“Whatever. Call the bitch!”
“Damn, why she gotta be all that, ZeyZey?” he asked while grinning.
“Italian, stop aggravating Mahzeyah and just call,” Bella said.
Keeping his focus on my friend, he tapped the screen.
She rolled her eyes. “Put it on speaker too.”
He tapped the screen again, and the phone rang once and went to voicemail.
You’ve reached Mahzeyah. Leave a message.
We all roared in laughter as the phone beeped to indicate the message recording had started.
“Damn, I forgot you got me blocked. But I love you, baby.” Italian ended the call and blew Mahzeyah a kiss, making her cheeks turn a deep burgundy. He lifted the bottle to pour her a shot while everyone laughed.
She snatched the bottle from him. “I can pour my own shot!”
“Make sure it’s a double shot. Rules are rules, baby. I told you, you’re the only girl I’m worried ’bout. Round two, spice shit up. You shoulda dared me to take you to the back and lift that lil’ skirt up so I can kiss it.”
“Oh, Lord! Pass the dice!” Bella blurted out.
Mahzeyah poured her shot, held her nose, and tossed it back. She then flipped Italian off as she put the bottle on the tray and passed the dice to Bella.
“How ’bout we go boy-girl, boy-girl, and then swap the next round. That way, the other person has time to come up with their truth or dare,” Blayke suggested.
Mahzeyah nodded, her face showing the double shot was just as nasty as the first one. “Yeah… Period. Go ’head, Bella.”
“That’s fine… But I’m on yo’ ass when it’s yo’ turn,” Italian whispered to Mahzeyah, but we all heard him.
Mahzeyah swallowed hard and turned her head to ignore him. Bella sat up in her seat, and I giggled because Gal looked like he was holding his breath.
He was really handsome, being the darkest one in the bunch. His skin tone resembled Shio’s a lot, although they didn’t lookanything alike. He always smelled good, dressed nicely, and kept a pocketful of money. Still, Bella paid his ass dust.
She rolled the dice, and it landed on a four and a three, giving her a seven too.
She rolled her eyes and cocked her head to Gal. “Don’t be on no weird shit with yo’ young ass.”
He stood back in his spot on the wall while glaring at Bella as if her words meant nothing.
“Come on… I ain’t got all day!” she fussed while Glee and me shook our heads.
“You talk so much shit!” He snarled as he pushed off the wall.
“I shol’ do, nigga.”
“You know you white, right?”
“But you want to fuck thiswhite girl, though.”
Everyone was silent as the two went back and forth, our heads going from Bella to Gallery.
“And I am. I’m patient, though…” He cheesed, and even I had to look away because Gal was too fine.
Bella huffed. “Anyways! I’m black. I can say nigga, nigga! So,nigga… What’s the dare?”
“Aite. When I ask you for yo’ time, you can’t say no.”
