Page 43 of Rayzor: Tell Me It’s Mine II

“What you doing here?” Suki asked.

“It’s for you.” I looked down at the stuff. “I didn’t know what to get. So, I got a bit of everything.” I put the bag down.

“Okay, wow. Ummm. What’s going on?” She eyed me suspiciously but tried to refrain from smiling too hard.

“I came to ask you out on a date.” I handed her the Saks Fifth bag.

“Oh really?” She took the bag and pulled out an all-red Versace dress.

“Damn. He got taste,” one of the women called out.

“I wish somebody asked me out with Saks Fifth. Shit, I’ll be sucking his dick all night.”

She pulled out some Christian Louboutin heels as well.

“I hope that shits straight,” I said to Suki.

She admired the dress in awe. Then her smile widened.

“I do. This is pretty as hell and it’s all my size too.”

“I had to ask E for the size.”

“And she didn’t tell me shit.”

“She wasn’t supposed to.”

I handed her the flowers, bear and chocolates.

She dropped everything, walked over and hugged me.

I held her waist.

“This is so thoughtful, City.” She paused.

I pulled my face towards her. “I never asked. Will you go out with me tonight?” I smiled.

“You know I will.” She giggled.

I grabbed her ass.

“Aiight. Be ready around eight.”

“I wouldn’t miss it.”

I kissed her lips.

When we pulled apart that’s when I noticed everybody in the salon staring at us.

“Gon’ and get back to work. These mothafuckas nosey.”

She turned around.

“Damn, y’all nosey as hell.”

Star looked on the verge of tears. I knew this shit blindsided her, but she knew what it was between us. She better not start no shit with Suki either. Otherwise, I’ll have to handle that.

“You did so good,” an older woman told me as I was walking out of the salon. “That’s how you court a woman. You made her feel so special. Suki deserves it.”