Page 74 of When Love Takes Over
“Callie! I’m so glad you could make it,” Mrs. Goode exclaimed as they embraced.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” I said to myself, but loud enough for both ladies to hear me.
“Excuse me?” Mrs. Goode questioned with a smug look.
I knew she was on some bullshit, pretending to like me in front of Kenzo. I could feel it in my gut.
“Why is she here?”
“Who? Callie?”
“I don’t see anyone else.”
“Have you two met?” she asked, ignoring my question.
“We’ve met,” Callie responded.
“Why are you here?”
Maybe I could get an answer from the person in question.
“Callie is here because she knows Kenny better than any woman outside of me. They’re very close,” Mrs. Goode finally decided to answer.
“Yes, we’re very close and have been for years. How long have you known him?”
“Two weeks, which was long enough for him to deem me worthy of being his wife. Y’all have a good day.”
I threw up the deuces and headed right out of the door I’d just entered. Seconds later, Mrs. Goode appeared, and I had no desire to hear anything she had to say.
“Malyah, why are you leaving?”
“Mrs. Goode, you don’t have to like me, but please don’t play in my face. You know exactly why I’m leaving.”
“I just figured Callie could give us some good insight because she knows him so well.”
“No, you just figured inviting Callie would be a way to slap me in the face, without actually slapping me in the face. I’m not in the business of jumping through hoops to get people to like me, and I’d hate for your behavior to put Kenzo in the position to have to choose between us.”
“Tuh! You think after two weeks, he loves you enough to chooseyouover hismother?”
“I guess we’ll find out.”
I walked away and didn’t stop until I was far enough from the entrance to feel confident that neither Mrs. Goode nor Callie would try to engage me again. I pulled out my phone, went to Kenzo’s contact, and FaceTimed him.
“Hey, beautiful,” he answered.
“Your mother is on some bullshit.”
“Uh oh. What did she do?”
“Invited Callie.”
“What did you just say?”
“Your mother invited Callie because she knows you better than anyone outside of her.”
“Is this a joke?”
“No, Kenzo. It’s not a joke. It took every bit of restraint I had not to be disrespectful. I’m about to call an Uber and head back to the apartment.”
