“It’s been like… eight days.” I told her being funny.
“Oh, okay,” she snapped. “So, because it’s eight days instead of two weeks, that make it better?” She was in her feelings, and I couldn’t help but laugh a little. “You laughing?”
“I’m trying not to.”
“You know what, Dique, you always do this,” she said. “You disappear, then pop back up whenever you want like I’m supposed to just be sitting around waiting.”
I switched lanes and looked over at the car beside me. “You not sittin’ around waitin’.”
“How you know?”
“Because you too damn fine to be sittin’ around waitin’.”
That made pause and then she sucked her teeth. “See, there you go thinking you can flirt your way out of everything.”
“I’m not flirtin’.”
“You are flirting.”
“I’m telling the truth. The fuck you want me to say crazy ass girl.” I stopped at a red light long enough to light my joint.
She sighed loud into the phone. “So when I’m gone see you then?”
I already knew where this conversation was headed and I also already knew I wasn’t in the mood for it. “I don’t know yet,” I said honestly.
“You always don’t know.”
“That’s because I be busy.” I hit the joint and exhaled the smoke around me.
“With what?”
I laughed again because I couldn’t exactly say, Oh you know, shootouts, cartel business, my pregnant sister-in-law getting shot at, deciding whether I want to be a family man. “Life,” I said instead chuckling to myself.
“Life my ass,” she hissed. “You probably with another female right now.”
“Nah.”
“You hesitated.”
“I didn’t.” I replied dry.
“You definitely did.”
I shook my head. “See, this why I don’t answer the phone.”
“Boy fuck you.”
“Now why it gotta be all that?” Truth was she wanted to fuck me and was mad she wasn’t getting her way… she wanted some if daddy’s dick.
“Because you annoying.”
“You still like me though.”
“Barely.”
I grinned a little to myself because she sounded just irritated enough to still be interested. Females like Tatiana always liked a little drama and a little chase with confusion. That was fun when you was in the mood for it. Right now though? I wasn’t. Because the whole time she was talking, all I kept thinking about was Keondra asking me for a real family. That was the problem… once a woman says some real shit to you, all the other shit start sounding a little hollower.
“You know what,” Tatiana said after a second, “I’m done calling you.”
