Now?
Levin would text me some crazy shit in the middle of the day and I’d actually sit there considering it.
Sometimes I didn’t even consider it.
I just did it.
“The other day at the spa—”
Nesha’s head snapped around.
“Y’all went to a spa?”
“Yeah.”
“Together?”
“Yes.”
“Like a spa date?”
“I mean…”
Her eyes narrowed.
“Yes, bitch. Like a spa date.”
“Okay!”
“Don’t do that.”
“I’m not doing anything. Continue.”
I rolled my eyes.
“He fucked me in one of the rooms.”
Her mouth dropped open again and I covered my face, laughing.
She leaned closer.
“Y’all be going on dates too?”
I shrugged.
“I mean…yeah. Sometimes.”
Her smile disappeared.
I noticed immediately.
“What?”
She stared at me.
“Bitch, you know that’s how feelings start, right?”
I sucked my teeth.