Chapter 181

that odd, especially since I can’t get you to do my hair to save my life.”

I smirked. “Girl, stop being so dramatic. If you really wanted your hair done, then you’d drive out to the house. You be over there every Sunday, but any other time, you act like it’s too far.”

“Cause Sundays is different. That’s literally when all the niggas with money pulls up.” She wagged her tongue.

I cut my eyes at her. “I see your ass is just itching for Nolan to fuck you up. He already been accusing you of flirting with Face’s cousins.”

“Yeah,” she sighed. “That nigga do be tripping.”

I shook my head, knowing that Soya had to like the drama. She’d finally committed to one of her lil’ dips, and they’d gotten a place together. But Soya didn’t seem satisfied. She was always talking about the next man, sounding like she’d jump ship if the right opportunity fell into her lap.

“And I’m still waiting on my invitation to Sunday dinner, Babi,” Chell spoke up.

“Girl, you already know that Face aint going for that,” Soya interjected.

Chell frowned. “And why not?”

“Cause he knows that you and Babi literally exchanged blows.

So, even if Babi is cool with you now, he aint letting that go.”

I didn’t add anything to that, because those were my exact sentiments. I literally didn’t have a problem with Chell. We’d fought. I’d won. And she knew not to ever handle her kids like that in my presence again. Still, I hoped that she’d gotten better with the parenting, but I digress.

“Well, I went a few weeks ago, and their house is beautiful,” Casey offered. “And the food was delicious. I was shocked that Face can actually cook like that.”

I nodded, while my cell vibrated. I’d turned of the ringer, after

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