Me: Gee I wonder
Zaka’s Dad: You think you’ll have trouble sleeping tonight?
It was impossible not to start giggling. Geneva must’ve been awake, because at the sound of my laughter, there was a knock at the door. Sasha jumped up and ran to the door with a bark. “Yeah?”
The door cracked open. “You decent?” she asked from the other side.
“Yes, you dork,” I replied with another laugh. Sasha darted around her legs, and I heard the doggie door rattle as she rushed out into the backyard.
“Well, someone must’ve had a good time last night.” Her smirk accompanied a waggling of her brows, and I threw my pillow at her as I tried not to give in to the schoolgirl giggles from earlier.
“Stop it,” I said through the smile that escaped and my eye roll.
Knowing few boundaries, she plopped onto my bed and propped her chin in her hands. “Spill. You can’t go out with someone that hot and that bad without sharing it.”
“Says who?” I chuckled. My phone dinged again, and I read the next message.
Zaka’s Dad: Is that a yes? No? Don’t leave me hangin
Before I could type out a reply, Geneva grabbed my phone and rolled away.
“Give it back, you shit,” I said and crawled toward her, scrambling to get at it. She played keep away with it as she read my messages.
“Oh my God! Tell me you played hide the salami with that sexy beast of a man. Please,” her eyes were wide and excited. Hugging my phone to her chest, she batted her eyes.
I held my hand out.
“Not gonna kiss and tell,” I said, then wiggled my fingers, demanding my phone. She shook her head.
“Uh-uh. Spill, Ki. Cuz something happened if you’re saying you won’t kiss and tell.” She was biting her lip and almost jumping up and down with glee. I shook my head. “Tell me or I’m gonna tell him you need a repeat performance.”
“You wouldn’t,” I said in warning.
“Fess up. I need the dirt.” She gave me a cheesy, smug smile.
“No. Give me my phone,” I said with narrowed eyes.
A devilish gleam flickered in her gaze and she started tapping on my phone as I squealed and darted toward her. She ran away from me, I chased her, she jumped up and ran across my bed as I crawled after her over the mattress.
“Sent!” she boasted, panting from our brief escapade.
Mouth hanging open, I tried like hell to keep from killing her. With a devious chuckle, she tossed my phone to my bed. I swooped it up and unlocked it, kicking myself for ever giving her my unlock code.
Me: I’m going to need a repeat. STAT. If not, I might not sleep for days
Zaka’s Dad: Say no more
“Oh my God, Geneva! What the actual fuck?” I shouted. Because though I’d answered his text, I knew I needed to chill with him until my father calmed down.
Me: Ogun wait.
He didn’t answer. I sat on the edge of the bed and waited another few seconds.
Me: Ogun!
No answer. So I called.
It rang.