By the time Nina rejoined her crew at the table, her line sisters gladly informed her that she should absolutely go out with him.
“I’m focused right now.” She brushed their advances off.
“Who said you couldn’t be focused and still get fucked?” Liza asked with a dumbfounded look on her face.
“What if it’s small?” Nina winced as she secretly compared him against Jio. Could anyone match his stamina, girth, and how he talked that nasty shit in her ear right when she was on the verge of cumming? Nina was drunk enough to go fuck him and leave right after, but she wasn’t about that life…. or was she?
“Girl, that thang not small,” her line sister assumed.
“You don’t know that.”
“We do,” they told her in unison.
Nina took a sip of her watery drink. Maybe one more wasn’t a bad idea.
One of her line sisters, Shan, leaned forward so she could see her face when she answered. “When was the last time you went on a date?”
The question landed harder than expected and Jio popped up in her mind almost immediately.
Because technically, she didn’t date Jio the way normal people went about dating. It was like a movie type of love. They met in a bookstore. They fell in love. They fucked, fought, and made up, and somehow they entered a never-ending cycle of doing that shit over and over until they were on the verge of destroying each other. The young couple didn’t have a clean beginning or ending, but at the end of it all, she loved him with every morsel in her body.
“Nina.”
She blinked. “What?”
“You zoned out.”
“I’m tired,” she stifled a yawn. She hoped they would change the subject but of course, these bitches didn’t.
“Liar.”
The table erupted with laughter.
After one last round of shots and pictures that wouldn’t get properly circulated, although everyone promised to send them to each other, the evening came to an end. Hugs and kisses were exchanged. Plans were made and promises were extracted. She now had several commitments that needed to be added to her calendar so she could remain accountable. She wanted to see them again and again, and she was going to do her best to not go missing in action again. Tonight was good for her. She deserved a fun and fulfilled life with people who loved her. The city was cool and it was needed to soak up all the Rose and tequila that she’d tossed back over the course of four hours. Nina knew sheshould’vewent home, but that was boring. She’d been a responsible adult for the past year.
“Fuck that shit,” she mumbled to the New York air.
She stood on one leg, scrolling through her contacts. Nina didn’t know that many people were up and outside having a good time after two in the morning. Her thumb stopped on a familiar name. Peaches. They’d built their own relationship outside of their mutual connection. She was half riddled with guilt at the few times Peaches had called and she didn’t pick up, but she couldn’t decipher if the reaching out was genuine or if a made man was on the other side of the receiver.
Nina pressed call and the phone rang a few times before she answered.
“Hey, pretty girl,” she sounded relaxed, and surprisingly, her background was quiet, which wasn’t what Nina was hoping for.
“Where are you?”
“Headed to the moneyyyyy!”
Nina leaned against the side of her vehicle.
“I should’ve known!”
Peaches laughed. “Don’t ever think otherwise about me.”
“I MISSED YOU!” Nina admitted.
“You been a stranger but you know it's no pressure my way. I get it,” Peaches kept it real.
“I had to get my mind together.”
