I shrugged. “I don’t know. You tell me. Arguing to have hate sex is a you-and-Hen thing.”
Bri gaped, tossing an edamame pod at me. “You got jokes.”
“Just sayin’.”
“I call foul.”
Sighing, I said, “You’re right. That was a bitchy thing to say, considering your current condition.”
“Oh my God. I’m pregnant, not dying.”
I set my plate on the coffee table and tucked my legs under my butt. “True.”
“And I need to take my mind off my troubles. Your drama is much better entertainment.”
“How’s Kay?” I said, changing the subject again.
Since the wedding was called off, everyone had gone silent on it. Amir had immersed himself into his work and Kay had disappeared.
“She’s fine,” Bri explained. “Considering a move to Atlanta.”
“Ah. Mo was in town.”
Her eyes flickered to mine. “Really?”
I nodded. “He said they’ve talked.”
“I don’t know. Truth is, she hasn’t said much to me. I’m worried about her. And you.” She pointed at me. “We can talk about Kay later. I want to hear about you and Wes.”
I massaged my temples. “Fine. Our night together was … unexpected, but not really.”
“Excuse me?”
“He keeps pushing me beyond my comfort zone, all the while acting like he’s letting me set the pace. Then, he’s so damn Wes.”
She cracked up. “What?”
“He does these things.” I shook my fist in the air. “It’s so frustrating because then I want to beg him to fuck me out of my misery. And listen, as much as I want to hate him, I just can’t. He told me the truth about why he left the way he did.”
Over the next several minutes, I told my best friend everything that happened, starting from the night of the storm, and ending at our last conversation here. The more I talked about it, the more I realized that I was over it.
“We were kids,” I said. “Hewas a kid. Yeah, he messed up, but he was also in a bad situation.”
“So where does that leave you and him?”
“I don’t know. He’s very apologetic and committed to winning me over. But do I have to let him in again? I don’t want to get involved with another man that doesn’t have his shit together. Even if he’s wrapped in dark chocolate and big dick energy. The one thing I’ve learned through all of this Darrell shit is I have to look out for my emotional health.”
She nodded. “I get it.”
I raised a brow. “That’s it?”
“What do you want me to say?” She munched on a piece of vegetable tempura. “You sound like you’ve made up your mind.”
“No. I don’t sound like that, and you know it.”
A slow smile formed on her lips. “I’m just gladyoudo.” She sighed. “By the way, tomorrow I’ll have steak and potatoes.”
“You’re really going to make me cook for you.”
