“I’m on my way.”
“She’s coming,” Cressida whispered and scurried away from the door.
Almost a week after I got my things from Kiandra’s house, I was at a surprise birthday dinner for Breezy. Had Lauren not contacted me and invited me, I never would have known that Breezy’s birthday was approaching because she hadn’t mentioned it. Lauren told me that her actual birthday was in sixdays and a group of them were going to Bali to celebrate. Her car club decided to throw her a surprise dinner, and they did it before her birthday, so she wouldn’t be suspicious. I was glad that Lauren found a way to reach out to me and invite me. She asked Breezy to use her phone, and she snuck my number out of it.
We were at a popular steakhouse,Louie,in a private room. I was seated near the back at a table with Lauren and three other females. A few of the women brought their significant others, and I assumed some of the other men there were Breezy’s family. There were around twenty-two women present and about nine men including me. There was never any part of me that would be comfortable in a room full of strangers, but I liked how no one was really paying me any attention. People spoke to me or nodded their heads, shook my hand, whatever, and went on about their day. There wasn’t any judgmental glares or frowns. At least not that I could see. It was a very different dynamic than if I had been in a room full of Kiandra’s family and friends.
When Breezy rounded the corner and stepped into the room, I was too enthralled with her beauty to yell surprise along with everyone else. The short, sequined, gold dress that she wore with gold strappy heels had her looking elegant and sexy at the same time. Her hair was pulled up into a bun with a loose curling hanging on the side of her face. The way her eyes widened and the big grin that spread across her face made my dick brick up. But then again, everything Breezy did made my dick brick up.
She surveyed the room and when we locked eyes, the way her face lit up even more made me chuckle. Breezy made her way around the room saying hello to everyone, and I patiently waited my turn. When she stood in front of me, her scent tickled my nostrils as she threw her arms around me. “What are you doing here? How did you find out?”
“Lauren is sneaky as fuck. She went in your phone and got my number out.”
Breezy laughed. “Thank you for coming. And for letting me know that I need to watch my friends,” she joked.
“Why didn’t you tell me about your birthday?”
“It never really came up.”
“We’ll talk about that later.”
Breezy sat beside me. The restaurant served us a four-course meal, and I wondered who was paying for it because I would have gladly taken over the bill. The food was good and when we were done eating, I left a $300 tip on the table. Breezy opened all of her cards and gifts, and people really showed out for her. She mainly got money and ended up with a wad so big it would barely fit in her purse. She also got earrings, perfume, wine glasses, champagne flutes, candles, and gift cards. When she read the card on the three dozen roses and saw that they were from me, she thanked me, and I got appreciative glances from her friends and family. When she opened the Chanel bag, the room erupted like I had proposed to her. That purse was expensive as hell, but she deserved it. I didn’t have to think twice about getting it for her. I did tell myself that I needed to slow down on the spending until I saw if the job that Maino put me on to would actually go through.
I helped Breezy take all of her gifts to the car. Her and her friends wanted to go to a hookah lounge, and I told her to just come by my place when she was done. We were hugged up on the sidewalk gazing into one another’s eyes like we were the only people present. She was tipsy and had a lazy grin on her face. I pecked her lips and smacked her ass simultaneously. “Don’t be out too long. You got me hard as fuck.”
“You are the sorriest excuse of a man that I have ever had the displeasure of knowing.” I heard a male voice that had a tone laced with disgust. Looking up, I saw not only Kiandra’s fatherglaring at me, but her mother was shooting me evil glares while Kiandra stood watching me and Breezy with tears streaming down her face.
I pinched the bridge of my nose. Since Kiandra and I were no longer a couple, I didn’t have to deal with her father’s disrespect. And I wasn’t going to. “I suggest you stop talking to me,” I advised him in a low tone. “Kiandra and I aren’t together anymore. That’s what you wanted right? So, what’s the problem?” I took a step toward him.
“Oh believe me when I tell you I’m happy about that. But we have to literally beg this girl to eat. That’s the problem. She’s somewhere sad and crying over your trifling ass and you’re out here hugged up with the next bitch.”
“You might want to watch your fucking mouth,” I damn near growled. “I’m not tolerating too much more disrespect.”
“You found someone else’s life to ruin? You think that meant something because you bought Kiandra a house? With blood money? Because I know you’ve never worked a real job a day in your life.”
I was seething and needed to get out of his presence before I did some shit that I might regret. I turned toward Breezy. “I’ll see you at the crib.” After pecking her lips, I attempted to walk off.
“So, she wasn’t really your tutor?” Kiandra asked with a quivering voice.
I turned back around to face her. “Yes, she was. I never cheated on you. Ever.”
“Bull fucking shit,” her father snorted. “You low life piece of sh”
I cocked my arm back and hit him so hard that he fell right on his ass while his wife gasped, and Kiandra screamed for me to stop.
“Are you crazy?!” She ran over and pushed me.
“Keep that disrespectful ass nigga out my face,” I warned and walked off.
I had no doubt he’d go to the police because that was the kind of man he was. “Oh my God, Lucci wait.” When I realized that Breezy was behind me, I stopped walking. “Are you okay?”
“I’m good. I’m not the person that got knocked out.”
“I’m not going out. I’ll tell them that I’m just going to your house.”
“No. Go out and have fun. I’ll be waiting for you to get in.”
I knew I was in a zone after I got in my car and realized that I hadn’t even made sure that Breezy made it to her car. I needed to get out of there before the police came. As long as I had been wanting to knock Mr. Jones’ ass out, I should have been smiling. Instead, I was pissed off and irritated. Pissed off because the shit he said to me was OD disrespectful. I wanted to hit him more than once, but he was old as fuck, and it wouldn’t have been right. I was irritated because I didn’t want Kiandra to find out about me and Breezy like that. That coward shit was creeping up on me again because I lowkey hoped that seeing me with Breezy and seeing me knock her father on his ass would be enough for Kiandra to fall out of love with me.
