Sequel to My Lady
Kimora Perez has always lived between two worlds: the privileged life she's built at NYU and the gritty streets of the Bronx she returns to every summer. But when she crosses paths with Darius, a skilled basketball player with a tr...
"I don't see why you can't just buy them both" Ari said to Giselle as the two argued over which heels they wanted to buy.
"I know I won't wear these as much." Giselle said, holding them up. She glanced down at a pair of heels in her hand, then looked up at Kennedy and Kimora.
"Which ones?"
"No shade auntie but you can't even walk in heels the right way, do us both a favor and put them down." Kennedy said making Kimora laugh lowly.
"And you're lucky I love you and you're with my son otherwise I would've dropped you right back home." Giselle said putting the heels back on the display.
Ari chuckled, shaking her head as she watched Giselle dramatically place the heels back on the display. "What's wrong with you two?" She asked eyeing her daughters.
"I'm tired." Kimora said.
"And I'm hungry." Kennedy added.
"Ok we'll be done in a minute, we can get some food and then head home after." Ari said receiving a nod from the both of them.
"I'm complaining now but I'm actually going to miss her forcing us to go shopping with her when I move out." Kennedy said, leaning on Kimora.
"Girl move out? You not going anywhere any time soon so don't miss it too much."
"Says the girl who love sleeping over at people house now." Kennedy smirked, seeing Kimora look away from her with quickness. "Yeah I was waiting on you to tell me all about it."
"It's nothing to tell."
"You forgetting we sisters right? Grew up together and all that, I know when you're lying."
"I'm not though. Nobody ever told you that you're nosey?"
"And is. No shame in it." She laughed. "The only reason I can think of you not coming home that night as that he laid that pipe on you..."
"Kennedy?" Kimora eyes widened a bit. "Nothing happened with me and Darius. Like I don't know what you want to hear."
"Who's Darius?" Giselle's voice was heard, making the both of them snap their necks. Kimora looked away from her aunt's glare, staring down at her shoes, trying her best to avoid eye contact. Ari, sensing the tension in the air, stepped forward, her expression soft but curious. "Who's Darius, Kimora?" she asked, her tone more gentle than Giselle's, but with an underlying hint of interest.
"Ma you should've came to the tournament. Darius wants her bad but she just scary." Kennedy said smiling.
"I'm not scary, I just don't like him." She mumbled.
