“Damn, that’s deep. I see that shit paid off though because you can’t even tell.”
“I have my days sometimes, but that’s rare.” I took a sip of my drink. It was a Pear Blossom and good as hell. “Did you always know you wanted to play football?” I asked.
“Hell yeah. That’s all I wanted to do, but my mama wanted me to make sure I had a degree to fall back on.” He leaned back in his chair.
“So, you have a college degree?” I asked... shocked.
He nodded. “I have my B.A. in Business Administration. That’s how I met my manager. We took the same marketing class, and she was good at her shit, so we became friends and I brought her on when I signed,” he admitted.
“That’s admirable of you,” I clarified.
“I’m a good nigga, Tink. Muthafuckas just can’t stay out my fucking business long enough to see that.” He frowned.
“Well, don’t you think that you give them something to talk about?” I cocked my head to the side.
“How?”
“By the random women. The fights... the scandals. They wouldn’t have anything to talk about if you didn’t give them anything to go off of.” I shrugged.
He stared at me for a few seconds before he spoke up.
“So, if a muthafucka kept telling you that you had a nasty ass attitude and stop being mean to everybody, would you do?” He peered at me.
“First of all, I’m not mean and my attitude isn’t nasty. People just assume because I speak up. That’s on them... not me,” I spat.
“Exactly,” was all he said, and that shut me right on up, so I decided to change the subject.
“You have a sister, right?” I asked.
“Yeah... with her aggravating ass. She’s my assistant, but she thinks she’s my fucking mama with her nosy ass. I’m surprised she hasn’t called me yet to be nosy,” he laughed.
“She knew about the date?”
“She made the reservation, but not before getting into my fucking business,” he laughed. “You have siblings?” he asked.
“No...it’s just me and my mama,” I answered.
“Where your pops at?”
“Dead. I never met him. My mama said he disappeared before I was born. She later found out he was married, so I never got to meet him,” I responded.
“Damn, Tink,” he replied sincerely.
“It’s okay, I can’t miss something that I never had.” I shrugged.
The waiter came back and took our dinner order before he disappeared again. I heard my phone vibrating in my clutch, so I took it out and saw that Nae was texting me.
Nae Bae ????: Bitch are you okay?
Nae Bae ????: Oooh he took you to a five-star restaurant… you might need to let him sniff it a little bit ??
Nae Bae ????: Call me when you get home unless you have a dick down your throat ??
I laughed out loud because that girl was fucking crazy.
“That bet not be another nigga over there laughing you out your panties,” Titan blurted, causing my eyes to snap to him.
“And if it were?” I challenged.
