Page 19 of Love Sanctioned

“Hello, is this Posydiann Murphy?”

“Yo, who’s asking?” I asked, pulling the phone from my ear and looking the number over again. Nothing about it was familiar besides the Briar area code.

“Hello, there is no easy way to say this. You’re receiving this call because your uncle Isac Murphy put you down as his emergency contact.”

“Okay and? I’m on my way to get him rig⁠—”

“Mr. Murphy passed away.”

FIVE

Karsyn

With the fabric flush against Patience’s skin, I stared at each curve, attempting to make sure it fit perfectly, not too loose or too tight. It needed to be flawless as she was wearing it to a gala for her animal sanctuary where there would be a lot of money in the building and bitches who probably also needed a dress or two made.

“So, you took that call and you’ve been all smiles since.” Patience’s blue eyes bore into mine when I looked up at her.

I laughed. “You’re so nosy.”

“Not even. I’m a concerned friend who realizes her friend went from moping to smiling and prancing. Am I to believe that it wasn’t him who called you?”

The smile on my face was so wide I felt like my cheekbones were about to fall off. Ever since our conversation in the kitchen, I had been on somewhat of a cloud. Posydiann didn’t say things he didn’t mean. Shit, he didn’t say much of anything, but what he said was bond.

“Yes, it was him,” I responded, pinning the material around her waist.

“Interesting. I thought you said you were done with him.”

“I was.”

She pursed her lips, knowing I was lying or overexaggerating my finishedness.

“Well fuck it; I tried to be. Like I really gave it effort for all the reasons I’ve already stressed to you, but then we talked.”

“And what did he say to make your Taurus ass change your mind?”

I grinned, then gave her the rundown of mine and Posydiann’s conversation. I guess the conversation won her over as well, because by the end of my recounting, she had a big dumb smile on her face.

“See, you said that man doesn’t talk, but look at it. He talked when it was necessary and reminded you that you do enough for both of you.”

“Shut up.”

She threw her hands up in surrender. “I didn’t even say anything. However, what I will say is you tell me you don’t love him, but from the look in your eyes, I can tell you do. And when you love someone, you’re patient with them, no matter what your star sign is. You’re not ready to admit it, and I swear I get it, but just think about it. How does he make you feel?”

“Like he sees me. Like no matter what I’m doing or saying, he actually sees me.”

“And that’s all that fucking matters. Don’t overthink yourself out of a man who sees you. A lot of these niggas just be seeing the idea of a woman.”

I nodded. Every word from her lips resonated because something about that latest conversation with Psy put things into perspective for me. I wanted to be with him and had every intention of doing so as long as he was game. Just like he said I belong to him, he too belonged to me.

“But on another note, this color is so pretty! I’m grateful to have a friend with talent. Because what the hell would I be doing if I didn’t? Three kids later and this man is still trying to get another kid out of me. Pretty soon I’m going to be calling you to loosen all my dresses.”

A chuckle escaped my lips. “Stop fronting like you’re gonna deny him.”

“Shit I am. I told him two, and now we’re at three.”

“On a technicality, P.” I giggled.

“Girl, fuck you. As a matter of fact, do you want kids?” she asked, just as the door opened behind us.