Too fucking fast.
Samantha’s eyebrows went up.
“Why the fuck both of y’all look at me like that?”
I recovered first.
“What you mean you not fucking Xay?”
“Exactly what I said.”
“Y’all just fucked on Halloween,” Avery said.
My eyes slid toward her.
Interesting again.
Sam didn’t notice.
“That was Halloween. And that shit was mid.”
I covered my mouth.
“Sam!”
“What?”
“That is your husband!”
“Exactly! That’s why I’m allowed to say it.”
Avery laughed and picked up another onesie.
“What he do?”
“Nothing. That’s the fucking problem.”
I leaned back.
Samantha started telling us about last night.
“I literally tried to give this nigga head.”
Avery stopped folding for half a second.
Tiny.
So tiny Samantha probably didn’t even notice.
I did.
“And?” I asked.
“He pushed my fucking hand away.”
“What?” Avery said.
“YES!”