Chapter 50
“Shit, I think that you just might have to. Especially after you been dominating my time, having me cleaning and shit.”
“Aww, whatever.” She waved me of, as if she wasn’t being slick as fuck. “You should let me make the cornbread. I got a family recipe.”
I nodded. “Alright. Bet.”
Since early that morning I hadn’t touched my phone and that was unheard of for me. My Sundays were family day, but my phones always had me in a chokehold. But not today.
Me and Babi had been talking nonstop, while she helped me in the kitchen. She was surprisingly articulate and had some layers to her. She honestly had me thinking about a lot, as a woman had never really given me enough space to thoroughly check them out without making me feel suffocated.
Flat out, I was digging Babi. I wanted to get to know her. But she spoke so highly of her nigga, and I didn’t want to scare her of by coming on too strong. So, I was just enjoying her company. Soaking up her essence.