Page 21 of Rayzor: Tell Me It’s Mine II

Suki rolled her eyes.

Here this nigga go.

“What y’all got going on?” I asked City.

He looked out toward the backyard.

“Shit. Don’t ask me, ask Leek.”

City wasn’t a stranger to Maleek. He’d known my brother his whole damn life and treated him like family.

Just as I went to get up to go see about it, Eris pushed me back. “Whatever it is, wait until later. He’s enjoying his time right now.”

Eris went back to help Suki in the kitchen to clean. I got up to check on the kids. The women were having small chatter about whatever the hell they were talking about. City was eating, and laughter was in the backyard. The TV was still playing.

Maleek was doing TikToks with Erin. Levi was running around the bounce house.

“Shots,” Eris said, coming from the kitchen with a bottle and four shot glasses.

“Hell yeah. It’s about time the fun started after you had me slaving over that thick ass head of hair of yours,” Suki interjected.

“And I’ll forever love you because can’t nobody do hair like Suki the Beast,” Eris joked.

“Damn right. Bitches try but could never.”

“I mean, you aiight, but you ain’t cold,” City chimed in.

“Nah, the bitch that did them soft bottom ass locs you got ain’t cold. I’m freezing, nigga. Play witcha mammy, not me,” Suki retorted.

I already knew where this was going.

“Aiight, don’t start that shit,” I warned them.

“Ain’t shit soft ‘bout me.”

His words seemed to shift something in Suki as her ass got quiet and shut the fuck up.

Eris tilted her head in thought but didn’t say anything.

I chuckled.

City and Suki were acting like they didn’t belong in the same room once the shots started flowing. He kept looking at her; she’d play on her phone, then she’d do the same thing to him.

“Is it me, but they’re acting weird?” Eris whispered.

“Hell yeah, but you know I’m not saying shit.”

“What y’all talking about?” Suki asked.

“Get out of couples’ shit.”

“First off, I wasn’t even talking to your tree-built ass.”

“But I’m talkin’ to yo’ nosey ass.”

“Let me light this next shot on fire and give it to you. Take it hot, bitch. Let it burn your fuckin’ throat closed.”

Their exchange had Eris in stitches. All I could do was shake my head because they were at each other’s jugulars. If it was mothafuckas that could go at it, I’d always put money on City, but he met his match with Suki. Usually, he wasn’t with that shit, but he wasn’t afraid either. It’s something about Suki that got that nigga going.