It felt good, us being on the same page again. We hadn’t hashed everything out, but the tension was gone. And for the first time in a while, I felt solid about where we were headed.
“So, what do you have planned for the day?” he asked.
“Absolutely nothing. I just want to relax.”
“Really? You’re just going to sit around the house and do nothing all day?”
“Yes.” I pulled his arms tighter around me. “Don’t you want to just lay around and do nothing with me?”
“Not really. Sounds kind of lazy to me.”
“Okay? And?” I shot back. “It’s good to have a lazy day every once in a while.”
“Not necessarily. Being productive should always be important.”
I rolled my eyes. “Eli, I spent months being productive. A day or two of relaxing isn’t going to kill me.” Irritated, I scooted away from him and slid out of bed.
I couldn’t believe how quickly the vibe between us had changed. More and more, I was starting to realize that our little back and forth might be the new norm for us. It was like we couldn’t truly enjoy each other for more than five minutes. Well, unless we were having sex.
Hopping out of bed, Eli rushed over to me. “You know what? I’m tripping. We had a good night. I’m not about to ruin it.” He kissed my cheek. “How about I order us some breakfast?”
How about you get the fuck out of my apartment?
That was what I wanted to say, but I quickly decided against it. “Sounds good. I’m going to go get cleaned up.” Forcing out a grin, I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and walked to the bathroom.
As soon as I closed the door, my phone rang.
It was Skye.
“Hey, girl, what’s up?”
“I’m so sick of this nigga’s shit,” she shouted.
“Who? What happened?”
“Oh, you haven’t been online, huh? Let me send you the latest. The shit is all over FDL.”
Barely a second passed before I felt my phone buzz in my hand.
As soon as I tapped the link, a video came up of Mecca. He had his tongue stuck between the ass of some stripper.
“That’s the bitch from the other day,” Skye said.
“The one that was at his house?”
“Yes! I’m so fucking pissed right now.” Without seeing her, I could tell she was pacing the floor. “We agreed that he was done with that bitch,” she shouted.
Clearly, he didn’t get the memo.
“Okay, try to calm down. Where are you?”
“I’m in my living room, but I’m about to put on some clothes and go fuck this nigga up. I’m sick of him embarrassing me with these bitches. Just yesterday, he told me that he was going to chill out and start getting himself together to be the man that I want him to be. Does that look like the man I want him to be?”
“No, it doesn’t.”
“Exactly! And knowing him, his dumb ass is probably somewhere passed out drunk. I’ve already checked the cameras at his house. He’s not there.” She sucked her teeth. “I knew I should’ve turned his location on the last time I went through his phone. I swear to God, the next time I see his ass, that’s the first thing I’m doing.”
I frowned. “Skye, you need to just leave that nigga alone. He’s not going to change for you. I keep trying to tell you that.”
