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answered.
    “Yeah? Nah, what’s up? I can't do that right now. Just hit me in the morning and I’ll make it happen. Aight, bet.”
    Siah moved his phone back into his pocket, but not before putting it on silent. “No more calls,” he said and winked at me, but I leaned back in my chair annoyed.
    “What, Nonie?”
    “Nothing.” I lifted my drink and let the straw of my daiquiri slide between my lips then took a sip before placing it down in front of me.
    “That was business, Nonie. You know I wouldn't disrespect you like that. So fix your damn face, Pretty.”
    “What makes you think I care who calls you and why?” I asked, holding a nonchalant expression, but smiling inside.
    “’Cause you’re spoiled as shit, and the way your damn lips poked out the second I answered that call told me you care.”
    I wanted to slap the smug grin off his face, but I didn't react. Instead, I changed the subject. “We have to meet Archer in the morning, and Kizzie doesn't want to be stuck there with him alone, so I was thinking—”
    “Fuck Archer’s old ass. He ain't gon’ fuck with Kizzie, I’ll make sure of that. But you’re staying at my house tonight, so don’t even say that shit. I’ll handle Archer.” Siah’s expression dropped and his eyes turned dark. “That nigga don't be pushing up on you, does he, Nonie? And don't lie trying to save his ass either ’cause I swear on everything, I’ll fuck him up.”
    “No, he hasn't. Chill out, crazy. He flirts with Kizzie a little, but trust me, he knows better than to say anything to me. Thanks to you.”
    Siah looked across the table at me, wearing a grin. “I didn't say shit to him, but I will, if I need to.”
    My eyes moved to Siah’s face, but I looked past him when I saw a man who looked like Red. It couldn't be him because this muthafucker I had my eyes on had his arms around some trick with his lips on her face. So I know good and damn well that it wasn't Kizzie’s Red.
    I guess the look on my face concerned Siah because he turned to see what I was looking at. By then, I knew for sure that it was Red, so I was already digging in my purse in search of my phone. Realizing what I was doing, Siah leaned forward and snatched it out my hand.
    “Give me my phone, Siah. I’m about to let Kizzie know that nigga is up in here with some two dollar hoe,” I snapped and reached for my phone, but he leaned back and slipped it into his pocket.
    “That ain't your shit to be worried about, and you’re not about to let her problems fuck up our evening.”
    “Siah, really? That's my girl and she needs to know—”
    “Man, chill the fuck out, Nonie. What difference does it make if she knows right now or later? She’s not about to drive her ass across the bridge to deal with that shit right now. She’s at the crib with Jock, so let it go and tell her tomorrow if you want, but right now, this is about us. Another nigga’s infidelity is not about to fuck up my night.”
    Siah was so calm and unmoved that it pissed me off. He knew how close I was to Kizzie, and he was tight with Kizzie too, but here he was acting like me seeing Red hugged up with the next hoe wasn't a big deal.
    “Just let me send her a text, Siah.”
    “Nonie, let that shit go. I just told you she’s at the crib with Jock, so she can't say shit about that nigga being here with someone else, now can she?”
    He looked me right in my eyes and waited. Damn . He was right and I knew it, but I still wanted to tell her. I guess it would have to wait, but I was going to say something to Red’s cheating sass. We knew that Kizzie was creeping with Jock, but he didn't, so he was wrong as fuck for being out with that hoe. I pushed my chair back a little and stood while Siah looked at me like I was crazy.
    “Nonie, sit your ass down. You're not about to approach that nigga, ’cause if he gets out of line with you, Imma have to fuck him up. I just told you, we’re not about to let what they have going on fuck