past. He waddles like a pregnant woman,” she
laughed.
“ You ’ re wrong for
that.”
“ I ’ m serious. I told him he reminded
me of Fred Sanford the way he walks.” She was laughing so hard, I
joined in.
“ So no swag, huh? ’
“ Uh-uh, don’t get it twisted.
Kaleb has plenty of swag.”
I sucked my teeth. “You mean
money?”
“ Yeah, that too!” She howled and
had me in tears. The older she got, the crazier Janelle
became.
“ So what are you going to do about
Q? Aren’t you supposed to be flying to Vegas at the end of the
month?”
“ Oh shit.” She stopped whatever
fantasy was conjuring in her brain and sounded shocked. “I was so
caught up with meeting Kaleb I forgot all about Q.”
What else was new? Quincy Austin
was the spare Janelle kept in her hip pocket. He used to live in
Columbia and moved to Dallas three years ago. Ever since then
they’d been traveling every other month to see each other. Q was
fine as hell, made decent money, was single and had no kids. The
problem is Janelle thinks he ’s a freaking doormat and
according to her, his dick wasn’t all that.
“ Damn, I forgot all about Q.” She
had the nerve to sound disappointed.
“ I don’t know why you keep
stringing that man along like that.”
“ You know why.
He ’s good to me, looks good on my arm, and we have a
lot of fun together.” The fact that she could laugh at this
situation irritated me on so many levels. Mainly because he was the
type of man I ’ d love to meet.
“ Yes, but you know Q loves you and
wants to spend his life with you.”
“ True. ” He really did want to spend his
life with her. “I ’ m just not willing to settle just
yet,” she replied. “Hey, I ’ m honest with the dude.
He just doesn’t want to hear it. I ’ m not ready for
a committed relationship.”
“ Yeah, but Q
thinks that when you do, he ’s gonna be the
one.”
“ Then
that ’s what he gets for thinking. I’ve
got more important things to worry about. I just need to figure out
how I ’ m going to get away for a weekend
without Kaleb finding out the truth.” It was always about what
Janelle wanted, when she wanted it. To her it was that
simple.
I blew out a breath. “Why can’t
you just be honest? After all, this is something you had planned
long before this dude came into the picture.”
There was silence for a moment.
“Yeah, you ’ re right.
There ’s no point in starting off a
relationship with a lie. I just liked him so much I don’t wanna
ruin a chance at being happy with a man who ’s everything I want in a man.”
She meant money. I gave a rude
snort. “ I
guess. ”
“ Anyway… have you set up your
personal ad yet?” she asked, totally ignoring my
response.
“ Yes, and I’ve
received several flirts but nobody I ’ m interested
in.”
“ That ’s because you ’ re too damn picky! ”
She thinks she knows me.
“I ’ m not picky. I ’ m
just getting too old for all the games. I want something
meaningful.”
“ Like your relationship with
Rock,” she said and then had the nerve to laugh.
Leave it to her to go there.
Janelle hated the idea of me settling down, and having a family.
She wanted me single, partying, and dating a new man every week
like her. Part of me thinks she ’s afraid some
man would become more important in my life than her. What she
doesn’t understand is she was the closest thing I have to a
sister.
“ Girl,
I ’ m not playing second to nobody. I
am a helluva woman and I make sure everyone knows it. You need to
do the same. Trust me Ree. Respect is earned and you have to make a
man respect you or he’ll think he can do whatever he wants to you.
And then after a while, you’ll stop even respecting
yourself.”
Janelle was independent and
impatient. Love and family weren’t her top priority so she would
never really understand. “I ’ m not rushing into
anything. Just taking it slow. In fact we ’ re going to
St. Louis tomorrow for the