While Aaliyah and I often got into it because the bitch always had something to say, I couldn’t deny she was a good time to party with. After a while, the spat we just had was a thing of the past.
“Oh shit, we got a royalty in the building. Y’all show some love to Jrue and his lovely fiancée, Xiomara.” The packed club went crazy, all yelling Jrue’s name. He grinned and gave a salute, making sure to keep Xiomara close to him. Her pregnant belly was on full display in the see through dress she wore. Her nipples and bikini area were covered, but everything else could be seen. Their security guards made sure to keep a wall between them and the crowd.
“Whew, they know they make a fine ass couple,” Savannah exclaimed.
“Right and he don’t play about her either. That’s the kind of love I need. I don’t know what prayer she did, but she needs to send it my way,” Tiara said, finishing her drink.
“You can say that again!” Angel slurred. “Men suck nowadays.” She scoffed.
“That’s because you all still want little boys. You need to get you a real man,” I expressed, crossing my leg at the knee.
“Well, we all can’t have a fine ass, millionaire husband at our side. He doesn’t have any brothers, does he? Hell, even a twin?” Tiara joked.
I snickered. “Nope.” I made sure to pop the p dramatically. “Hubby’s one of a kind.” I held my left hand out and examined my rings.
Over the years I had been able to make everyone believe that me and Yosiah were a happy, loving couple. He didn’t always make it easy, but there was no way I was going to show outsiders any different. There had been a lot of backlash these past five years about how different we were and questions about if our marriage was real. It was irritating, but I made sure to shut down those claims every time. Yosiah wasmineand no one was going to take that away from me.
“Besides, if he had a twin, I would have dibs first,” Savannah jumped in.
“You have enough of a rotation. Leave some men for us,” Aaliyah said.
“Not my fault, I’m a prize they all notice.” Her smile beamed in Aaliyah’s direction.
“Yeah, putting out all the time doesn’t make you a prize.”
“Ew, we don’t slut shame, Aaliyah! I’m all for sex positivity!” Angel cut in.
“Tell her again!” I boasted.
Everyone but Aaliyah agreed, but we didn’t pay her any attention. Out of all of us, she was the most conservative.
“Anyway, Xylina might not be the only one with a ring on her finger.” We all gave Aaliyah our attention. “Me and Prince are working on things and I think he’s gonna pop the question.”
My nose balled up. “He’s such a stick in the mud. I don’t know why you even want to fix things with him.”
“Xylina’s right. You can do better. He’s more of a diva than the four of us combined,” Savannah agreed.
Prince was a guy her dad set her up with. The two had been dating for years, but their relationship was lackluster to say the least. He was just as stuffy, if not more, as Aaliyah.
Aaliyah scoffed. “Just because he has morals and standards doesn’t make him a stick in the mud. Plus, he’s next in line as heir to the largest energy company in the world. You can’t get any better than that.”
The three of us shared a look but kept our mouths closed. Aaliyah was someone I partied, occasionally went to brunch, and shopped with, but we weren’t close enough to the point I cared about her life choices to go back and forth with her.
As the night continued, Jrue eventually was passed the mic and he spoke to the club. The drinks in our section continued, the vibes were good, and the conversation changed into random gossip. At one part of the night, I sent a few pictures to Yosiah that Savannah had taken of me. I looked good enough to eat and I was sure there was no way he could stay silent once he saw them. The breasts I’d paid for sat up perfectly in the halter of the jumpsuit and my waist was snatched. The heels I wore made my legs look good too.
While I waited for Yosiah to respond, I scrolled through the compliments on my InstaFlik. My followers always showed love and I knew if no one else would appreciate how good I looked they would.
I snickered at the replies to my story from random guys. It wasn’t anything new and I thought it was cute how they never failed to shoot their shot.
As the night got close to ending, I had a nice buzz and the dampened spirit I was in when I first got here had vanished. I was swaying to the current song, bobbing my head, and sipping my latest drink when Aaliyah plopped down next to me.
I barely gave her a glance as my eyes swept the room. Since the marriage conversation she had been chill, which didn’t shock me. Aaliyah was one of those people who liked to air out everyone’s dirt, but didn’t like her shit brought to her door.
“You know I heard something funny the other day I forgot about until I saw you.”
“Oh yeah?” I sipped on my drink, still not looking at her.
“Yep!” She popped her lips and moved closer. “I don’t know if you’re aware, but according to a little birdie, your daddy is in some financial trouble.” I paused, this time slicing my eyes in her direction.