BFF

Girls day

Tia – POV

"Dave, have you seen my car keys?" I called out, already annoyed.

"Check the stand for them, Tia," he replied from the other room.

"I did," I huffed.

"You not lookin'. Here I come."

I laughed because, truthfully, I never looked that hard for anything. Dave always found it. A moment later, he walked in with the keys in his hand.

"Here, girl."

"Thank you, baby," I said with a kiss to his cheek.

"Mmhmm."

"I love you. See you later."

"I love you too."

I got in my car, plugged in the aux, and headed to the nail shop to meet Ki and Brandy. As I drove, my phone rang—Brandy.

"Yesss?" I answered.

"Just making sure you on the way."

Laughing, I said, "Girl, why wouldn't I be?"

"'Cause you be playin' around with Dave."

I rolled my eyes, laughing harder. "Girl, here you go again..."

"Best friend, I still can't believe you answered the phone while you were getting fucked like that."

I nearly choked. "Girl! He made me answer! That man's dick will have me doing anything."

Brandy cracked up. "Do you hear me? I was supposed to be mad at Bully, next thing I know I'm face down, ass up after the club."

"Best friend, we're sick," I said, shaking my head.

"I know! I'm pulling up now."

"Me too."

Call ended.

When we walked in, the nail shop was nearly empty, just us and three girls who were about to work on our nails.

"Hey Ki," I greeted.

"Hey, girl. You walking funny."

"Girl, don't start."

"My body was so sore, it's not even funny," Ki groaned, dropping into the chair.

"Those hot baths be doing something to me," Brandy added.

"I took one this morning," I said as we all settled in to get our feet done.

"Wait, why your body sore, Ki?" I asked.

"Chris and I made up last night," she said with a blush. "So... makeup sex."

Brandy raised a brow. "Bull and I had sex, but no makeup."

I laughed. "I'm dead! Usually sex means making up, Brandy."

"Not for me. I told that nigga this morning—ain't shit changed."

"You so annoying," Ki said, laughing.

"Until he gets his baby mama under control," Brandy went on.

"Maybe you should talk to her woman to woman," I offered.

"I was going to," Brandy said. "But her mouth is so smart and I'm foul with it, so we might end up fighting if I'm being honest."

"See, yeah," Ki sighed. "Ain't no talking to women like that."

"We don't want y'all fighting," I said. "You might just gotta put your foot on Jason's neck—or hopefully, he talked to Dave about it, and Dave can knock some sense into him."