Page 13 of Til Death
“Hold that thought,” I mentioned, pushing away from the table.
People didn’t usually pop up at my house, so I had no idea who it could be.
“It’s probably one of my annoying brothers,” Reginae commented.
Grabbing my phone, I went to my camera app while making my way to the front door. Pausing, my confusion grew seeing the brown skinned woman on the other side.
Sliding my phone in my hoodie pocket, I approached my front door, unlocked it, then yanked it open.
Before I could get a word out, Xylina pushed past me, catching me off guard. “It’s about time you opened the door. You’ll realize I’m not a very patient person and I don’t like to be kept waiting.” Pausing, she turned to face me and smiled.
“It’s nice to see you, hubby.”
My mouth turned upside down.
Shutting my door, I crossed my arms over my chest and cocked my head to the side. “What the hell are you doing here? I don’t like people just popping up at my crib.”
I didn’t bother to ask how she knew where I lived, but I was curious what she wanted. The next time I expected to see her was Friday evening during the rehearsal she insisted we had before the actual wedding on Saturday.
Playfully rolling her eyes, she walked toward me and tilted her chin up to look me in the eye.
“You’re not happy to see your wife-to-be?” She faked a pout.
I felt my patience starting to thin. “Xylina.” I spoke sternly.
“Yes?” She batted her long lashes.
Just as I was about to tell her she needed to leave, Reginae called out, reminding me that we weren’t alone. I hadn’t mentioned to anyone that I was getting married. At first I was going to have Roman at my side but then decided against it. The less people involved in this circus the better.
I almost got whiplash by how fast Xylina spun around. Her hand went to her hip, and by how her body language changed, I could tell this wasn’t going to be a friendly interaction.
“Who are you?” Xylina spat, not hiding the disdain from her tone.
Reginae balled her face up and crossed her arms over her chest. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” She smirked.
I walked in front of Xylina. Reginae was still a few feet back but I knew how quickly she could move. She didn’t like to be disrespected and wouldn’t hesitate to put her hands on someone. I didn’t know a lot about Xylina but she gave off the impression that she didn’t care how she spoke to people or who she offended.
“I hope this isn’t the kind of girl youused tobe into, Yosiah. You could do better.” Xylina balled her face up, lifted her chin, and stared at Reginae as if she was gum on the bottom of her shoe.
“Excuse me?” Reginae cocked her head to the side and stepped forward.
“You heard me. I hope you know whatever you had going on with Yosiah is over now that we’re about?—”
“Enough!” I lifted my hands, silencing Xylina. I needed to shut this down before my headache grew worse.
“Nae, go into my office and give us a second,” I told Reginae.
Her eyes cut to Xylina and out the corner of my eye I could tell she wasn’t happy but that wasn’t my concern.
“Okay, bae. Hurry and get rid of the trash.Wewere busy before she showed up.” She smirked, spun around, and headed toward the back where one of my offices was.
Dropping my head, I stifled a laugh and shook my head. Reginae never hesitated to be petty and piss someone off.
Xylina scoffed.
Closing my eyes and mentally counting to ten, I pushed an exasperated breath out then lifted my head to face her.
“Why are you here, Xylina?” My voice was tight, but I was trying to keep my composure. Normally I was good at dealing with difficult situations, but being backed into a corner by this girl and her dad was making it hard for me to stay calm around her.
