Never Satisfied: A New Orleans Tale

Heart to Heart

"Hey boo," Khandi said running up to me, taking me into her arms. "It feels like it's been forever since I've seen you!"

"Yeah, I know right." I took her hand and led her to where I was sitting. "I'm glad you could make it, I really appreciate it."

After we both took a seat on a small wooden bench, she asked, "So, why the hell are we out here at the Lakefront in this weather anyways?

"I couldn't invite you over to Kyrielle's now could I?

"Okay, but we could've just met up at the mall or someplace indoors shit. It's cold as hell out here and it looks like it's going to rain soon."

"Too much be going on in the mall, it's more peaceful out here. Plus I can only go as far as my legs will carry me. You know I don't have a car!"

"You know I would've picked you up."

"Well we're here now. And it's not that cold out here, so quit with all of that whining! It's a nice change from the ninety-nine degree weather we've been having lately."

"But I like when it's hot, I don't have to wear as much clothing."

"Well I think being fully clothed is a good look for you," I said jokingly but was honest. I loved the way her tight snakeskin jeans gave the illusion of them being painted on and the ruffled wool cardigan she had on gave the outfit a sophisticated touch.

"Awe, well thank you baby. You're not looking too bad either with your red-hot leather pants on," she told me after quickly caressing my thigh. "So how has it been going?"

"Not that bad actually."

"Really?" she voiced like I had just given her some sort of shocking revelation. "So, life with Kyrielle isn't so bad after all eh."

"She's hardly ever there so that's probably why."

"Humph, I wonder why."

"Most of the time she's over by her mom's house."

"Oh yeah, you did say something about her trying to reconnect with her people. I don't buy that shit though."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I'm saying, I don't think she really be by her mother's house Jasmine... at least not as often as she says she is."

"Sounds like you know something."

"I might," she admitted as she crossed her legs.

"I'm listening."

"I think her and Ace have been kicking it."

"Here you go with that foolishness again. I've already told you Kyrielle and Ace are just friends. And he's not even her type anyways."

"What makes you so sure he's not? I know you're currently beefed out with the dude, but you cannot deny that Ace is a sexy ass motherfucker!"

"Okay, I'll give him that, but I know Kyrielle's type."

"And what type is that?"

"She only fucks with boss niggas, and the last time that I checked Ace answers to Nique."

"Okay, whatever then."

"Anyways, what's been going on at the club? I heard the cops paid y'all a visit."

"Yes! I think I counted like fifteen of them bitches. They ransacked the place too."

"Did they find anything?"