Page 22 of Fallynn West

Riley took a seat by Olive with her chin resting in her hand. “Okay, we’re listening.”

Expelling through the circle my lips formed, I sat back in my seat and tapped my fingers against the arm of my chair. “So, I’m kind of seeing someone.”

Olive’s eyes flared. “Kind of? Girl, how does that work?”

“Because we haven’t been on our first date yet, but we’re going this weekend.”

“Who is it?” Riley quizzed.

“It’s . . . Don’t judge me, y’all.”

“Oh, please. Who are we to judge?” Olive waved me off. “You know all my dirty secrets, so don’t act like that with me. Now, Riley is a different story.”

“Don’t do me, Olive. You know Colony and I have our special relationship too. And before you say anything, I know no one can replace you. I’m just saying that Colony trusts me too, or I wouldn’t be a part of this conversation.”

I had to agree with Riley. “She has a point, Olive.”

“Whatever.” Olive flitted her eyes upward then focused on me. “Who is he?”

“He’s one of the kids’ fathers.” The collective gasp from the girls almost made me regret telling them, but I shook it off. “Trust me, I’m just as shocked as y’all.”

“Well, are you going to tell us whose father it is, or are you going to make us guess?” Riley inquired.

My gaze went to Olive who was staring at me with those brown sugar tinted eyes, smirking. She leaned forward, resting her forearms on my desk with her head tipped to the side. I tried to avoid her stare, but it was too intense. My bestie was reading me like a book, letting me know she’d already cracked the code.

Brushing her bangs from her face, Olive ran her tongue over her teeth before stating, “I can bet you I know who it is.”

“Who?” Riley sounded like an owl with how high-pitched her voice was.

“Is it the man you called and asked me about? The one who was late picking up their child?”

As I expected, Olive was spot on. I’d forgotten about me calling her and asking about him. All I could do was bite my bottom lip and nod my answer. Olive squealed and bounced in her seat.

“I knew it!”

Riley kissed her teeth. “Damn. Is anyone going to fill me in?”

“It’s simple.” Olive turned to Riley. “Which child has thefinestfather?”

“Shit. We have a few of them if we’re being honest.” Riley tapped her finger against her chin then her eyes lit up. “Oh, bitch! Is it Keondra?”

“Ding, ding, ding!” Olive dramatically beat her hands against my desk.

My hands shot to my face as the two of them went on and on about how fine Keondra was. Trust me, I knew. I could never getenough of staring at that man. He was a little rough around the edges, but his glasses gave him a unique look, one that made my insides quake whenever he was around.

“Colony, girl. How did you crack the code?” Riley wanted to know. “I mean, I can’t tell you how many women have tried their hand at his fine ass, and he didn’t budge. What the hell did you do?”

I hunched my shoulders. “Your guess is as good as mine.”

“Well, I’m all for it,” Olive expressed, grinning. “I hope he breaks your back in, in the best way.”

“Olive!”

“What? Girl, don’t act like it hasn’t been a year since you’ve had sex. You deserve good dick with good company. My senses tell me Keondra has both.”

“If you don’t want to test drive, I will.”

We all laughed at Riley’s crazy ass. I thought about letting them in on what transpired between Keondra and me but decided to keep it to myself. Olive would eventually find out.