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“Rah didn’t doubt that she was his. He was doing this for you.”
“What you mean for me? He didn’t have to prove anything. He did what the fuck he did, and I forgave him.”
“That man regretted cheating on you.”
“Oh, I’m sure he did. Since y’all talked so much, did he tell you what I did?”
“He did.” Lloyd laughed. “And he told me how he begged and pleaded for you to take him. Sometimes going through extreme measures.”
“Tuh, if only you knew the extreme he was talking about.”
Lloyd’s phone went off before I could get too deep into my thoughts. Raya’s presence would always bring me back to the day I found out. I think she loved the fact that she was the one Rah cheated on me with.
“I got to get out of here. I have another appointment in a few.”
“Okay, I appreciate your help,” I said as we walked to the door. “I know I owe you a nice check.”
“Actually, lunch or dinner will do.”
His response took me by surprise. As highly as he talked about Rah. Was this nigga asking me out?
“Are you flirting with me?”
“Nah, just saying you pay me with lunch or dinner. Nothing personal. Just friends.”
“Can I get back to you on that?”
Jaharee was pulling up as we stood at the door. She was early, but I was glad she had pulled up.
“Yeah, you can get back to me on that.”
“Hey, Lloyd,” Jaharee said. “What you doing here?”
“Hey, Jah. Just letting Kyenna sign the paperwork for one of the commercial properties she sold.”
“Oh, okay. It was good seeing you.”
“Same,” he said. “Kyenna, I’ll talk with you later.”
“Yeah,” I said, letting Jaharee in the house.
As soon as I closed the door, Jaharee took in my appearance.
“Why the fuck are you not dressed?”
“Heifer, you said noon. It’s a little after eleven.”
“I don’t want to get caught in traffic. So, go get dressed and don’t put on no plain Jane shit. Match my energy,” she said.
“When have I ever stepped out the house plain Jane?”
“You’re right.” Jah laughed.
An hour later, we were in Jaharee’s car jamming to Monaleo. It had been almost two months since I was able to smile, let alone hang with my girl and have a good time. I felt guilty for trying to move on with my life. To me, I thought everyone was watching me and waiting to judge me if I smiled too hard or held a conversation too long. The employees at Royal Flush were the only ones that could slightly get a smile out of me. That was because I didn’t want them to think I was a bitch.
Our first stop was to get our hair done. We had frequented the same salon since I was a part of the King family. We had our own hairstylist who shut down her schedule for a few hours to do our hair. I didn’t mind being in the salon with anyone else, but Jaharee liked her privacy. While Jaharee got her hair done, I was placed under the dryer. I spent this time going through my emails and text messages. So far today, there were no major issues going on at Flush, and I was able to relax my shoulders. Next, we went to get our feet and nails done.
“Jaharee, I really needed this. It seems like forever since I’ve taken care of myself.”
