Cherry wanted to say something to question this fashion choice but she didn’t dare since Tash was still in a surly mood finding out about her relationship with Marcus.
Marc us drove and Tash, sitting in the back seat, began grumbling, “Another chance for a wild weekend down the drain.”
Cher ilyn was dressed a bit more conservatively, a simple, yellow cotton dress, sleeveless, but no cleavage and well below the knee, knowing she would be meeting Marcus’ mother. “Will both your parents be there?”
“Just my Mom. My Dad’s passed.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Thanks. He’s been gone awhile now, still you never forget. You don’t talk about your family.”
Cher ilyn shrugged looking out the window. “I’m an only child, I never knew my Dad, Mom raised me on her own. She died when I was in college. I wasn’t close with any relatives, so Tash’s family took me in then.” Cherry smiled back at her friend.
Tash c rossed her arms and nodded, “Damn straight.”
“There’s no cussing allowed at my mom’s house, Miss Jones.”
“Listen Mr. Black,” Tash’s voice got loud, “you’re not my boss right here and now, okay? So you can’t tell me how to talk.”
Cherry exchanged a glance with Marcus. She felt trapped between the two of them and not wanting to show favoritism for either side.
“Mother,” Marcus greeted his mom with a warm smile, a strong hug and a kiss, while Cherry hung back, not wanting to intrude. Tash with her arms crossed and angry look on her face appeared totally uninterested in meeting anyone.
“My baby!” Camille Black grabbed her son’s face smacking him with kisses. Several nieces and nephews rushed over and began hanging on Marcus with obvious love and delight on their faces hollering, “Uncle Marcus! Uncle Marcus!” Once they settled down, he introduced Cherilyn and Tashida to his mom, three sisters, brothers-in-law and nieces and nephews. After the introductions, the children took off playing, the men went back to the grill, and the woman headed to the kitchen to begin bringing out the food.
A tall, good looking man walked up to Tash, “Well, who is this pretty lady?”
“Is he for real?” Tash wouldn’t even look at him.
“Tad, you smooth talker.” Marcus grinned. “This is Tashida, best friend of my girlfriend Cherry. Ladies, this is my cousin Thaddeus.”
Both Cherry and Tash looked at each other. “ Girlfriend?” mouthed Tashida. Cherry shrugged, but smiled to herself and in her own mind she said DTR, he did it, he defined the relationship.
Tad took Tashida’s hand and kissed it, “she puts the she in Tashida.”
“Oh, brother,” Tash said, but Cherilyn could tell she liked him. Marcus and Cherry walked over to the food table. She found herself always naturally gravitating to Marcus, they seemed to be drawn to each together, neither of them wanting to be far apart from the other.
Marc us spoke in a lowered tone, “Is it okay that I introduced you as my girlfriend?”
“Yes, of course.” she poured herself a glass of sweet tea.
Marc us surveyed the table. “We kind of slipped into this relationship and never really had that talk.”
“Well, I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to see anyone else.”
“I don’t either. Hell, I can’t. You tire me out, woman, working me over in the bedroom night and day.” Marcus put both hands on his back feigning pain.
“Marc us! Shhhh!”
Marcus bent over pretending to be an old man using a cane. “This woman has tired me out. Someone give me a Vitamin B shot. I need to be resuscitated.”
“Stop!” Cherry said giggling and hitting his shoulder.
“Is he bothering you?” Marc us’ mother came over to them.
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