Page 88 of Anonymous Acts


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“Who would I tell?”

“Khalil.”

“Why thefuckwould I be talking to Khalil?”

She stepped back, giving me another sheepish grin. “Well, because… I… maybemovinginwithhimnextmonthifthat’sokay???”

“Man,hellnah, it’s not okay!”

“Youjustsaid I was grown though!”

I threw up my hands. “Then why the hell are you asking me?!”

“Because I care what you think, and I want your blessing, duh.” She said those words with a pout, and a strain to her tone that instantly softened the scowl on my face.

“I’m glad to hear that you still care what I think, baby girl. And what I think is that you’re way too young, and its way too soon for you to be moving in withanybody. I’m not giving you my blessing for this, but I know you’ll do whatever it isyoufeel is best. I just hope you consider it long and hard. And consider that I really will make that motherfucker disappear if he’s not doing right by you. So I mean, if youreallywant that on your hands…”

“Daddy, stop it,” she whined, then pushed out a sigh. “It was really just a thought. Not even something we’re seriously considering. Not yet. I just wanted to know what you thought.”

“I think Khalil needs a real job, or you’re going to need one. Cause I’m not paying rent for you to lay up under him.”

She sucked her teeth. “Do youreallythink I would expect you to?”

“I mean, youexpectedthat Range Rover, so…”

“Enough about me,” she said, brushing that line of conversation off. Kay was spoiled – unabashedly so, and I knew it – but shemostlyhad a good enough head on her shoulders that I didn’t feel about it. I was making up for the years I hadn’t known her, and I didn’t give a fuck what anybody had to say about it.

I grinned at her attempt to deflect. “Oh, you’re ready to change the subject now, huh?”

“Yes, because I want to knowwhyyou brought the liquor bottle out if you’ve known about Khalil for months?”

“Why don’t you mind your business, and I’ll mind mine?”

She raised an eyebrow. “Oh. So it’s abouther,” she said, not even bothering to hide her eye-roll.

“Ten minutes ago, you were making a waffle forMonica, and now she’s just… “her”? Damn, cold world.”

Kay shrugged. “Sorry. I’m still salty about that whole wrongful arrest thing, and now I find out she has you pulling theMauveout.”

“I didn’t say it was her, youdon’tknow the full details about the arrest, and we’re past that anyway.”

“I bet you are,” she said, smirking. “I peeked in your room looking for you too. Imaginemysurprise to find—”

“Noooo!” My hand went to my chest as I immediately filled that sentence with the worst possible scenario, but Kay lifted her hands, shaking her head.

“No!You think I’d be in here cooking waffles if I’d walked in on that?! I’d be… at therapy, or something. Ew. No, you two were just… sleeping. Looking all… peaceful and adorable or whatever. But my point was… of course you’re past the arrest, if she’s posted up in your bed looking cute like a Woman Crush Wednesday or something.”

I grunted. “Not that it’s your business, unless you want to talk about whereyouwoke up this morning, but, we got past our friction before… that happened. Because we talked. Like grown-ups.”

“Not the only thing y’all were doing like grown-ups,” she muttered, around a mouthful of bacon, making me scowl.

“Aiight… let’s talk. Go ahead and spill. What’s with the attitude?”

“I don’t have an attitude,” she insisted. “It’s just… weird. You haven’t brought a woman to the house since Dirty Diana.”

I coughed, trying not to choke on my juice. “Shit, I forgot about that,” I laughed.

Kay gave me a look that said she was unamused. “Ihaven’t. She hated me, for no reason!”

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