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“MauveandChâteau Blevin,” an even more exaggerated feminine voice was introduced to the room. “Then his portfolio must exist inForbes.”
Holy shit…
She was gorgeous. If it was possible, the woman was even more beautiful than she was seventeen years ago. She was still regal in demeanor: chin high, shoulders back, and with a charming and captivating smirk. Even in a big ass robe with beads and rhinestones at the neck; the back flowed behind her. She still seemed to be the same size underneath based on how the dress drew in at her small waistline. Ashira’s mother was a fine ass, imperial, Black woman.
“Mommy,” Ashira’s voice weakened, her hands collected at her waist. “You look great.”
“As do you,” her mother replied with light in her eyes, “but then again, you are my child; that is the least I can still have.”
Sabrina cleared her throat, hand massaging the back of her neck.
“Your abaya’s beautiful, too. The embroidery…” Ashira’s face dropped.
Like dropped. My girl transformed into a child, and I mean…I got it. Ashira may have represented the quintessential pretty girl from the other side of the tracks a nigga from the streets would want to marry. But her moms was easily the subject of my private time activities as a kid. She was bad as hell! This was the only time in my life I’d seen a mother’s beauty and swag compete with their fine ass daughter—because there was no one on this earth as bad as Ashira Witherspoon. I’d been convinced for some time now.
“Rose said you left Jersey this morning,” Ashira’s mother addressed her with a slight twist in her neck. “It’s supper time and you’re just showing to the main house?”
“Yes. Well, we had brunch atL’amour est dans la Nourriturein town,” Ashira explained. “Then I took him on a trip in town for the historical sites. After which, we arrived on the estate and dropped our things to explore the grounds here. I wanted to give Jas here the full tour.”
“Ahhh…” Her mother slowly turned my way, charming grin fading. “L’amour est dans la Nourriture. My favorite restaurant in town.”
“Yes,” Ashira affirmed. “I told Jas.”
“Does Jas here have a last name?”
“Sinclair,” I finally answered, being sure my delivery was pleasant and firm. I was becoming convinced Ashira’s mother was computing my face. Shecouldn’thave remembered me.Could she?“Jas Sinclair. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Instead of returning the greeting, just as she’d done with Ashira, she avoided the opportunity with a demanding question. “And who are you to Ashira Chivon, Mr. Sinclair?”
“Shi-Shi said he’s her boyfriend, Celestine.” Ashira’s aunt, whose name I couldn’t remember, answered with a country accent.
Ahhh… Celestine is her name…
Celestine’s brows shot up. “Boyfriend? Oh, my.” Then she looked over to her daughter. “So many fine details of your life I’ve missed.”
“I’m sure you knew about Austin and me breaking up,” Ashira replied. “It’s been all over. Even the entertainment news outlets has reported on it.”
“Yeah, I saw it onE!back in February,” a gentleman shared.
Sabrina snickered. “What are you doing watching entertainment news, Uncle Peebo?”
“To keep up with you kids!” he shot back expressionless.
The room found that funny.
“You look eerily familiar.” Ashira’s moms had been eyeing me this whole time.
Ashira’s arm wrapped around mine again. “Jas is from Harlem, Mommy.”
Celestine shook her head, eyes narrowed on me. “I never forget a face. Especially not a handsome one.” Then her grin made a reappearance.
The confidence in her expression now concerned me, but I wouldn’t trip. I prayed before coming down here, had even prayed over Ashira after she’d fallen into an allergy medication and orgasm-induced coma last night. I also knew my time of anonymity had been coming to an end.
“Hey, yawl.” An older, meaty woman with heavy shoulders and what looked to be a missing eye, the socket was that low, tromped into the room. She seemed to be moving on a dead leg, slithering. “Table done been set. Time to eat.” She looked to me then turned to Ashira and smiled, “Oh, hey, Shi-Shi. Fine day.”
“Aunt Rose!” Ashira’s cheeriness had returned. “Only because I’m sharing it with you.”
Rose nodded, turned, and slithered back out.
