Page 52 of Give Me Honesty

I giggled as Freedom walked up with another round of shots.

“Drink up, mothafuckas!” He roared, then tossed his shot back. We all lifted our glasses and followed suit.

The tequila had me feeling good as we continued to turn up. Oh’Shun invited a couple of his homeboys to the section, and they were all handsome. A couple of them tried to holler at me, but I shut them down nicely. Whether my relationship was real or fake, I would never publicly disrespect or embarrass Solomon.

Triniti, River, and I shared a container of hot wings and fries courtesy of Free and Oh’Shun. After twenty minutes passed, Free had ordered some water and another round of shots for us. Another thing I loved about partying with my family was that I never had to pay for shit. My brothers and cousins always made sure we had everything we needed.

A couple of Triniti and River’s friends showed up, and the section turned up even more. I kept it cordial for the most part, but there were a couple of bitches who looked at me as if I had taken their nigga or something. Triniti’s homegirl, Loren, couldn’t keep her eyes off me, so I turned around, bent over, and wobbled my ass to give her something to look at.

We never had any beef, but it was no secret she had messed around with Solo before. She threw subs at me on her Insta story when our relationship went public. People kept sending me the screenshots, but I wasn’t bothered one bit. I was well aware of his past, and I never felt threatened because no matter the title, I always came first.

I grabbed a bottle of water because I knew I needed to sober up a little. I wasn’t driving, but I still liked to be alert when it got too late.

“When are you gonna stop playin’ with me and give me a chance, Honesty?” Oh’Shun’s best friend, Mel, asked. I rolled my eyes. He asked the same thing every time he saw me, and my answer never changed. I didn’t understand why he even tried when he knew he had fucked a few of my friends from high school and a couple from college too.

“Never. I’m in a relationship.”

“What’s up, baby?”

I felt his arm wrap around my waist, and I tilted my head back to see his handsome face. A goofy grin spread across my face as I locked eyes with my man.

“What are you doing here? I thought you were working?”

“I was, but Spinz had a family emergency, so we wrapped up early. Plus, I had to come see what you were out here doing. Got your ass all out and shit.” He grumbled.

“What’s good, Solo?” Freedom walked over and shook hands with him.

“What’s up, fam? I see y’all got this shit lit in here. I had to come slide and make sure this one was on her best behavior.” Solo smirked.

“You don’t ever have to worry about that when she’s with me. I let my cousins have fun, but they know not to take it too far.”

“I’m already knowin’. I just wanted to check on my baby.” Solo leaned down and kissed my temple. My nipples hardened as he tightened his grip on me.

Freedom smirked and shook his head. “Y’all are something else. I’m gonna mind my business, though. All I know is that I better be in the wedding. Fuck an invite. I need to be front and center.”

Solo chuckled and glanced down at me. “When the time comes, I’ma leave all of that to her. I’ll be the nigga at the altar with the custom suit on, standing next to the pastor.”

“Talk yo’ shit then.” They dapped each other up, and Freedom walked over and sat next to one of Triniti’s college friends. Oh’Shun came up and passed Solomon a shot. They talked for a minute and took the shots together. His arms slid across my chest, and I held on as we rocked back and forth.

“Come dance with us, Nes!” River shouted.

I hesitated for a moment and glanced up at Solomon, who stared at me like he was in love.

“Don’t start acting funny because your man is here. He knows you like to bounce that ass!” Triniti instigated.

“Go ahead, mamas. Let me see something.” Solomon gave me a lazy grin, and I noticed the red rim around his eyes. He must have smoked before he came. Since he gave me the green light, I decided to show him what I could do.

The DJ played “On Ya Knees” by Mendeecees and Haze, and the club went crazy. Every lady in the building bounced their ass like they had something to prove. The liquor in my system had me feeling like a stripper as I dropped down into a squat and wobbled my ass. I rode the beat like I was riding an imaginary dick and went crazy.

My cousins and a few other ladies in the section were hyping me up and smacking my ass while I wagged my tongue and showed off what my momma gave me. I must have been too in the zone because the next thing I knew, Solomon had snatched me up and carried me back to one of the couches in the section.

“Aww, you’re a hater, Solo,” River complained.

“Damn sure is. I don’t give a fuck!” Solo shouted as he sat me on his lap.

“Why did you do that? You told me to show out?”

“Yeah, and you showed out enough. I was cool until you bent over and I saw your pussy print. You got me fucked up.” He grumbled.