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After we finished hugging and stuff, Breesha got right to the point. “Took your ass forever, thought we was gon’ have to drag your ass out the bed,” she said. I started laughing and told them I was talking to my daughter and my husband on the phone. Looking around, I noticed that Tisha wasn’t in the room.
“Where Tisha ass at?” I asked them.
“She just went upstairs not too long ago. I don’t know what she did but Otis ass called her cussing her ass out” Imani told me. Oh Lord, what the hell did this girl do now? There was a knock at the door and I looked at the girls strangely.
“Y’all expecting somebody?” I asked and everybody shook their heads no. I went for the door with all the girls on my tail. When I opened the door, there was a young boy standing there. He looked to be no older than 18. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but he looked real familiar. There were about ten gift boxes wrapped up and he was carrying two big, long stem red rose bouquet along with a whole bunch of happy birthday balloons.
He handed me the card and on the front of it was written, “Happy birthday baby, love Sincere and Janiya.”
My eyes started watering because I didn’t expect Sincere to do something like this, mainly because he had already given me my gifts yesterday morning before I left. That’s why earlier when we were on the phone, he told me not to leave the house until after one. Hmm, he thought he was so smooth. I took the flowers from out of the boy’s hand and smelled them.
“Thank you. You can just sit the gifts right there,” I said, pointing to the open space that was in the foyer of the house. After he finished, I looked at him again. “Why do you look so familiar?” I asked him
“Oh you probably seen me before at the studio with Sin,” he said. He was a cute boy. He reminded me of the actor Jordan Calloway.
“Yeah that’s right. So my husband made you drive three hours to deliver these gifts?” I asked him.
“Yeah, that’s boss man, so it’s no pressure,” he said nonchalantly. Sincere already knew he couldn’t bring his ass up here and fuck up my weekend, that’s why he had somebody else do it for him.
“Well let me get you some cash, I mean you’re going to have to fill your gas tank up,” I said, about to head for the stairs but he stopped me.
“It’s cool. Boss man would beat my ass if I took some money from his wife. Don’t worry, I’m straight,” he assured me, reaching down in his pockets, showing me nothing but hundreds.
I nodded my head in understanding, “Okay well thank you anyways,” I told him.
“You’re welcome and happy birthday,” he told me. I told him thank you and closed the door. When I turned around, all the girls where staring at me.
“I need to take some tips from your ass. You got this nigga specially delivering gifts for your ass,” Imani fussed.
“You don’t like to swallow and that would’ve been the only tip I told you,” I said and she flipped me off.
The girls sat on the couch while I sat on the rug to open up all of my gifts. I loved all the gifts that my husband, daughter, and girls got me, but the one that stood out the most is when I opened a box and saw a pair of keys with a small letter B on them. Oh God, I knew this wasn’t what I thought it
was.
“Shit y’all, I think this nigga got me a damn Bentley!” I screamed.
“Call him and see,” Breesha said, just as excited as I was.
I took my phone from off the floor and Sincere answered on the first ring. “Yes, that’s the keys to a Bentley Nae. Please do not scream in my ear,” he said and I could hear him laughing too. I didn’t care. I screamed anyways.
“Thank you so much baby! I love you so much,” I said into the phone, jumping up and down.
“You’re welcome, even though your ass wouldn’t let a nigga get some phone sex. It’s straight though, and you owe me two rounds tonight,” he told me.
I laughed, ignoring his statement. “Whatever Sincere. Thank you again and I love you,” I cooed into the phone.
“I love you too. Go enjoy your day,” he told me. I hung up the phone and started dancing.
“My nigga done got my ass a Bentley,” I said, excitedly. All my girls were happy with me. You would have thought they got Bentleys too. That’s the thing I loved about my friends and my cousins; they weren’t envious of me and vice versa. Best believe if anyone of my girls wanted a Bentley right now from their nigga, he would go ahead and make that happen for them. That’s the thing about friendships nowadays. It was really hard to find yourself a group of women that would genuinely be happy for you. In most friendships, a woman could be secretly jealous of another woman and that would be the reason for the relationship’s downfall. But not with these women right here. All these women around me, I knew they were all down for me just like I was down for them.
After we finished throwing away the gift wrap and headed back into the den, that’s when Tisha decided to make her appearance. She was holding three gift bags in her hands. She looked real cute in he high waisted skinny jeans, with a red baby tee and a pair of gold metallic double strapped cork flat sandals on her feet. I also noticed that her eyes were bloodshot red, which only led me to believe that Otis had done got in her ass about something.
“Happy birthday cousin,” she said, coming over to me and giving me a hug, trying to put on a smile but I could already tell she wanted to break down and cry.
“Thank you Tisha. You want me to open them now or wait until later?” I asked her and she sat on the couch, next to Ka’lani, resting her head on her shoulder.
“Open them now,” she said.
