to?” I asked as he lifted his legs from the couch and I lay down with him.
He shook his head. “No one.”
“Bullshit.”
“Seriously. Just read something funny on Facebook.”
I lifted an eyebrow. “Mmm hmm. Sure,” I said as I got under the blanket with him and glanced at the TV. “What are you watching?”
“ Deathdream . You can change it if you want. I wasn’t paying too much attention to it.”
He probably wasn’t paying attention because he was too wrapped up in his phone. Kevin never brought anyone home, he never went out on dates, and he never talked about liking anyone. If someone was making him smile, I had to know who it was.
I flinched when a bloody, dead body flashed on the screen and headed over to Lifetime for a movie. I curled up with Kevin, relishing in his body heat under the blanket as I sat back to enjoy my movie. I felt his phone vibrate several times before we even got to our first commercial.
“Still on Facebook, huh?”
He waited so long to answer me, I almost thought he didn’t hear me. “Yup,” he said mindlessly.
I sat up in the chair. “Just tell me who you’re talking to; you know all my business.”
He sighed. “I told you, no one.”
“We’ve been best friends since high school, and you still can’t trust me with this? I’m not judging you Kevin.”
I reached for his phone, and he yanked it away. It slipped out of his hand and crashed to the floor. I jumped off the couch and ran to the phone. Kevin tackled me, crashing my body against the wall.
“Ouch! Jesus, Kevin!”
“Sorry, babe. You okay?” He said as he picked up his phone.
“You don’t have to be ashamed. If you’re talking to a male-”
“Keisha, I swear to God if you start this again…”
I threw my hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay. It’s dropped.”
I know it was selfish, but I was his best friend and I wanted to be the first one he came out to. We’d been through so much together, spent so much time together, and I loved the shit out of him. I wanted him to just be himself and be happy. But I knew that pressing the subject too much would cause him to push me away. Whoever he was texting, I was just glad they were making him smile.
I walked back to the couch and got under the covers, patting the cushions for him to join me. “Let me tell you about my night instead.”
“You look awful,” Amira told me when I entered the daycare the next morning. “I thought you spent the night with the fine brother who was in here yesterday?”
“I did,” I said, putting the day’s snacks in the fridge. Every morning, I’d stop by the grocery store before work and buy healthy snacks for the kids- it was often the only fruits and vegetables they ate for the day.
“Damn, I thought he was a good one.”
I paused what I was doing and turned to face her. “He’s a sweet guy. I just don’t think we click in the bedroom.”
I didn’t want her to think negatively of Steven. He was boring to me, but that didn’t make him bad.
She shrugged. “If he can’t satisfy you in the bedroom, he’s not a good one.”
“But he’s such a great guy; I should feel lucky to have him.”
“He may be great, but that doesn’t mean he’s great for you.”
I’d chosen to try to take things to the next level based off the fact that Steven was a “good one.” The term was generic, and my view of it was, too. I figured that if he was a good guy, I could make it work with him. It never occurred to me that he wasn’t the right type of good for me .
“And speak of the devil…”
Steven’s svelte figure appeared in the entrance. Amira watched with stars in her eyes as he walked to me; maybe I needed to set them up on a blind date.
“Hey,” he said when he got to me, hands in pockets.
“This isn’t a place we can have strange men stopping by; parents don’t want to see a bunch of people walking in and hanging around their kids.”
He nodded. “I understand. And I’m sorry for
He shook his head. “No one.”
“Bullshit.”
“Seriously. Just read something funny on Facebook.”
I lifted an eyebrow. “Mmm hmm. Sure,” I said as I got under the blanket with him and glanced at the TV. “What are you watching?”
“ Deathdream . You can change it if you want. I wasn’t paying too much attention to it.”
He probably wasn’t paying attention because he was too wrapped up in his phone. Kevin never brought anyone home, he never went out on dates, and he never talked about liking anyone. If someone was making him smile, I had to know who it was.
I flinched when a bloody, dead body flashed on the screen and headed over to Lifetime for a movie. I curled up with Kevin, relishing in his body heat under the blanket as I sat back to enjoy my movie. I felt his phone vibrate several times before we even got to our first commercial.
“Still on Facebook, huh?”
He waited so long to answer me, I almost thought he didn’t hear me. “Yup,” he said mindlessly.
I sat up in the chair. “Just tell me who you’re talking to; you know all my business.”
He sighed. “I told you, no one.”
“We’ve been best friends since high school, and you still can’t trust me with this? I’m not judging you Kevin.”
I reached for his phone, and he yanked it away. It slipped out of his hand and crashed to the floor. I jumped off the couch and ran to the phone. Kevin tackled me, crashing my body against the wall.
“Ouch! Jesus, Kevin!”
“Sorry, babe. You okay?” He said as he picked up his phone.
“You don’t have to be ashamed. If you’re talking to a male-”
“Keisha, I swear to God if you start this again…”
I threw my hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay. It’s dropped.”
I know it was selfish, but I was his best friend and I wanted to be the first one he came out to. We’d been through so much together, spent so much time together, and I loved the shit out of him. I wanted him to just be himself and be happy. But I knew that pressing the subject too much would cause him to push me away. Whoever he was texting, I was just glad they were making him smile.
I walked back to the couch and got under the covers, patting the cushions for him to join me. “Let me tell you about my night instead.”
“You look awful,” Amira told me when I entered the daycare the next morning. “I thought you spent the night with the fine brother who was in here yesterday?”
“I did,” I said, putting the day’s snacks in the fridge. Every morning, I’d stop by the grocery store before work and buy healthy snacks for the kids- it was often the only fruits and vegetables they ate for the day.
“Damn, I thought he was a good one.”
I paused what I was doing and turned to face her. “He’s a sweet guy. I just don’t think we click in the bedroom.”
I didn’t want her to think negatively of Steven. He was boring to me, but that didn’t make him bad.
She shrugged. “If he can’t satisfy you in the bedroom, he’s not a good one.”
“But he’s such a great guy; I should feel lucky to have him.”
“He may be great, but that doesn’t mean he’s great for you.”
I’d chosen to try to take things to the next level based off the fact that Steven was a “good one.” The term was generic, and my view of it was, too. I figured that if he was a good guy, I could make it work with him. It never occurred to me that he wasn’t the right type of good for me .
“And speak of the devil…”
Steven’s svelte figure appeared in the entrance. Amira watched with stars in her eyes as he walked to me; maybe I needed to set them up on a blind date.
“Hey,” he said when he got to me, hands in pockets.
“This isn’t a place we can have strange men stopping by; parents don’t want to see a bunch of people walking in and hanging around their kids.”
He nodded. “I understand. And I’m sorry for
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