Sapphire said as she put her carry-on bag in the overhead compartment and sat next to Justice. “And you got me in the back of the plane. You are wrong for that.”Justice looked up from the Nook she had just purchased. She was reading Shiesty 3 by T.N. Baker. “Girl, stop complainin’. I had to kidnap yo’ ass to take you to Greensboro just so you could get outta town for a little while.” Justice pushed her hair back and took a deep breath. “You wasn’t complainin’ when we was at Four Seasons Mall spending up Carlos’s money or when we went to the Maxwell and Jill Scott concert.”Sapphire smiled as she looked down at her Red Bottom boots, courtesy of the two stacks Carlos had laced her with earlier. If one didn’t know any better they would have thought that Sapphire was Carlos’s bitch. Sapphire looked at the black business-style blouse and slacks Justice had on, courtesy of the trip as well.“So you really are startin’ to feel Carlos again?” Sapphire asked.Before Justice could answer, the flight attendants were doing a song and dance on how to put on the seat belt and how to conduct oneself in the event of an emergency.
