Ain't No Wifey

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Authors: Jahquel J.
his and sat across from him and crossed her legs.
    “Going somewhere?” Micah asked. Minka was dressed in a white Maxi dress with mint green wedges and a matching blazer.
    “A BBQ my Great-grandparents are throwing. I promised I would stop by.” She sipped her wine.
    “That’s cool, let me take you out tonight.”
    “You can come along if you’re not doing nothing,” Minka offered with butterflies in her stomach. Micah nodded his head and finished his wine, he was happy he followed his gut and came by her house, and he was looking forward to spending the day with her.
    “I'm running a little late because my rental car is late getting here.” It was Fourth of July weekend so she knew the rental company was busy with a lot of other orders.
    “Don’t worry I’ll drive.” Micah dangled his keys playfully in her face. Minka turned her lights off, cranked her AC up and grabbed her pocketbook.
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     
     
    Minka was in the kitchen, with her grandmother, while Micah helped her grandfather fire up the grill. Minka watched Micah through the kitchen window, she thought he was so damn fine and his smile just did something to her. She loved standing next to him. He made her look like a midget because he was 6’5 and she was only 5’1.
    “When you became a chubby chaser ?” Edna teased, which made Minka upset.
    “I'm not a chubby chaser, and please don’t call him that.”
    “Child, you better relax yourself. He seems like a good guy and I know enough to know that you don’t just bring men home, so he must be special.”
    “I don’t know about that yet , but he’s something close to it.”
    “You never lose by loving, you lose by holding back . So, baby, let your walls down and get to know that man. You might fall in love,” Edna encouraged.
    Minka shook her head and grabbed the bowl before heading out to the patio with Micah and Harry. Harry poured Minka a drink and the trio sat on the patio while they looked out at the beach front view.
    “How’s your mother , baby?” Harry inquired.
    “You know Moro cco is never pleasant to be around.” Morocco didn’t keep in touch with her grandparents, she barely sent Christmas cards.
    “That girl always had the attitude of a fat man in the desert . Miserable.”
    “Of course , Gramps.” Minka flashed a smile.
                  The sun was setting and the fireworks were starting soon. Micah and Minka walked along the beach while the BBQ went on. All Minka’s cousins were drooling over Micah and she couldn’t figure out why. Her grandfather wouldn’t let her get near Micah. He kept him at the table with him and all her great uncles talking smack. Minka was able to steal him away and decided to walk along the beach, she wanted to see where his head was.
    “Is there something you’re not telling me?” Minka asked breaking the silence.
    “What you mean?” Micah played dumb.
    He asked her Family not to say anything about who he was and they happily agreed. Edna was shocked that her granddaughter brought Micah to the coo k out and didn’t know who he was. Edna knew her granddaughter was shallow and attracted to money like a fly on shit; something she did get from her mother. Edna and Harry knew he had to be special for Minka to bring Micah around family, though she played down the situation.
    “I mean like my family are all over you, my grandfather wouldn’t let you out his sight and  my cousins had you in a huddle for like a damn hour.”
    “Were you jealous I didn’t spend time with you?” Micah spoke in baby talk. Minka laughed then punched him in the arm. She had been feeling like that and it scared her. Usually she didn’t care what niggas did one way or another.
    “Shut up, you’re crazy ,” She responded.
    They found the perfect place on the beach to watch the fireworks. Micah sat down on a lawn chair and Minka sat on his lap while he rubbed her arms.
    “You cold?” Micah asked when he felt goose bumps

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