"Talk louder May, a bitch don't got super hearing," I rolled my eyes at Darajah wanting to be loud when she heard me loud and clear the first time.

"Ken gave me cunninglingus," I spoke louder but quickly regretted when some stares from the other customers in the restaurant we were eating at landed on me.

"What y'all staring at, especially you staring like you got a problem with sex when you pregnant like that, now quit eyeing this table please and thank you nosies." I facepalmed myself as she dismissed everyone. "Carry on baby and explain cunninglingus to me cuz i'on speak dictionary."

"Day bring down your tone a bit please," She shrugged, chewing on her overcooked steak then motioned for me to proceed and I did, "Okay but I won't be saying this again and don't make it a big deal– he ate my pussy, happy?"

She began laughing. I smacked my lips in irritation and continued eating my food. When she eventually stopped, she said, "Whew bitchhhh, okay first of all I thought you was finna say vajayjay or sumn' but damn the word pussy sound foreign coming from you but I advise you cuss more. It's sexy on you."

"Told you not make it a big deal though, Day," I mumbled.

"Ha, when do I ever listen? Yeah never." She laughed some more. "But forreal, you and Dentrell out here making solemn couples move, I see. And yeah we gotta get you an Instagram account can't let all these sexy go to waste."

I blushed wildly, "He makes me feel actually beautiful and appreciated like I have no flaws whatsoever. And why do you always have to call him that, when you know it's lawfully Joe's middle name," Darajah always has a name for someone even kids, she nicknamed Kayden, Mugga because he was always frowning and I agreed on that one. And Dentrell was indeed Joe's middle name.

"Um, sis have you seen that man's forehead. I'd get in an accident if I had to ride on a road with as many potholes forreal," I snickered with a shake of my head. I'd tell on her but it won't make a difference. "Besides, Joe's parents gave him the name based on his back dimples and they're cute."

I quirked an eyebrow at her, "Darajah I know you're still not brewing that interest in him anymore I mean you said so and how'd you know of his dimples in that region."

I wasn't being judgemental on who my friend chose to harbor feelings for and if anything I should be encouraging rather. Joe was her cousin and regardless of that it's her life but she said her plan was to cut him off completely to see if her feelings for him would go away and it's probably not even working as it was.

"He be having his shirt off most of the times and my eyes aren't dead so they wander." Darajah was a nonchalant person with matching attitude but when I came down those she cares about then it becomes hard to pretend to be dismissive.

"I don't think your whole idea of pretending someone, especially one you've been so close to since birth suddenly stops existing is right. You might be successful in achieving your goal by ridding those emotions you feel for him but have you thought about how he's feeling too, he would definitely miss you Day."

"Maeve I can't keep loving— I just can't keep having such disgusting— he's my cousin for fucks sake and I feel sick as fuck for even seeing him in a different light. My Mom, Aunt Cami and Uncle Dee would be so disappointed if they ever knew of what we did on my 15th birthday. Joseph took my virginity on my parents matrimonial bed that night and ever since I've not been able to keep my feelings at bay." I shushed her and grabbed her hands across the table, feeling my own tears about to fall as hers fell.

"It's okay, everything will be alright. I don't think my words would contribute much to how you're feeling right now but I don't think you can help who you love Day. And you're not even related to him by blood, you were adopted so stop thinking of the worst and talk to Joe. You're being selfish by leaving him in the dark about all these and trying on your own, let him know what's going on with you." I tried to reason with her.

She sniffled, dabbed under her eyes and agreed, "You're right, I should tell him about what's really eating me up and I already feel selfish for treating him like I am. He's been showing up at my doorstep everyday, he would ring the doorbell calmly before banging on the door like he done lost his damn mind when I don't respond." She laughed a bit.

"I miss him and unfortunately you know me well enough to make a city girl cry." We laughed at that and I blinked away my tears, "Witcho sensitive ass, I hope to God Kentrell doesn't play you over cuz he'd be losing someone— that special person that comes only once in a lifetime."

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