Riptide /GxG/(Completed)

FIFTY-SEVEN

J A Z M I N E

"How are you feeling?" Britt asked softly, her voice running through my car speakers since my phone was connected to the vehicle via Bluetooth.

"I'm okay," I mumbled, sending back my car seat while I waited for Spain to return from the store.

"You don't sound okay," She replied, earning a small smile from me.

"How do I sound?"

"Frustrated," She confessed and I frowned slightly while coming to the realisation that I was.

"Do you wanna tell me what's the cause of your frustration?" She asked, leaving me to place my thoughts into words.

"I placed Taj in charge of the entire security thing and it's just not going as smoothly as I thought it would,"

"Meaning?"

"Because a percentage of the guys are ex-convicts it's, making things more difficult,"

"Difficult in terms of?"

"Trust, I have a few places like, Uhm, remember that guy we met at the gallery I took you to on one of our dates?" I asked, hoping to paint a mental image.

"The one you said talks a lot?" She questioned making me smile.

"Yeah him, he wants to support but at the same time he doesn't trust-"

"Do any of your black clientele have this problem?"

"No,"

"Well baby you found your answer," She informed me softly, earning a chuckle.

"Are you suggesting I only cater to black people?"

"Yeah, the convictions don't make them bad people and if he can't see that why let it stress you, baby you started this to help black people specifically so do that," She voiced, eliminating my frustration.

"And if you get white clientele take them on as long as their attitude is right, but now your focus should be with the neighbourhood," She added.

"Thank you,"

"You're going to have to start paying me Ms Johnson," She voiced, making me laugh, her flirty tone turning me on slightly as well as the title she used since all my memories of her calling me that were sexually based.

"How?" I asked before looking in the rearview mirror to see an approaching Spain.

"Well since you asked—"

"Spain is coming back, text me," I announced laughing and she joined in.

"Imma call you when I'm almost home," She spoke.

"You want me to pick up Aria?"

"No baby I got it, just come home safely," She voiced, her tone holding a lot of unaddressed emotions as well as memories.

"I will,"

"I love you,"

"I love you too," I replied, allowing her to end the call as the door opened and Spain got in.

"Why you smiling like you just found out Rihanna single?" He asked immediately while placing the paper bag filled with snacks on the backseat.

"I was on a call with Britt,"

"You might as well go ahead and propose cause she got you simping," He joked making me smile since his words were not really far off from my intentions.

"I plan to,"

"What?" He asked, looking at me with surprise and confusion on his face.

"I'm gonna propose," I told him seriously while putting on my seatbelt.

"When?"

"After my birthday,"

"And you ain't tell me," He replied as I pulled out of the parking spot.

"I was going to when we collected the ring today,"

"Hold up, the ring?"

"Yeah,"

"So you been plotting huh?" He asked as I turned onto the road.

"Yeah I have,"

"From when?"

"The night at the gallery," I replied with emotions returning to my body as I began reminiscing.

"That's what's up," He said happily, leaving my existing smile to widen.

"I talked to her mom already-"

"Man I'm over here geeking like I'm the one you bout to propose to," He confessed, making me laugh.

"When are we going to get the ring?" He questioned.

"After we stop by Taj,"

"Man fuck Taj I'm trying to see what my sister-in-law gonna be wearing for the rest of her life," He told me and I smiled while the thought left my heart to grow warm.

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