Page 111 of Buy Back My Love

Lee smiled as she grabbed two plates and forks. “Well, tell your mama I appreciate her.”

“Taste it first. You might need to thank her twice.”

“Don’t hype it up.”

She cut herself a slice and took a bite, chewing slow on purpose while I waited for her verdict.

“Well?”

She took another bite before answering. “Okay. This actually good.”

I lifted my brows. “Actually?”

“Don’t get excited. Sweet potato still better.”

“See, now you just saying anything.”

“I said it was good. What else you want from me?”

“For you to admit pumpkin pie better.”

“You might as well go home now.”

I laughed and leaned against the counter while she took another bite, and that was when she finally noticed my shirt. Her eyes dropped to my chest, and her fork paused halfway to her mouth.

“Hold on.”

“What?”

She pointed straight at my chest. “I know damn well you ain’t walk in my house with that Auburn shirt on.”

I looked down at myself. “What’s wrong with Auburn?”

The look on her face made me laugh before she even answered.

“Please don’t tell me you serious.”

“Please don’t tell me you an Alabama fan.”

“Roll Tide.”

I shook my head. “Oh, hell nah.”

“I knew something was wrong with you.”

“You the one standing here eating my mama pie while disrespecting Auburn.”

“Your mama pie ain’t got nothing to do with your bad decisions.”

I laughed. “But you still eating it.”

“And I’m finna keep eating it.”

I liked talking to Lee. She could turn damn near anything into an argument, but somehow I usually ended up laughing. I had only planned to drop the pie off, and I was still standing in her kitchen arguing about football.

My phone buzzed on the counter with a text from Malcom asking where I was. I checked the time and realized I had stayed longer than I meant to.

“Aight, I gotta get going in a minute. My boy Malcom got everybody coming over to watch the game.”