“I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! I told you they were sneaking around. You owe me a purse from Infinity Beyond, Kilo.”
“You got it, baby. Get a dress, too, because I didn’t see this coming at all,” Kilo said, his voice filled with surprise.
Nyomi continued to gloat as she, Kilo, and I entered the family room. Skye was balled up in the corner of the couch, and I sat beside her, placing my arm over her shoulders and kissing her temple.
She shivered under my touch almost every time my hands made contact with her body, regardless of the reason or situation. When she looked up at me and smiled, I smiled back before kissing her lips.
Nyomi stood in front of us, folding her arms across her chest and wearing an astonished look. Kilo stood next to her, smirking. Skye and I had some explaining to do, but neither of us said a word.
“How long have y’all been sneaking around?” Nyomi finally asked.
“Not long,” Skye responded.
“That’s not an answer,best friend.” She pressed.
“A few weeks.”
She gasped, slapping her hand over her mouth in awe as if Skye had announced some earth-shattering news.
“A few weeks? You kept this from me for a few weeks? How can you call yourself my best friend when you’ve been keeping something so major from me for so long?”
“I call myself your best friend because it’s facts. Now, you can be mad I didn’t tell you, or you can be happy I finally did what you’ve wanted me to do for the past year. Pick one.”
Nyomi and Skye rarely argued, at least not that I’d seen. She narrowed her eyes at Skye, pretending she wanted to be mad, but the smile creeping onto her lips told the truth.
“You know I could never be mad at you. I want all the gritty details about how this happened. C’mon. Let’s go to your room.”
Nyomi grabbed her wrists, pulling Skye to her feet and dragging her to the back of the house. She smiled and wavedgoodbye to me as she rounded the corner and disappeared from my view.
Kilo sat on the sofa chair across from me. The smirk he wore told me more than enough, but he wouldn’t be my big brother if he didn’t have some slick shit to say.
“I knew something was up with you because your ass been walking around the office like you just hit the lottery,” he finally said.
“I feel like I did.”
“Love will do that to you. How did this shit happen because Skye didn’t really say much?”
“The day I came to look at her backyard, we had an honest conversation, and one thing led to another.”
“When you say honest, how honest? I’m not trying to get into your business, but last I knew, y’all weren’t on the same page.”
“She had a change of heart, if you will.”
“A change of heart where marriage and kids are concerned?”
“Yes, nigga, damn!”
“The fuck you getting mad at me for. I’m just trying to make sure your crybaby ass don’t get your lil feelings hurt.”
“Don’t worry about me. Worry about how you’re gonna convince Nyomi to try for a girl.”
He waved me off. “Man, I know how to communicate with my wife. When the time is right, she won’t hesitate to grant my wish.”
“If you say so.”
Kilo wanted a daughter but was afraid to talk to Nyomi about it. She regularly commented about how happy she was that they had twins because she didn’t need to have another baby for them to have a playmate.
We changed the subject and talked about football until the ladies reappeared.