Page 35 of Baby, You're My Weakness
When I got to my door, I heard something inside. Instead of just swinging it open, I creeped through, peeking my head in. Seeing Lauren rambling through my desk had me hot.
“The fuck is you doing in here?” I stalked over, snatching my cologne from her hands. I usually keep an extra bottle in my drawer, but because I had it all the way back, I knew she had to have been diving deep to find it.
“Oh! Love. I thought you were on leave?” she asked, surprised to see me.
“That ain’t answer my question. What you doing digging through my shit?” I questioned, my eyes wondering around the room to see what else she touched.
She came around the desk, throwing her arms around my shoulders dramatically. I grabbed her by the waist to put distance between us.
“I was just looking for a file,” she replied, giggling softly. “I missed you, baby.”
I unwrapped her arms from around my neck, side stepping to get around her. Feeling her hands on me didn’t feel right at all. The only one I wanted putting hands on me was Baby.
She came around and sat on the edge of the chair. “I’m so sorry about all this. I told Simmonds you ain’t do it, but he wouldn’t listen to me.”
As I cleared everything out, I nodded. Since I’ve never kept anything personal here, the only thing I needed to be sure I had was my charger that I kept on top of the desk and my laptop.
“It’s all good, mama. I’ll be alright,” I replied, shrugging nonchalantly. This was the first time she talked to a nigga like a normal person, but it wasn’t long before she fucked up again.
“I guess we can date now, right? I assume you won’t be back.” Her eyes darted to the things in my bag.
“Lauren, I ain’t gonna keep repeating myself to you. I don’t see you that way.” I looked down but glanced up in time to see her rolling her eyes.
Her voice cracked as she spoke. “You don’t see me that way, yet you’ve fucked me on more than one occasion knowing how I feel about you.”
“I ain’t know shit. Both of us agreed it was just sex, Lauren. Did we or did we not?” I glanced down at her, crossing my arms over my chest. She hesitated to speak.
“Yes, but---”
“No buts,” I interrupted her. You knew what it was, so don’t act like a nigga misled you,” I spat, my temper hanging by a thread.
Seeing her pouting had me moving fast to get out of there. I stuffed my charger in my pocket and grabbed my laptop before walking towards the opened door.
“So, that’s it? You just gone walk away from me?” She threw her hands on her hips with an attitude.
“Yup.” I turned to leave, but the door remained ajar behind me.
I didn’t have time for Lauren. A nigga had bigger fish to fry than her crazy ass. I ain’t heard nothing from Valentine, mama done lost her damn mind and I still ain’t speak to Baby yet.
I tossed the bag in the back and hopped in the driver’s seat. I expected her to do more to stop me from leaving. The shit seemed too easy. The fact that she didn’t had me thinking something else was brewing in her head.
21
BABY
“How did the search go?Any luck?” As soon as I walked in, Auntie asked me where she sat on the couch.
Jayda just dropped me home after talking my damn head off about the restaurant situation. Her ass ain’t have nothing to say when it was going down, suddenly, her ass wanted to be Chatty Kathy.
“It was okay. Found a job at a gas station.” I sat down next to her after taking off my shoes. It was almost three in the afternoon, and I’d been out looking since eleven this morning. God bless Jayda because she didn’t have to ride me around, but she did.
“Well, it’s something. You gotta start somewhere baby,” she stated, reaching down on the floor next to her feet.
“This for you.” She extended her hand, handing me a box. I opened it up to see a cell phone inside.
“Auntie, you ain’t have to do this,” I implied, examining it in my hands.
“I wanted to.” Getting up, she stretched out her muscles, peering down at me.
