11. Praise #3
Gunna looked at me like I was crazy. I nodded my head understanding what he was saying.
That was very unlike me. I always communicated with my boys and I did wake up at five every morning.
I barely slept and when I did it would be for three or maybe four hours max.
Kayori had me slipping badly. Today was Saturday, we usually met up around seven in the am to link and run numbers down.
Make new plans for the new week so Sunday we all could chill with our families and do light work.
“I secured the deal last night with ol’ girl uncle. Shit looking good for that.”
I changed the subject, I felt funny and didn’t know how to go about the way Kayori had me feeling.
“You glowing my nigga.”
Gunna joked as I exhaled the weed smoke and started choking once I saw Kayori standing there with a white beater hugging her tight as fuck cuffing right underneath her ass.
I forgot she didn’t have no clothes, I stood to my feet fast and went to stand in front of her.
A skinny chick would’ve had my shirt landing right above her knees.
However, Kayori was curvy as fuck so my shit fit her like a glove.
“Go back in the room baby I’ll be in there in a minute.”
I pecked her on the lips, she blushed and turned around to walk back down the hall. I needed to slide back in her asap.
“Whoa!”
“Nigga shut the fuck up and watch y’all eyes!”
I stopped Gunna before he could startup.
“Nigga I’m good, I don’t do big girls, but she does look good in that shirt.”
My jaw clenched tight as Stone made the situation light.
“Nigga chill we don’t want ya girl, we will be back through later to run the numbers… be easy.”
They both stood to leave as my phone pinged alerting me that Laquanna nagging ass was calling.
“Wassup Quanna?”
I tried to keep shit smooth, I was feeling too good today and I wouldn’t allow her trifling ass to fuck my mood up.
“Hey, baby daddy,” she sang. I waved my hands at my boys as they closed the door behind them.
“I was wondering if we could take Mattea out on a family outing.”
Here she goes, as soon as I told her no hell would break loose.
“Can’t do it today, maybe later this week. I was actually going to stop by and pick her up. Let her spend the weekend with me.”
There was a long pause, I knew she was choosing her words before she spoke. She always was thinking something clever.
“Okay cool just text me the address and I’ll bring her to you.”
Now it was my turn to chuckle at her cleverness.
“Quanna that’s not gon’ happen. You already know you can’t know where I reside. You also know anywhere I have my daughter, she’s safe. I can FaceTime you so you can see her room.”
I refused to allow Laquanna at this spot, I also refused for her to run Kayori away.
“Whatever B, what time you coming?”
I had to look at the phone to make sure this was Laquanna. No backtalk, no cursing me out. She must’ve been in a good mood.
“In an hour or two have my baby ready.”
She agreed and we hung up. Damn, today was a good ass day. When I made my way to my room, Kayori was sitting in the middle of the bed Indian-style. She talked on the phone and laughed with the caller as her eyes looked up and met mine. There goes that stupid ass feeling in the pit of my stomach.
“Lay I’m gon’ call you back later. I’m about to be on my way in a minute.”
Once she hung up, I was trying to get between her legs again but she stopped me. Blushing and all, she smiled up at me and shook her head no.
“I need you to take me to CVS to get a plan b pill, then home so I can get some more rest.”
Sliding from underneath me she took my shirt off and start putting on her clothes. Just like that my mood turned sour.
“Take yourself to CVS.”
I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her as she continued to get dressed.
“Okay, I will once you take me to my car Praise,” she said nonchalantly.
“Why you in a rush to get home though? I thought we were going to spend some time together, get to know each other more.”
I couldn’t believe how I was sounding. I felt even more played when she chuckled.
“Look Praise, last night was well needed. However, I don’t date or fuck with street niggas. You know the kind that can go to jail or get killed at any moment… especially baby momma drama.”
She slid her UGG sweater over her busty chest then grabbed her purse.
“You ain’t got a choice now. You think you gon’ fuck me good then act like I don’t exist? Nah baby. I told you last night what it was. Pussy shouldn’t have been that damn good.”
She rolled her eyes hard then placed her hand back on her hip.
“I’m telling you what the fuck it ain’t though. I know you got bitches and you ain’t gone want to settle. You just want this good pussy in your possession at all times and that ain’t how shit works with me. Like I said, shit was good as hell but now it’s back to regular programming.”
She walked out of my room, I heard the front door close which meant she was awaiting me to take her little feisty ass home and I would. I also made a mental note to check her ass, she was mine rather she wanted me to be or not.