A few minutes passed and Enya came on the screen.
“Bria, Bria!” she sang. “My girl finally off the road, huh?”
“Yep, and her ass is staying home for a while,” Cali insisted. “Ain’t that right, Bria?”
“Well, yeah, ‘cause Dad just set me up to get married.”
“Bitch, what?” Cali yelled. “When did he tell you this?”
“Just a minute ago. Get this, he said that the man is very dangerous.” Bria laughed.
Cali pursed her lips while Enya gave the meanest eye roll she’d ever seen. She knew her sisters would get a kick out of that.
“He said the same thing about Rio, and that nigga was the errand boy in the crew.” Cali snorted.
Enya chortled, tipping her head back. “Not errand boy. At least yours wasn’t babysitting somebody’s kids. Had my man playing the driver and shit. Dad pissed me off so bad hyping that nigga up.”
“Right,” Cali added. “I’m thinking I’m getting the boss and got stuck with the clean-up guy.”
Bria snickered. “Don’t do Rio like that. My boy made the ranks now.”
“Yeah, but he wasn’t at first. Had me with his lil’ scrub ass in the beginning. I used to hide that I was married because of that.”
“Well, what else did Dad say about this guy he’s trying to marry you off to?” Enya asked.
“He only said that he’s dangerous. Oh, and he wants me to meet up with him to get a feel for him.”
“Let me guess, he told you if you’re not comfortable with him, then you don’t have to marry him?”
Bria nodded.
“He’s always playing.” Cali chuckled. “He told me and Enya the same thing, and when we went back to tell him we didn’t like our husbands, he said the deal was already done.”
“I remember that day. I was fucking devastated. Don’t get me wrong, I love Kip now, but he had to grow on me,” Enya said.
“See, now y’all are scaring me,” Bria groaned, massaging her forehead.
“No, that’s Dad, that’s scaring you,” Cali corrected her. “Listen, sis, don’t get your hopes up. Dad picks the worst men ever. They're always a letdown and I’m sure yours will be, too.”
Bria didn’t want that for her life. She was such a romanticist who wanted to be wrapped in love as thick as a plush duvet. Ever since she was a child, she dreamt of her wedding day. She wanted it to be so magical that everyone in attendance was infected with love.
“Yeah, he’s always preaching about how him and Mama came up together. He wants everyone to experience that same damn struggle love. That’s why he picks people at the bottom of the totem pole,” Enya complained, rolling her eyes.
Bria released a heavy sigh, wishing she didn’t have to face this obstacle. Life had been a breeze without her being tied down to a man and children. She created her reality on her terms and with no one’s input. She wondered how much her existence would change when her new husband entered her world.
“I really don't have time for this. I don't want to be with someone I don't like. I also don't want to have to grow into love either.”
“Well, sis, take that up with your father. You know we can’t marry outsiders. It’s too much of a risk,” Cali warned her.
“Yeah, well, at least I got an underboss. He knew not to give me no damn errand boy.” Bria giggled.
“So, Bri gets an underboss while I had to ride shot gun while he goes on his money runs,” Enya joked.
Cali cackled. “I’m weak.”
“Y’all not funny. Listen, I’m about to go shower. I’ll call and let you know how the meeting went.”
Enya placed a peace sign up. “A’ight, sis. Bye.”
