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“Seriously? You’re jealous of dogs?”
“If they don’t come up off you soon, I’m putting them niggas to sleep.”
“Wait. Hold on, Makai.”
“Any nigga that tries to come between us has to go. No exceptions.”
“They are animals!” She cackled.
“Anybody—shit, anything—can get it.”
“I don’t even know why I try with you sometimes.”
“Me either.”
Forty-five minutes passed by extremely quickly. Lost in one another and the thoughts lingering in our heads, we were approaching the start of the movie.
“Baby, it’s 9:15,” Mommas announced, gathering her belongings.
I was the first out of the whip. I made it to her side as she slid out. Taking her hand, I gently closed the door behind her, knowing that it would seal itself tightly without my assistance. Hand in hand, we journeyed toward the building and then to our seats. Glacier had secured our tickets online, so there was no need to pick any up. Before my ass could touch the seat good, I was back up, ready to hit the concession stand.
“Where are you going?” she whispered, pulling me back down.
“To get some food. I’m hungry as shit.”
“Baby, there’s a button to push on your chair. They’ll come and take your order.”
“Damn, real shit?”
“Yes. And bring it to you. I just sent you the link to the menu.”
“It’s online?”
“Yes.”
“Damn.”
“Why do you keep saying that?” She chuckled.
“I ain’t know they done upgraded like that. Shit, I would’ve been hitting the movies.”
“I think that’s a lie, baby.”
“It is, but now that I have a woman that demands date nights, then I know where to come every now and then.”
“I won’t be mad about a movie date at all. I can dress down and relax.”
“Exactly. Now, where the fucking button at, Kiwi? My stomach touching my back.”
* * *
I hated the nights she worked. Shit, I hated she worked at all. If it was up to me, she’d be jobless and spoiled. However, I’d settle for the spoiling. I did that shit with pride. Movie dates like the one we’d gone on last night, dinner dates, activities, outings, picnics, clothes, bags, shoes, hairstyles, facials, or whatever else Glacier wanted, she could have. The sky was hardly the limit for Mommas.
What you doing? I texted, hoping her phone was near. I was missing her down bad and needed to hear her voice.
When the gray bubble appeared, I knew I had some action. I waited for her response to surface, but it never did. Instead, I received a call. In my eyes, that was even better.
“Mommas,” I sang into the line, drunk off whatever potion she’d been giving a nigga.
