Cyn's Point Of View|
1 Week Later
I walk into the kitchen of Nicki and I's condo and she jumps down from the counter.
"What are you doing?" I question, going into the fridge.
"I had to get the salt down. I wonder who pushed it all the way to the back."
"Not me." I chuckle. "I'm just as short as you."
"Yea well you're still taller and I know you did it."
"I'm about to head out now. I have to meet Rick."
"Again? I will for the fourth time this week?"
"Yes, it's almost holiday season, so people there's a lot of people trying book photoshoots and all of that."
"Cyn, it's almost seven in the afternoon."
"I know. Work is work. I'll be back before twelve, I promise." I walk over to her and she she turns away from me.
"Ight, bye."
"So I don't get a kiss? No hug? Nothing? Just a bye." I nudge her and she swats my hand away from her.
"Go, Cyn. I'm sure you wouldn't wanna miss anything."
"I won't, but I want my kiss first."
"Nah, you'll be ight. Make sure you lock the door going out too."
I sigh and leave without saying anything else to her. I really was going to work, the past few days I've been with Erica.
She didn't know that though.
