“So …” Imani said, sitting up on the couch with her cheeks flushed and her bra straps hanging off her shoulders. She pulled them up and grabbed a beer from the table, opening it up. “What does this mean for … us?”
Surprisingly, João’s big mouth stayed quiet. He and Kai looked over at me curiously. Earlier, when they had asked me that question, I hadn’t answered it. Honestly, I didn’t know what to say or how to say it.
I loved Imani so much, but I … I knew the way she felt about João and Kai too.
“What the f**k do you mean?” João said, sitting on the other couch and rolling a blunt.
After narrowing her eyes at him, she scrunched her nose. “You know what I mean.”
Imani might not have felt this way in the beginning, but she now looked at them the way she looked at me too. There was somet
