Page 133 of Buy Back My Love

“I ain’t say I was going to see Lee.”

“You ain’t have to.”

“Hannah.”

She finally looked over her shoulder. “What?”

I let out a breath. “You the one said something.”

“And now I’m done.” She turned back toward the counter. “Go ahead, JB. I’m not doing this today.”

I stood there another second before shaking my head. “Aight.”

I walked out before either one of us started that shit back up again. I was already over it when I got in the truck. I pulled out my phone and called Lee, and she answered on the fourth ring.

“What?”

I laughed as I backed out of the driveway. “Damn. Merry Christmas to you too.”

“It’s Christmas Eve.”

“Same difference.”

“No, it ain’t.”

I shook my head. “What you doing?”

“Helping Mama get dinner ready.”

“You at Maisie's house?”

“Obviously.”

I pulled onto the street. “I’m finna swing by there.”

She was quiet for half a second. “For what?”

“I got something I want you to see.”

“No.”

I frowned. “Lee.”

“I’m serious. Whatever it is, I don’t wanna see it.”

“Man, don’t be stubborn. Just do this one thing for me. It’s Christmas Eve.”

“I already said no, JB. Don’t even waste your time driving over here.”

I knew exactly what would make her stop arguing.

“It’s for the baby.”

That did it.

She went quiet before finally asking, “What for the baby?”

“Just come with me.”