“Yes, old wise one,” I joked, and Cicely narrowed her eyes at me.
“Wise and still sexy at my age,” Cicely remarked and stuck her tongue out at me.
“Cicely, the last thing I want to hear is you talking about being sexy.” I pretended to gag.
“Girl, ask your momma if I can still pull a man. Even though I don’t want them.”
Fifteen minutes later, Kamden walked into the living room wearing fresh clothes.
“Cicely, why are you talking to her about dating? The only man who should be on her
mind is me,” Kamden said, kissing the side of my forehead. I rolled my eyes and noticed Cicely
smirking at me.
“I’m glad you two found each other,” Cicely said.
Kamden reached over and entwined our palms.
“Ready to head out?” Kamden questioned.
I nodded in answer, waving bye to Cicely. Kamden told me
