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Shameek: You at lunch wit’ that fuck nigga
I almost laughed. I didn’t even respond. Lloyd kept talking as I flipped the phone facedown and listened. By the time we finished eating, almost two hours had passed. When the check came, I snatched it off the table.
“Kyenna, don’t be disrespectful. I refuse, as a man, to let you pay for this bill. I told you when you're with me, you don’t have to pay for anything. The system is very simple.”
“A system built by a man is flawed.”
“Oh shit, a slug.”
“Not really. Please let me pay this time, and I promise I won’t pay for anything else when I’m with you,” I told him.
“So, there will be more us moments.”
“Of course. You tired of me already?”
“Hell nah. This is probably the most I’ve laughed.”
I paid the bill, and we walked out. This was the first time he got close to me since we danced. He kissed me on my forehead when my car pulled up.
“I’ll get that payment handled and send you the documentation before anything is finalized.”
He opened the door.
“Thank you.”
“I got you,” he said. “Have a good rest of your day.”
“You too.”
As soon as I pulled away, my phone started ringing instantly. I hit the button on my steering wheel.
“Did you let that muthafucka kiss you?”
“Meek, please. I already know you got muthafuckas tailing me even though I told them not to.”
“You’re driving with one hand. Fuck I look like not having someone follow you. Now answer the question, Ky.”
“Yes, he gave me a sweet kiss on my forehead.”
“You want his ass dead, don’t you?”
I rolled my eyes.
“You are doing too much. And before you start giving me another speech about Lloyd, remember that you still have Nikki. I’m not questioning you and her, so why you down my neck about Lloyd? You still laying up over there in her bed.”
“I ain’t been in that girl’s bed in a minute, ‘cause I been yours. That’s beside the point. He could’ve gave you a damn handshake. He takin’ that shit a lil’ too far for my likin’, Ky.”
I laughed because he was offended by an innocent forehead kiss. Now, did I feel like Lloyd and I were getting closer? Yes. I didn’t see the issue with it. Shameek and I couldn’t go further than what we were doing. Every time we laid down with each other, the feelings got greater and greater. I didn’t want to be engrossed in him, and that’s why I was talking to Lloyd more than just business.
“Okay, Shameek. It was a forehead kiss, and I liked it. That’s the end.”
“Ain’t shit sweet ‘bout another nigga puttin’ his lips on you.”
“Ain’t shit sweet about you leaving my house and going back to a woman you claim to love, either. But you see how I learned how to mind my business.”
I struck a nerve when I said that because the line got quiet.
“You keep holdin’ that shit over my head like I ain’t told you I’m gonna handle it. Me and Nikki got years tied in each other. I’m not finna walk in her house and act like none of that shit didn’t matter because me and you started doin’ somethin’ we ain’t got no business doin’.”
