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“Oh no! You don’t have to tell him that I said anything. Trust me, we talk frequently. I just wanted to make sure that it was you I saw from across the room,” she told me, and I laughed.
“You talk frequently, when? I know what that man is doing throughout the week, and that’s working. Talking to an old fling from the past isn’t something that he’s going to put ahead of working. You can’t possibly be talking to him at night because nighttime is family time, so could you help me out on what’s your definition of frequently? You know what, don’t even answer that. I’ll just find out from the source once I get back to my room. I thought your presentation was very nice. You could have spared me the details of knowing him from high school. Trust me, you and me both were better off not knowing that. Was there anything else you wanted to talk to me about?” I quizzed.
She didn’t answer; instead, she just walked off. My eyes stayed on her until she walked out of the double doors. See, stuff like that just annoyed me because she came over there, looking for trouble. I walked out the door as well and hopped on the elevator then took it up to the fifteenth floor. The second I made it into my suite, I kicked my shoes off and filled the tub with warm water for my bath. While the water ran, I walked back into the room and grabbed the menu for the onsite restaurant. I also started a Facetime call with Billionaire. He had my schedule for the day, and I knew he would send a hit out on me if I didn’t call him within the time frame he had given me.
“Shorty, I was giving you one more minute, and then I was booking my flight,” was the first thing he said when he answered the phone.
See what I told you! I flopped down on the bed and admired him, paying attention to his surroundings. He was sitting in the kitchen, and from the looks of things, he’d called his barber over to cut his hair. The cape was wrapped around his shoulders, and I could see his barber standing behind him, using the clippers.
“I would have called right on time, but your girlfriend stopped me,” I said.
Instantly, his face frowned.
“What girlfriend? Who you ran into?” he asked.
I heard his barber laugh in the background.
“Suki. Who is Suki, Billionaire? She told me that the two of you used to date,” I said, and then I heard him suck his teeth.
At the same time, I walked into the bathroom so I could stop the water because I didn’t want it to overflow.
“Bitches always fuckin’ lyin’, yo! On some real shit, Normani, we fucked maybe three or four times. She sucked my dick probably twice. That shit is old. I fucked around with her when I was in high school. I can’t believe that hoe ran down on you and said that shit. What the fuck she doing out there anyway? I know her dumb ass ain’t no doctor. I don’t even think she graduated from high school,” he said.
I could see the anger written all over his face for this Suki chick.
“I wish I could snap my finger and get rid of every female you ever dealt with before me. I’m not referring to your children’s mother either because, without them, your kids wouldn’t be here. I’m talking about the other ones. You know, the ones who have a point to prove. She told me that the two of you talk very frequently, but to be honest with you, Billionaire, I’m not even going to jump down your throat about that because I didn’t believe her for one second. To answer the last part of your question, no, she isn’t a doctor! She’s one of the vendors who sells medical supplies! Would she have interested you more if I told you that she was a doctor?” I asked.
I didn’t even mean to ask that, but I was so annoyed by the whole situation. I saw Billionaire whisper something to his barber, and then I didn’t see him anymore because the barber had walked off.
“Normani, what the fuck is your problem, yo? Please please don’t let old bitches that’s living in a fuckin’ twilight zone, reminiscing about the taste of my nut, be the reason why you start acting fuckin’ insecure! Don’t start this shit, yo! I dealt with an insecure ass woman before, and I ain’t trying to have a fuckin’ part two of the shit!” he barked at me.
I took a seat on the edge of the tub and bounced my leg because I could feel myself getting angry with him.
“First of all, I’m not insecure by a long shot! If I was insecure, I would have been bitching the second I received those hundreds of friend requests from different women on my Instagram page, not even five minutes after you posted me on your profile! I’m sure you don’t even know about that since I never brought it up to you because I didn’t care. That or the fact that every time I step foot in the grocery store, the mall, hell the damn nail salon, I’m getting the side-eye from different women. For one to actually step to me about you, then yes, I’ll admit that it annoyed the hell out of me, just like what you’re doing right now! I’m hanging up, and I’ll just see you when I come back home! Just that fast, you managed to ruin my night,” I said, ready to hang up the phone on him because he’d pissed me off. I knew I was angry because he had me cursing, and I don’t even curse.
“Hang up this fuckin’ phone in my face, and Ima ruin it some more by getting on a flight and popping up on yo’ ass! Fuck them bitches from the mall, the grocery store, the gym, wherever you see old flames! I look like I give a fuck about another bitch but you? Do I, Normani? Do I give you the impression that I’m interested in another woman besides yo’ ass? These bitches know that I’m a different nigga. It’s evident that I got a woman in my life and that she makes me fuckin’ happy, and they don’t like that shit. As long as a bitch don’t put they fuckin’ hands on you, you don’t have shit to worry about! Just so I know how to handle you, are we going to beef about every bitch that looks at you? I need to know, so a nigga can know what to be prepared for,” he said.
“I’ll talk to you in the morning,” I said, just wanting to get out of my clothes and take a bath.
He released a sarcastic laugh, and then I watched as he stood up from his chair.
“Cuz you know I’m right, that’s all! If you see Suki tomorrow, let her know that I said to suck my dick! Tell her to stop lying on a nigga too,” he told me.
“She did that already, remember?” I retorted.
“I’m about to Postmate you a pregnancy test to yo’ suite from Walgreens or Duane-Reade. I think that’s the drug store out there. You bitching hard, Normani. I know this type of bitching. This the bitchin’ that only a pregnant woman can do,” he said.
“I’m not bitchin’. Just control your bitches and don’t have them comfortable enough to be walking up on me, that’s all. Most importantly, why is she even following you on Instagram? See, Billionaire. I don’t like doing this right here because now I do sound insecure. Just do me a favor, and then you and I don’t have to have this conversation again. In your words, any bitch you fucked, any bitch who’s sucked your dick, I don’t want them on your social media! I mean, that’s common sense because had you not been the only person I had sex with, I know it would be World War III if I had old flings following me on Instagram. Are we clear?” I asked. This man really had me in here cursing.
He laughed at me.
“I got you, boss. What else?” he asked, and I didn’t respond.
“Yo’ lil ass really think you run some shit. How the fuck I let a ninety pound woman tell a big, solid nigga like me what to do?” he said.
I didn’t want to laugh, but I did it anyway.
“Because you aren’t crazy. I’m not ninety pounds either! Put some respect on my weight!” I told him.
