turned sideways onto the couch and rested my feet on his lap.
“I’m tired.”
“Ya ass ain’t did nothing but sit out there and argue with a bunch of randoms.”
“You should’ve heard the way they were thirsting after you. I love to break a girl’s heart when she ain’t got no skin in the game.”
“How do you know I didn’t plan on hooking up with one of them at their place or a hotel later tonight?”
“You’d better not be thinking about leaving me here all alone,” I replied, scooping some ice cream out of the bowl.
Dominic chuckled and licked the back of his spoon. That long, thick tongue seemed to be teasing me, but I knew he wasn’t paying me attention. “You’re a grown woman. You can stay here on your own for a little bit.”
I rolled my eyes. “The fact that you said a little bit tells me you’re not into making love.”
“Why’re we talking about how I fuck?”
