Page 70 of Baby, You're My Weakness
“Fuck both of y’all, I ain’t mean to.” She looked between us, grabbing a napkin to wipe her side of the table.
We all let what just happened settle in for a minute before we cackled loudly.
“But, for real y’all, I need some mandingo,” I confessed with a pout. Tiffani chuckled, and Jayda gave me a pointed look.
“Girl bye. You know damn well you can call Love and he’ll gladly quench that thirst,” she exclaimed, swirling pasta around her fork.
Tiffani asked, still smiling. “Y’all together together?”
It was my turn to light up like a Christmas tree because the blush was definitely visible.
“I don’t know,” I shrugged, replying honestly.
Everything had been so hectic since I came home. Since he walked into my auntie’s house the day after he got out, we hadn’t had a serious conversation about where we stood.
“I liked him for a long time,” I whispered.
“Amen to that, “Jayda cosigned. My eyes narrowed at her, and she stared back with an innocent look.
“What? Bitch, you did. Every time you saw him, you were drooling.” Tiffani and I laughed.
“Don’t listen to this hoe!” I sipped my Sprite.
She sucked her teeth, waving at me.
“Tiffani, you should’ve seen her.” I ducked my head with a small smile on my face as she carried on. “He took all her attention when he came in a room, she be like T.K. who!”
My eyes moved to the ceiling. “Okay, you exaggerating now.”
“If you say so.” She reached for a boneless wing.
“Anyway, I wanted him for so long, but now just seems like bad timing.” I raised my hand to stop them when they both tried to object. “It is.”
Leaning up with my elbows on the table, I started listing off reasons, “His mama is in the hospital, his brother in jail, I’m on parole, Leah pregnant by my ex. It’s just so much against us right now.” I sat back.
“We better off friends,” I admitted, my eyes moving towards my hands in my lap.
“The devil is a lie! No, you are not.” Jayda peered at me like I done lost my mind. “I saw the looks he gave you too and ain’t nothing about those looks say friends to me.”
“So, y’all think I should try? I’m still on parole.”
“And?” Tiffani questioned. “You on parole, you ain’t dead.”
Jayda and I snickered at her comment.
“I hate y’all hoes!” I joked, my eyes moving between them.
“Uh huh, hate us after you get that dick,” Jayda suggested. She all on me when she got her own messed up situation. I thought for a second.
“Okay.” I sat up, sitting my hand on my chin. “If I do this, you got to give Messiah a chance.”
“Girl, I have Kai. Ain’t nobody thinking about Messiah.” She rolled her neck.
“Yeah?”
“Yup!” she countered.
“Well, why you blushing then?” Tiffani drank from her straw to hide her smile. Giving her a knowing look, she finally gave in and spoke her mind.
