In Spite of the Bosset Life(15)

“Madre, kisses,” said Majesty, leaning over to give Unni a kiss. Majesty loved her some Unni.

“Mi amor,” said Unni, kissing Majesty. I grinned because my baby got so much love. “What do the perfect princess want?” asked Unni.

“I wann… I wan… princess pizza,” said Majesty, smiling big like her daddy. She had his lips and I would often ask for her to give me kisses. They felt just like her daddy’s too. An angel’s perfect kiss.

“Majesty will get princess, princesa, la pizza,” said Unni, going to the kitchen.

“Thank you Unni,” I said, walking up the steps. Majesty crawled up the steps behind me.

“Momma, where ya going? I’m going?”

“Princess, I told you already. I’m going to the movies with uncle Abir. You’re staying here. Momma Dukes is on her way. Don’t you want to see her?” I asked, spraying the Prada perfume on. Majesty always watched me get dolled up.

“I wanna go wid you, momma! I wanna see Frozen,” said Majesty, throwing a fit. I instantly picked my daughter up and sat her on the bed. Since she was born, I kept my daughter with me. She never stayed with no one else but me. I made sure of that.

“Majesty, is that how we act? You need to stop that. I don’t like that,” I said, shaking my head. Majesty thought falling out was cute and would get her whatever. In this case, to get me to stay home.

“No. Are you happy, mama?” asked Majesty.

“Yes, momma happy baby. If you’re good with Momma Dukes, then I’ll take you to see Frozen tomorrow. I promise,” I said, kissing my baby.

“Can we get pop pop too?” asked Majesty, talking about popcorn. I nodded my head yes.

“Where’s my pretty little princess?” asked Momma Dukes, creeping in my room. She had aged some, once Big Momma passed last year. The death of Big Momma took a toll on everyone and we all took it hard, mostly Kash. He started doing real bad in college and dropped out when he only had two years left.

“I’m right here Gigi,” said Majesty, jumping on my bed. I held her hand because I didn’t want her to fall.

“I haven’t saw you in two days. Give me some love,” said Momma Dukes, giving her those warm grandmother kisses. I kissed and gave Momma Dukes a hug. I watched them love on each other as I finished getting dress.

“Okay, I’m super late. I’ll be back in a few hours. Majesty, I love you and please be good,” I said, knowing she could be a little energetic. That’s why I tried to wear her out at the bounce house and playground today.

“Where you going, might I ask?” said Momma Dukes, being nosey. I slowly turned around on my heels.

“Movies. I’ll be back,” I said, leaving before she could ask any more questions. I was grown as hell. It wasn’t nobody business where I went or who I was there with. Abir and I were friends. He had been by my side and always had my best interest. I would always love my husband but he was dead. I had to move on.



***

“Why you take me to see that corny movie?” I asked, holding Abir’s hand. He was cracking up.

“It was not corny! A little predictable but not corny,” said Abir, defending that wack ass movie.

“You owe me. That was the longest two hours of my life!”

“You got that. You know you get whateva,” said Abir, putting me in the Rolls Royce. Abir always came through when I was in a jam. Running Ace’s business was a little harder than I thought. I almost just sold it but Nola told me to talk to Abir. Of course, Abir came to my rescue. He helped save the business I fought to regain. Abir was a genuine friend and I appreciated everything.

“I know I do,” I said flirting.

“And all I get is hugs and thank yous,” said Abir, shaking his head. Even though Abir had been so kind to me, I wasn’t giving my * up as a thank you card. I hadn’t got that far off and over Ace. I wanted to get over Ace but it would take time. Having sex right now just wasn’t for me. Abir often threw it out there that he wanted to be more than friends, but I dodged that shit like the matrix. I had been celibate for three years. I was happy about that because I had been f*cking since I was thirteen. My * needed a break.

“You don’t have to get those,” I said proudly. I was a very confident woman. If Abir stopped talking to me tonight, I would be fine. Ace being gone had turned me cold. So when someone died or left me, it didn’t faze me. I lost my husband, my mother, and father. Not to mention the people that came along the way like Big Momma and Tib. I was immune to people leaving. No one knew my life and all that I endured, not even Abir. He thought he knew but didn’t.

“I appreciate those... but sometimes, simple thank yous are just simple.”

“What’s simple and clear as day is that I’m not ready for all that,” I said, moving his hand off me. Lately, he had been hinting around a lot and I was tired of ignoring him. He was starting to act clingy and desperate. That wasn’t pleasing to me.

“You not ready for what? You don’t even know what I want,” said Abir, becoming defensive. I was now so ready to get home. This friendly night turned out to be a headache I didn’t need.

“What do you want from me, Abir? I have nothing for you! My life is complicated and you know it. You act like this would be easy,” I said, growing frustrated.