Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“You’re overreacting,” he yells at me. “If you come back here, we’ll talk about it, for fuck’s sake.”
“Talk about what?” I scream, causing the few customers in the garage to stop and turn, their eyes on me. “The fact that you’re a god damned liar?”
“Whatever you think is goin’ on, you’re wrong. Nayah and I are friends, we’ve been friends for a long fuckin’ time. Nothin’ is happenin’.”
“Bullshit!” I yell, throwing my hands up. “I’m not stupid. I walked in on the two of you hugging and giving each other lovey eyes. I’ve seen that expression before. I know the kind of man you are, Cash Riggs. You’re a player, and I should never have given you a second chance.”
“A hug isn’t fuckin’ cheating!” he roars.
“Oh come off it, you two were doing more than hugging. I’m not an idiot, you know.”
“You’re acting crazy. If I can’t have friends ...”
“You can have friends,” I bellow. “You can, but that wasn’t friendship, you two have something going on. Anybody could see it.”
“You need to calm down, Eve,” Nayah says, calmly. “You’re making a scene.”
“I’m sorry, who invited you into this conversation? This is between me and him, you’re not part of this.”
“You have nothing to worry about,” she goes on. “Carmen used to worry too, but there has never been anything between us.”
“Don’t bring that bitch into this, she’s fucking crazy. I’m not anything like her. I just know what I saw, and hugging wasn’t all the two of you were doing.”
“We haven’t seen each other in a while, that’s all it was.”
“Oh, crap, don’t talk shit to me.”
“I’m not doing this again, I’ll talk to you later, Riggs,” Nayah says, turning and walking off to her car.
Riggs looks to me. “You’re pushin’ my buttons. I dealt with this before, I’m not doin’ it again. If you don’t trust me ...”
“Why would I?” I say, my lip quivering.
Damn, I’m really giving this a good go.
“Then don’t fuckin’ waste my time. I’ve done nothin’ but stick by you.”
“Oh, you mean before or after all the shit you’ve put me through.”
“I’m done here. If you want to behave like this, you can go do it somewhere else.”
He turns on his heel and walks toward the office.
“Fine!” I scream. “Fine, go fuck yourself, Riggs. I’m done.”
He throws up a hand and keeps walking.
I turn and rush back to my apartment. Once I’m inside, I press my back to the door and exhale.
Well damn.
That was epic.
“WHAT HAPPENED?” MOM asks when she sees me a few days later at the café.
She thinks Riggs and I are actually fighting. Considering he met her and charmed her off her feet a week or so ago, she’s not happy about the entire situation. She thinks he’s good for me and even though she doesn’t approve of his lifestyle, she couldn’t help but love him and the guys.
It’s hard not to.
Plus, her son is about to be one of them. Not sure he’s broken that little piece of news to her yet.
“I don’t trust him,” I exhale, sitting down at the table with her. “He’s always got girls around, and I don’t think he’s ever going to truly settle down.”
I’m speaking a little louder than normal. Mostly because the town gossips are in the café, and I can already see them looking at me, pretending like they’re not listening but we all know they are. No doubt they’ve heard about the scene at the garage and now they’re here looking for more fuel for the fire. I’ll give it to them.
“People change, Eve. All the time.”
“Do they, though? I’m not certain they do. He can have any woman he wants, I’ve seen the girls he gets around with. Why would he want to settle with just one?”
“Because the right one can change your life.”
I roll my eyes. “Mom, we’re not in the fifties anymore.”
She slaps my arm. “That has nothing to do with it.”
“Of course it does, back then you got scolded for divorce. Now you’re praised and told that you’re better off happy than unhappy and to be true to yourself. If you fall in love with someone else, then so be it. The heart wants what it wants. It’s not the same.”
She nods. “I guess in that sense it’s not. Why didn’t you just stick with Oscar, he was a nice man.”
“Mom, enough with Oscar. That man wouldn’t know how to use his penis let alone satisfy a woman.”
“Eve!”
“What, it’s true. He’s a crier, I just know it. I can’t do a crier, imagine how often he’d be in the fetal position around someone like me.”
Mom exhales and presses her hand to her face. “I was certain I’d raise a lady.”
“Sorry to break it to you, Mom, but I was raised with four men. There was no hope.”
She shrugs. “Lord help me.”