“You’re acting like my mother.”
“You and I both know that’s a lie.” When it came to maternal instincts, Danessa’s mother was hit or miss.
“True, my mom is more likely to call me and say don’t wait up.”
“From one latchkey kid to another, text me to confirm you got home.” I placed my hand over my heart. “As a courtesy, please.”
“Okay.”
“Goodnight, Miss Danessa.”
“Goodnight, Aldridge.”
Anika tookthe walk of shame the next morning and ended up at my place. “How was your night?” I asked.
“That Dante has a dick on him.” Anika’s hair was piled on top of her head. “He knocked the Sonic coins out of this pussy. What about you? Did you and Aldridge get along okay?” Her face lit up. “Were we both on our knees slobbing knobs last night? Twinsies.”
“No. I did not slob Aldridge’s knob.”
“You’re no fun.” She opened my fridge looking for God knows what.
“He’s my ex.”
Anika hopped her shoulders. “I fuck my exes all the time. It’s not unheard of.”
“I know, but it’s never a good idea to spin the block.”
“Shit, the way Aldridge was looking at you last night he clearly wanted you to hop on top and go for a ride.” She rolled her hips.
I had to agree he did give me his full attention. At least he did when Dante and Anika weren’t making everything uncomfortable. And then he almost came to blows with Danteover me. I’d never known Aldridge to play about me, and it would appear some habits hadn’t died. If a man looked at me sideways, he was always ready to defend my honor. When a guy in my Health and Diversity class tried to get too familiar one time, Aldridge showed up to the next class and set him straight. Despite all of this, I didn’t want to acknowledge Anika’s statement. “I’m still mad at you by the way.”
“For getting you out the house?”
“For conspiring with Aldridge.”
“He asked for you and I just made things happen.” After examining the fridge and pantry, she closed each one, coming up empty-handed. “Why yes, Danessa I would love a cup of coffee.”
“You are capable of making it yourself.”
Anika plopped onto my couch. “I’ve had a rough night and you’re nice and rested.”
I added a fresh pod to the coffee maker and set a mug underneath. “Do you want the cinnamon coffee cake creamer or the caramel macchiato?”
“Caramel, please.”
Pulling the creamer from the fridge, I added a generous serving to her mug.
“So, I’m just going to state the obvious here. Aldridge is looking real sexy. The baby face is gone and his lineup is on point. Shit even his arms were glowing and well moisturized.”
“Do you have a point?” I swatted at her feet so she’d sit up before handing her the mug and taking a seat next to her.
“My point is that man is like fine wine.”
“I honestly hadn’t noticed. When I see him, I still see the same old Aldi.”
“Liar, liar, pants on fire. He even walks differently, probably to compensate for all that dick.”
“Excuse me?” I’d never really discussed Aldridge’s penis or his proficiency in the bedroom.
