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“Well make sure you get a couple pics for me too,” I told her, the way her eyebrow shot up in curiosity making me smirk when I said, “I need a new wallpaper.”
Grinning back, Shakira approached where I was leaning against her countertop to ask, “You really wanna look at me every time you pick up your phone?”
“Or pick up my phone just to look at you,” I replied, wrapping my arm around her waist to pull her closer. Then I leaned in for a kiss that almost took me back to last night until I heard her auntie say, “Okay, that was cute and all, but I’ma need you to pick up the pace, Kiki. Hair and makeup is expecting us in the next thirty.”
While I was busy trying to figure out how I hadn’t noticed her yet again, Shakira smiled as she pulled away to introduce us.
“Kendall, this is my aunt-ager, Iris. Auntie, this is Kendall.”
“It’s nice to meet you, ma’am,” I told her, extending my hand for a shake that Ms. Iris completely bypassed in favor of giving me a hug. And when the hug got a little too tight,and started to go a little too long, I chuckled awkwardly, trying to be nice about it as I extracted myself from her hold while telling the room, “I should probably get going. Gotta swing by the crib before I head to practice.”
Frowning, Shakira asked, “They really make y’all practice the morning after a game?”
“It’s more like a light workout and meetings. Nothin’ too crazy.”
With a nod, she finished off her rice cake before she announced, “Well I suppose I should walk you to the door.” And after telling her auntie she’d be right back, Shakira led the way towards the foyer, not stopping until she reached the front door where she turned around to say, “Just so you know… if you ever send me another“You up?”text, I’mfullygonna be expecting dick now.”
“Now?” I repeated. “As if you weren’t the first time?”
“I said fully,” she chuckled, making me chuckle too as I wrapped her in a hug and said, “I’ll call you tonight?”
“Or you can just pull up on me,” she suggested with a slow lick of her lips that made her impossible to refuse.
At least, I knew I couldn’t, damn near ready to give her ass the world when I said, “If that’s what you want, Shake.”
“It’sexactlywhat I want, Snoop.”
“Then I’ll be here,” I told her, smirking as I added, “With a fresh pack of Skyns in hand.”
“Get out of here!” she giggled, pushing me away so that she could open the door. And after a quick peck to her lips, I was off, damn near skipping down her driveway towards my whip and then driving all the way home in a peaceful silence, only to be hit with some nonsense the second I walked in the crib.
“Well, look who’s showing up on the early morning tip now,” Anastasia teased, her dimples fully activated when she asked, “Where you been at, huh?”
“None of your business,” I groaned as I brushed past her to head to my bedroom.
But of course, she was right on my heels, pure amusement in her tone when she easily concluded, “So you spent the night at Kiki’s? Got it.”
Instead of confirming or denying, I just shook my head as she continued, “Well, while you’re in a good mood, I need to ask you for a favor.”
With a heavy sigh, I asked, “How much is it gonna cost me, Ana?”
“It’s priceless,” she insisted. “And super important.”
Even with her saying that, I still struggled to keep an open mind when I plopped down on my bed and told her, “Keep talking.”
“Okay, so you know how I’ll be wrapping up my master’s program this upcoming Summer?”
“Yeah, as long as we don’t have a repeat of that shit you pulled last Fall,” I grumbled, only for my sister to get a little attitude when she argued, “Don’t play me. My grades were not at all impacted bymy… early indiscretions.”
“But we almost had to take out a restraining order on that bitch ass professor who called himself showing up to my house in the middle of the night,” I reminded her, the memory lowkey pissing me off all over again as Anastasia rolled her eyes and defended, “He was just drunk.”
“That ain’t no fuckin’ excuse.”
“Anyway,” she sighed. “Can I get to my favor, or are you gonna keep bringing up old stuff?”
“Nah, go ‘head.”
Changing her tone to something more optimistic, Anastasia continued, “Okay, so when I finish my program, I was thinking that instead of just going to be an athletic trainer at a high school or something boring like that, I would get my foot in the door of professional sports by doing an internship with the Skyhawks. That’s where the favor part comes in.”
