Название: Don't Even Go There
Автор: Brenda Hampton
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Контркультура
isbn: 9781599831701
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“Well, mostly everyone will have a date and I think you should try to bring someone,” Claudette suggested. “You know my boo is coming with me and he is so excited about Christmas this year. We are planning to go on another trip before the wedding, and I’m going to see if Liz will give me a few days off next week.”
“Where are the two of you going?” Veronica inquired.
Claudette snapped her fingers and wiggled her neck. “To Vegas,” she bragged. “I’ve never been to Vegas, and you know what they say: what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Don’t be surprised if we just up and get married.”
I doubted that, and Claudette was such a fool. Korey had two sides to him, and I could never understand why a woman could never figure that mess out. As she continued to go on and on about her boo, I bit into my sandwich again, tuning her out. Veronica had done the same. I guess she was just as tired as I was about listening to Claudette ramble on about her so-called perfect relationship with Korey. She loved it when the other people at our job talked about how handsome he was, and mentioned what a cute couple they made. I had made my comments too, and a part of me understood why Claudette was so hooked. Korey was dynamite in bed, and the way he licked between my legs couldn’t be forgotten. I got back to thinking about his tongue working its magic, but when my cell phone vibrated, I looked to see who it was. Funny timing, as it was Korey. Claudette had taken a breath from talking to eat her food.
“Yes,” I said.
“Can you talk?”
“I have a mouth, don’t I?”
He laughed. “You know what I mean. Is Claudette near you?”
I looked right at her. “Nope. And for a man who doesn’t seem to care either way, why are you asking?”
“I just want to be sure. You know I don’t want to go around breaking any hearts,” he joked.
“Oh, I understand. So, what’s up?”
“Are you thinking about me?”
“Maybe.”
“Well, I’m thinking about you. Can I come over tonight, or would you prefer that we go out to dinner tonight? It’s Friday and I know you ain’t staying cooped up in your apartment.”
Claudette had mentioned earlier that they were going to the movies. I guess he was willing to cancel their plans. “You don’t have any other plans? I thought you did.”
“Plans to be with you. Are you game or what?”
“Not tonight,” I whispered. Claudette and Veronica were taking in every word I’d said. They were some nosy-ass bitches, I swear. “Maybe next week.”
“You got plans with somebody else tonight?”
I disliked Korey’s insecurities and they really had no place in the kind of relationship we were beginning to have. “His name is Drake. Like you, I have something on the side and we have to be patient with each other’s circumstances. Next week, I promise.”
“Fuck Drake. I want to see you tonight. Put that fool on the calendar for next week, not me.”
“Good-bye, playboy, this is really a bad time. Elephant ears are around me, so call me later.”
“No, I’ll see you later. If you slam the door in my face, too bad.”
I shut my phone and looked at Veronica and Claudette. Their eyes were bugged and lips were pursed. “I told you she be lying,” Veronica said. “And, yes, these elephant ears were listening. Who is Drake?”
“None of your business,” I said. “He’s not worth me discussing and neither is that phone call.”
“Sounds like you got yourself a stalker,” Claudette laughed.
That’s right, trick, and he just happens to be your man, I thought. Korey had better not show up tonight. And if he did, well, all I was going to do was…put him to good use.
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