Nouveau

Chapter 69: Lost & Found

"In love....I haven't got enough practice...

All the ones before you were just a mistake or just a distraction"

-Losing

Laive

"What kind of girls he like?"

Laive had been rolling her eyes for the past fifteen minutes while her eldest cousins kept drilling her about Tremaine's taste in women. It made her sick to her stomach how they were desperately groveling over her man.

"I don't know."

"Huh?"

"If you can huh you can hear." Laive smirked. "I said I don't know." The dumbstruck look on their face gave Laive a whole other sense of gratitude. She dared them to go ask and see what he would say. They panicked about they knew better than to interrupt a spades game. And everyone who was playing would cuss them the hell out. Laive teased that if they wanted to know so bad then they should just ask and not worry about looking desperate or thirsty. "It's just a question, what's the big deal?"

One of them told Laive she was clueless and needed to learn how to read the room. Chastised her about being around a man that fine and not paying attention to anything about him. One even quipped that they understood why she was single because she didn't know the first thing about trying to catch a man.

"..."

In that moment Laive wished she had the bluntness of Tremaine. Baby girl would have told them that he liked how she sat on his dick every night and loved choking her up. That he was a man who loved to hear her respond to him in vulgarity while he was deep inside her and loved making her cum....

But L kept that clap back tucked away in her brain for a rainy day and responded with shrugged shoulders and an ok.

Making her way back to the spades table, Laive heard that Tremaine and Paw Paw were in the lead with a bid of 4 books and a possible, and so far they had 4. Cards got to flying and sliding across the table once they got their first two, and all hell broke loose when someone else threw out the wrong card.

Trey taunted, "What the fuck is that?!"

"I need a real nigga! Not a reneger" Laive's auntie hollered. Slapping a 7 of spades on top of the pile.

Paw Paw led the pack by slapping a 10 of spades on the table, "We may be family but we ain't kin! That's ten!"

Paw Paw referred to Tremaine as son after they took the first book. Boasted how proud he was that Laive bought a real man home to show these niggas how its done. Laive snickered the entire time, asking why everyone was getting so worked up over a little card game. It had got too intense and Trey shhh'd her to be quiet so they could focus. Paw Paw was standing up with his cards in hand and said it was too much at stake for Laive to be worried about the wrong fucking shit.

When Tremaine yelled game, everybody else wanted their turn at taking down the winning team. Laive blurted over the music and interrupted that they would have to wait because Tremaine had to drive her to go pick up some things that were left on accident.

Tremaine

They were taking the 15 minute drive to L's mom's house after Laive pleaded that she needed him to drive and she couldn't see straight. Blatantly admitting that she was too sauced to drive anywhere. She whined that the scarf around her neck was making her extremely hot. Her body temp was the result of Tremaine babysitting their drinks all afternoon and into the night. L's red cup pallet was composed of gulps of Hennessy, Patron, and Jack Daniels over the span of a couple hours...baby girl was feeling hella good.