Page 8 of Widow Mayker

“And did,” she seconded.

Shyah and I cracked up.

“Trust me, the only reason I’m sitting behind that desk is because I need the distraction.” If I didn’t have anything productive to do, then I’d find myself itching to find something illegal to do.

“Well, don’t get so distracted that you spend more time here than with us,” Shyah said.

I had to agree with her. Now that I was home, the three of us could get back to being attached to each other’s hips just like we started ten years ago.

We left Dr. Bell & Associates and walked a couple of blocks to a new burger spot that opened a few weeks ago. When we walked in, all eyes seemed to be on us. In actuality, I was just a little paranoid. Before entering the restaurant, I glanced over my shoulder to find two security guys taking a seat at one of the outside tables. Shaking my head, I followed my girls into the restaurant.

We were seated quickly and given menus to look over. They were nicely packed, and if the smell of the grill was anything to go by, the burgers were likely good as hell.

“So, hear me out,” Heir stated as we flipped through our menus, “as extravagant as my thirtieth birthday was, I still feel like I’m missing something.”

“Like what?” I asked while zoning in on a juicy house burger. It came with everything I loved, including jalapeños.

“Sex,” she stated. Shyah’s eyes widened while I simply grinned. “I’m still a damn virgin, and honestly, this shit sucks.”

Shyah snickered, and her cheeks darkened.

“Wait.” Heir’s eyes zoned in on Shyah. “You fucked somebody?” she practically shrieked.

Shyah scoffed. “No! I don’t even have a man. I don’t have time for a man.”

“Let’s not forget you’re shy as hell, boo. Your voice is so soft I have to strain to hear you.”

Shyah giggled. “It’s not that bad.”

“So, the three of us are just ‘round here shunning dick?” Heir questioned.

Shyah burst out laughing. “Looks that way, and honestly, I feel bad for the two of you. I don’t live at Bell Estates. Antonias can be controlling and overprotective, but we all know who wears the crown for having overly controlling behavior.”

Heir and I grumbled. Adir meant well, but his leash was so fucking tight.

“Then add Cooley to the mix…” Shyah shrugged again.

Heir turned her gaze on me. “So, am I the only one desperate to get rid of my dickless life? Why haven’t you all these years, May? You’ve had more freedom than me.”

Sighing, I didn’t wish to voice what the hell I was doing when I was away from Bell Estates. Instead, I said, “I’ll hold on to my virginity forever if it means I never have to deal with a nigga.”

They gasped, and Shyah appeared dejected. “That’s harsh, May.”

This time, I shrugged. “I’m good on my virginity, love, or any of that shit.”

“Well, we agree somewhere,” Heir quipped. “I don’t want love or any of that shit either. As a matter of fact, I have the perfect person in mind to lose my virginity to.”

Shyah and I peered at her with our eyebrows raised. “Who?” we asked, simultaneously.

Heir smirked. “Kody McAroy.”

Silence met her declaration. Kody McAroy was not who Shyah and I expected Heir to mention.

“Excuse me?” I asked. Kody’s reputation rivaled any serial killer sitting on death row. His reputation rivals your secret life, ho. Clearing my throat, I added, “Are you serious?”

“I am. Girl, have you seen that man? He’s been showing up in my dreams, so I’m taking that as a sign. Once I get this out my system, I can go back to not giving a fuck about these niggas. Kody is mean as fuck, lacks any morals, and doesn’t have the ability to take any woman serious. He’s the perfect candidate.” She slapped hands with me. Shyah looked at us like we were crazy.

“How the hell are you supposed to pull this off?” I questioned.