“I’m not.”
“Good.”
“I’m grown, Samantha.”
“And?”
I laughed. “Here she go.”
“I’m serious.”
“I know.”
Across the table, Avery was talking to Keith.
I didn’t look too hard.
I’d already decided I wasn’t asking Xay shit anymore. If something was going on, eventually a nigga always told on himself.
Keith leaned toward Avery and whispered something.
She laughed.
Then kissed him.
Just a quick little kiss.
Nothing dramatic.
I looked at Xay.
Not Avery.
Xay.
His fork stopped halfway to his mouth.
Only for a second.
Then he kept eating.
Hmm.
I took a sip of my drink.
“You want some more greens?” Destiny asked me.
“Yeah.”
She reached for the bowl.
Keith got up a few minutes later to grab another drink, and when he passed behind Avery, his hand slid across her ass.
Avery smacked his arm.
“Stop.”
Keith laughed. “What?”