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I rolled my eyes, but let the bitch’s remark slide.
When our orders came, we paid for our food, then found a table three tables away from them. Patrice’s dick-thirsty ass made sure she posted her ass in the seat directly across from him so that everytime he looked up, he’d see her face. But he was too busy tryna clock me on the sly and Patrice knew it, but she kept on tryna shine. Patrice mighta been older than me, but the bitch didn’t really know shit ’bout a nigga like B-Love. A nigga like him wasn’t gonna openly fuck with no busybody bitch who needed and wanted attention. A real nigga recognized a gold-diggin’ bitch a mile away. Yeah, he’d fuck her, but a bitch like that would bore him to death. She’d be another one of his jump-offs who he laced with shit, but he wasn’t gonna put no cash in her hands. Uh-uh. What a nigga like him wanted was a top-of-the-line, classy bitch who knew how to be a lady in public and a freak behind closed doors. A bitch who didn’t have to open her mouth to get noticed. When she walked into a room, her beauty spoke for itself, and her presence commanded attention. She didn’t have to go lookin’ for it. Yeah, Patrice rocked the fly wears and was a beauty, but she wasn’t that bitch. She was fuckable, but she wasn’t gonna be wifey to a nigga like B-Love. I knew it and B-Love knew it…it’s just too bad Patrice’s ass didn’t know it.
After he and his boys finished eatin’, they got up from their table and walked past us. I could feel the nigga burnin’ a hole in my face, but I igged him. “How you beautiful ladies doin’?” he asked. “Ya’ll sisters or something?” Although he was talkin’ to both of us, he had his eyes on me. I looked up and stared at him, givin’ him a fake half-smile. He was dipped in ice and chunky jewels, but I wasn’t pressed. Well, I was…but he didn’t know it. Patrice spoke.
“No, baby, I’m her aunt. And I can’t speak for her, but I’m doin’ lovely. Thought you knew. What’s good with you, big daddy? How can a chick like me chill with a fine nigga like you?” Oh, this bitch was really reachin’. I picked at my food, unimpressed, while she tried to get her ho on.
He smiled. “Oh, word. I heard that.”
“You got a girl?”
“Nah, baby. I’m just fuckin’. Why, you tryna get it in?”
“That depends,” she said, soundin’ like a real pigeon. I grinned on the sly. He was baitin’ her ass and she was playin’ right into it.
“Oh, on what?”
“On how you treat a bitch like me.”
“Is that so?”
“Absolutely.”
I faked a yawn.
“What’s good with ya peoples?” he asked her, eyein’ me. Patrice cut her eyes at me, then rolled ’em, like I gave a fuck. She shrugged her shoulders. He spoke directly to me. “What’s up with you, baby girl? Cat got ya tongue?”
I looked up at him, real slow ’n sexy-like. “I’m eatin’,” I said, slowly slidin’ my fork in my mouth, then pullin’ it out, “and I ain’t beat for no convo.”
He grinned. “Yeah, I like that. A pretty chick who knows how to keep her mouth shut.” I tilted my head and was gettin’ ready to blast his ass but he spoke up before I could get started. “No disrespect, feel me? I’m just sayin’—”
“No, nigga, I don’t feel you, and I don’t know what you sayin’. I speak when I wanna speak, and to whoever I wanna speak to. Don’t get it twisted. I ain’t no nigga’s puppet.”
He burst out laughin’. “You feisty and fine. Yeah, I like that.”
I got up to go to the bathroom, suckin’ my teeth. “Whatever, nigga.”
When I got back from the bathroom, he was gone. And Patrice was hot. I ain’t gonna front, I was hopin’ he was gonna still be there, but I knew enough to know that a nigga like him wasn’t gonna be waitin’ too long; not yet anyway. I sat down to finish my food, grinnin’.
“Bitch, why you have to act all stank ’n shit? You knew I was tryna get at him. That nigga is paid.”
“What the hell my attitude got to do with you gettin’ ya ass wet?”
She sucked her teeth.
“Well, did you get his number?” I asked, suckin’ the meat off a chicken bone. Juice dripped from my lips. I licked them and my fingas.
“No, bitch.”
“Well, then, I guess he wasn’t interested.”
“How you figure?” she asked with her face all twisted up ’n shit.
“’Cause ya ass is a gold digger and he peeped ya shit a mile away.”
“So the fuck what? That nigga couldn’t keep his eyes off me. And I’m gonna have him, watch.”
“Okay, if you say so.”
