Page 52 of Sing Your Secrets

“Am I supposed to be offended by that?” He raises one brow. “Weezy can do no wrong, feel me?”

Good grief.“Anyway, her name is Reese Reyes.”

“Reyes. See? Sounds like flavor. She cute?”

I roll my eyes. “She’s a quarter Puerto Rican, but she’s blonde and tan, and fuck man…” A smile I can’t control takes over my face. “She’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

“Besides me, of course.”

My expression flattens as I blink at him. “Sure, Sedi. Besides you.”

“Well, you better lock her up, because with a description like that, now I’m interested.”

“I would go to prison for murdering you.”

He laughs as he crumples up the last wrapper and makes a final shot into the garbage can. Three for three. “I’m playin’. But yeah, I got instrumentals. You can serenade your heart out. Anything in particular you lookin’ for?”

“Usher.”