“You don't know how to just go with the flow.”
I stared at him.
“That’s rich coming from the same man who needed to know every detail about a girls’ trip.”
“That’s different.”
“How?”
“’Cause I'm me.”
A laugh escaped me.
“Your logic makes absolutely no sense.”
“It don't gotta make sense.” He shrugged. “It just gotta be right.”
“According to who?”
“According to Big Daddy.”
I groaned. “Please stop calling yourself that.”
“Nawl.”
“Yes.”
“Nawl.”
I shook my head while trying not to laugh.
This man was ridiculous.
“Go get dressed, Sianni.”
“Why?”
“’Cause we leaving.”
“Where?”
His grin returned.
“Wouldn't you like to know?”
I narrowed my eyes. “Kyrie.”
“What?”
“If you get me out here looking crazy, I'ma be mad.”
“First of all, you could never look crazy.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Second of all,” he continued, stepping closer, “you look good in everything.”
“Boy.”
