A Waiting Game

Wait......is that?

Lem POV:

"Aight team, we got a new truck coming in today between 2:00-4:00.  It's a small one, only about 1,500 pieces so if we all get on it, we can have it unloaded and down stacked onto pallets in about an hour.  After that we'll be done for the day so we can get off a little early if we hustle."  I informed everybody making them all get excited and start dapping each other up.  Just as I was finishing up, I see Tika walking back from the pic mod.  She had been gone a lil longer than expected, but I figured she had stopped by the restroom or to get water or something.  She was always on point so I didn't think too far into it, but it just wasn't like her to take too long on a task so my eye was on her a lil bit.

"Hey boss man, what y'all meeting about?"  She asked seeing everybody dispersing from our little huddle.

A few seconds later, Tristan also walked up so I decided to fill them both in at the same time.  These fools think they slick though, I know the old, you leave and I'll leave in 5 minutes trick.  I wasn't mad, but I can't lie and say I wasn't a lil jealous that they was probably sneaking in some alone time.  Especially since me and him had unfinished business of our own.  I get it though, they was talking before what happened between me and him happened.

"Aye Tika, Tristan I was just telling the team that we have a small truck coming in about an hour or so, and then we'll be done for the day."  They both were looking a slightly nervous which all but confirmed my suspicions.  I know Tristan ain't mine, but I kind of thought that he would be a little more considerate of my feelings since he knows I want him and I thought he wanted me too. 

That was the drawback of fucking around with a dl nigga though, they'll go to great lengths to cover their tracks.  Him being bi made it a little worse though because he could have a genuine desire for whatever woman he was using as his cover.  I should've never went there with his ass to be honest, but I'm low key addicted now so ima have to play the game and I guess the best man or woman will win 🤷🏾‍♂️.  All I know is that there's no way I'm letting him get away with that shit he pulled on me after game night.

"So we get to go home early for the weekend?  Bet that up!"  Tristan said excitedly extending his hand to me for dap.  I returned the gesture just for the sake of appearances but I was deflee gone address him about sneaking around with her behind my back at work.  Then I thought about it.  This ain't my nigga and he was dealing with her first so I really can't be up here acting a fool because I'm butt hurt.

This is why I don't fool with coworkers.  That shit 9 times out of 10 leads to problems once feelings get involved. 

"Whatchu over here in deep thought about?"  Tika asked after Tristan walked off snapping me out of the rabbit hole my mind was trying to send me on.   I noticed the edge of a hickey right by the collar of her jacket.  I was kind of hurt but I had to play it cool cause she was innocent.

"Oh shit, my bad.  It's nothing just some shit my brother text me about earlier."  I lied.  It's gone be hella hard being genuine with her knowing she getting the upper hand with my ma......Tristan.  I just can't believe that I let this nigga play me.  I'm always ahead of the game when it comes to protecting myself against catching feelings too soon, but the interactions we've had since that night just had me craving him.

"Ohh my baby, you ok?  You need to talk about it?"  She asked genuinely concerned.

"Naw I'm good, he just tryna set up a play for the weekend."  I quickly lied.

"Oh ok.  What yall finna do?  And you bet not be outchea running with none of them fast tail lil gals you be chasing."  She said jokingly making me laugh a lil bit.