So Gone - By Jennifer Luckett Page 0,23
hour long conversation. By the time it began winding down, my frown had been wiped away. We laughed and reminisced on a lot that happened in high school, and I enjoyed every minute.
“What do you have planned for later on tonight?” he asked.
“My cousin and I are going to the Keith Sweat concert. This is my birthday weekend.”
“When is your birthday? I’m sorry, you know I’m terrible at remembering those.” I could tell by the questions he asked that he was trying to hook up and chill.
“My birthday is tomorrow.”
“Well, do you have any plans?”
“No, I’m free. My cousin is here from Memphis, and she’s leaving Sunday morning heading back.”
He laughed. “You talking about Leesha?”
“Yes.”
“Is that girl still crazy? Man, I remember her from when we dated. She was a straight fool.”
“And nothing has changed about her.” I laughed.
"Has much changed about you?" he probed a little deeper.
"Some things," I hesitantly admitted because I didn't want to sound sour. There was a time before Blunt came into my life when I had a much more positive disposition.
"Mo', don't give up on love. Don't ever allow anyone to rob you of that," Fabian advised.
"I'll try not to." That was the best that I could promise because Blunt had done so much to destroy my fantasies.
Changing the topic of the conversation Fabian asked, “Can I take you out for drinks and dinner for your birthday?”
"I would love that," I eagerly accepted his invitation. I wasn't looking for anything more than a nice night out. I needed it.
We agreed to meet up tomorrow and ended the call.
Leesha and I started getting ready for the concert about two hours ahead of time so that we wouldn’t run late.
I showered, and then began styling my hair and getting dressed. An hour later, I was ready to go. I checked myself out in the high glossed, white, full lengthened Cheval floor mirror. I was fly in a snow-white Christopher Kane dress and a pair of satin Fendi color block sandals. My hair was pulled up to my crown and pinned to my head in an elegant bun. I reached over on the dresser and sprayed on Candy by Prada. The sensual, caramel, and vanilla scent smelled sexy. Hands down, I was going to be one of the best dressed chicks of the night.
I pranced downstairs into the living room feeling sexy and alive for a change. Leesha came down ten minutes later. She was dressed to the nine in a jaw dropping, leg baring, body-hugging, red Armani dress which proved that she had her body and style together.
“Ooh, girl we are both looking like some number one stunners,” she proclaimed, twirling around in a circle to show off her outfit.
I laughed. “Don’t hurt ‘em, Cuz. ‘Cause, girlfriend, you’re killing that fit.”
When I was around Leesha, the properness that I usually spoke with went out the window.
The twins came into the room and were checking us out. “Y’all look good, Mama,” Akeela said.
“Thanks, Boo boo.” Leesha planted a kiss on her forehead.
The other twin smiled at me. “Auntie, you’re so pretty. You and Mama are the bomb dot com.”
Leesha and I burst out laughing. We both hugged the girls before heading out the door for our Ladies Night Out.
Leesha turned toward them on her way outside. “Y’all keep these doors closed and don’t touch or break shit up in here ‘cause I’m gon’ have to pay for it. Don’t be in here playing loud music either and popping y’all asses. Act like I taught y’all some manners --- y'all are not half-raised.”
“Ugh,” Akeela grunted, looked her mother up and down and folded her arms like Leesha was getting on her nerves.
Leesha batted her long eyelashes and frowned at her. “You’re starting to smell yourself. You better stop talking back to me before I have you wondering what train just hit that ass.”
She looked at me and snapped her finger. “I knew there was something I needed to ask you. Do you think Blunt is coming back here tonight? ‘Cause I don’t need him barging in here where my kids are with his crazy ass.”
“No, I took my door key off his key ring about a week ago, after he came tip-toeing in the house at the crack of dawn. Don’t worry about that; he’s not coming back over here, especially not since you’re around.”
I turned the alarm system on to further dispel Leesha's worries. We told the kids we loved them and were out.
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