“Girl that nigga is a trip,” I told them. “We not even official yet but I was already handing his ass out some rules, you know, to make it feel like I was running shit. I told that nigga he better get his hos in check and tell him that wifey doesn’t like to share.”
Laughing, Lani asked, “And what did he say?”
“He said okay, then he gave my ass some rules too. He told me to delete any nigga’s number saved in my phone. He said I can’t be wearing those little ass shorts that I like to wear either, unless I’m with him. Y’all that nigga is a trip,” I told my girls.
“Damn he said all that?” Tamika asked.
“Yep he sure did. Hold on y’all, somebody is on my other line” I said, clicking over.
“Hello?” I answered once I clicked over.
“Alright baby, I’m home. You can go to sleep now,” Otis said.
“Alright, I was just on the phone with the girls. I’m going to go to sleep in a few minutes.
“Alright Tisha, baby I just want you to know that it’s all about you. I don’t want nobody else but you. I’m going to talk to you tomorrow. Tell your girls you’ll talk to them later too!” he told me.
“Alright Otis, goodnight,” I said, smiling.
“Goodnight li’l mama.”
“Speaking of my man,” I said to my girls as I clicked back over to them. “I’m getting tired so I’ll see you guys tomorrow at the shop. Love you.”
“Otis’ ass must have called and told you to get your ass off the phone, huh?’ Tamika asked and everybody started laughing at her stupid ass.
“Whatever ho, I’ll see y’all tomorrow, now bye!” I said, hanging up this time.
It’s been two months since Otis and been talking. I decided to go ahead and make things official with him. I mean, why not? He was the perfect boyfriend. This man was everything and more to me. So far, things between us have been great. There’s been no hos calling him, at least that’s the case whenever I’m around him. I know it’s kind of soon but I love that nigga. He treats me like a true queen. He makes sure I don’t want for anything. He always treats me with respect and he listens to me when I tell him stories about my past.
“Good morning baby,” I said to O when I woke up beside him in his bed. He was still asleep so I got on top of him to straddle him. No we weren’t having sex yet but I would spend the night with him occasionally. Don’t get me wrong, a bitch was dying to give it up but I wanted to hold out a little bit longer. Otis’ ass doesn’t make the shit any easier though. I almost slipped last night and gave him some when he came inside the bathroom with me while I was taking a shower, but I held my ground.
“Come on now Tisha, let me sleep baby,” he said groggily
“Baby wake up! It’s Saturday and I want to go to the mall,” I pouted.
After a few seconds he looked at me and said,” I got your ass too spoiled.” I smiled knowing that he was gonna get up so we could go shopping.
After jumping out of the shower I came in the room to find Otis in his closet looking for something to wear. He pulled out his red Polo shirt, a pair of dark blue Levi Jeans, and his new pair of Nike Air Maxes. Usually I don’t wear sneakers; it’s always heels or sandals, but today I wanted to try something different. A few weeks ago, O bought me the same pair of Nike Air Maxes that he was about to put on so I decided I would wear mine too. I wanted to dress like my baby today.
I got dressed in my dark blue True Religion jeans that looked painted on, with a red True Religion shirt to match with the Nike shoes. I parted my hair down the middle, leaving it flowing down my back, with a red and black Bulls hat to match. I was looking good as hell. I knew when Otis came out the shower he was gon’ be talking hella shit since I copied what he had on.
“Really Tisha?” he said laughing.
“What?” I asked him, playing stupid.
“You wanted to dress like daddy today?” he asked me as he started getting dressed.
“No,” I lied, “I was already planning to wear this.”
“Yeah okay,” he said, walking over to where I was sitting on the bed waiting for him to finish getting ready. Ten minutes later we were pulling out of his driveway headed to Bal Harbour out in Miami.
When we arrived, it took us forever to find a place to park so we eventually just did valet parking.
“Tisha what you plan on getting today? Between all those damn shoes, clothes, and purses you have at my crib and your crib I don’t see what the hell else you need,” Otis said, laughing at my shopaholic ass.
“Baby I just want to look around,” I said, lying through my teeth.”
“Tisha we been together for two months now. Your ass ain’t never come to the mall to just look,” he said, catching me in my lie.