Page 19 of Numb: Poetic's Pain
“They know already, I left some extra cash up there for them to shut it down from letting people in here, so we should be fine. I’ma be a little minute because after I use the bathroom I’ma go to the side door to meet my wife.” Dashawn said while getting up and heading over to where Tatum was sitting. About ten minutes later Tatum was headed my way and we stared each other in the eyes until she made it to our section.
“Hello Poetic!” She smiled.
“Hey, you, what you doing here out alone?” I asked.
“I come here every now and then when I need some time to myself. The question is what brought you out? I never see or hear of you being out.”
“Yeah, I usually stay in. I hate all the attention and people in my face. So, when I do go out I try to go where the people don’t frequent at. That’s why we all the way in the back and Dashawn paid them to stop letting people come in.”
“I see, do you mind if I join you?”
“Nah, come on, I know Dashawn already told you I wanted you over here.” I chuckled.
“He did, but I didn’t believe him.”
“Why wouldn’t you believe him?”
“Because we not working, I didn’t think you cared for me. I just thought you tolerated me when it came to business.”
“I’m not even going to lie, you did rub me the wrong way at first, but that lunch meeting we had kind of changed my feelings about you just a little.”
“Just a little, huh.”
“Umm… maybe more than just a little.” I smiled sliding over tapping the seat so she could sit next to me. Tatum sat next to me and her perfume danced in my nostrils. I swear every time I saw her she looked so fucking good. Today she had on a tight fitting black dress that show cased all of her curves, with a crop red leather jacket. On her feet were a pair of red strappy heels that were laced up her thick legs that happened to be the same red as the jacket. Her curls were all over her head giving her a wild look. She didn’t look like she had on make up just a little red tint to her lips. I was feeling this look.
“Are you good Poetic?” She asked bringing me out of my thoughts of her.
“Yeah, I’m good. I was just taking in your beauty.”
“Why thank you, Mr. Pain! Whatever they did with the mean Mr. Pain leave his ass right there because I think I’m feeling this one.” She giggled.
“I’m not mean at all it just depends on how you handle me. Now what you drinking pretty lady?”
“Did somebody say drinks?” A loudmouth stepped into our section the way Dashawn was holding on to her. I could tell it was his wife.
“Y’all gotta excuse her we don’t get out much with three kids under the age of ten.” He chuckled causing me to do the same.
“I’m sorry y’all I’m so excited to be out.”
“You good, I can totally understand. I don’t have no kids but work takes over most of my life.” Tatum spoke.
“Well, I’m Symphony and what’s your name?”
“I’m Tatum.”
“Nice to meet you Tatum and you must be Poetic. The man that been having my baby staying out late and working his ass off.” She smiled while holding her hand out for me to shake it.
“Yes, that would be me, nice to meet you, Symphony. I’ve heard so much about you.”
“My baby always talking about me.” She smiled while kissing his lips.
“What you want to drink baby?” Dashawn asked.
“Get a bottle of Azul, some shot glasses, and a bottle of pineapple juice. Y’all ok with drinking Tequila?” Symphony asked.
“Yeah, I’m cool with that.” Tatum responded. I didn’t drink much, but I was going to have me a drink or two tonight. I don’t know why I felt so comfortable around Dashawn, Tatum, and Symphony but I did. I was going to use tonight to get out of my comfort zone and have me some fun with some potentially new friends.
