Natural Born Liar: The Misadventures of Mink LaRue by Noire Page B

should be able to find your way from there.”
    “Um, no,” I said with a bold smile. I had on a pale yellow mermaid skirt, a sheer white belly tee, and a curly mint-green wig with pale yellow streaks. Bunni was wearing a pair of gold coochie-cutter shorts and a matching halter. I switched my ass and baby-stepped toward him like my ankles was tied together in my mint-green shoes, as Bunni posted up and struck a perfect pussy-print pose. “Nah, I think we’re in the right place, boo. This is the Dominion Estate, isn’t it?”
    Dude hesitated like, wtf . He stared at me and then at Bunni, and then back to me. He was young and wit’ it and I busted his groove. He was a high-priced security guard and he mighta been all strapped up in his monkey suit, but he wasn’t immune to all that New York sex appeal that me and Bunni were throwing down on him.
    “My name is Mink LaRue. Mrs. Dominion is expecting me.”
    Ol’ boy left our bags sitting in the driveway and we followed him to the front door of the mansion. We stepped into a huge foyer that was cool and smelled like flowers, and I wanted to slap the shit outta Bunni when outta nowhere she started stomping her feet and squealing like a damn idiot.
    “This shit is nice as hell !” Bunni was loud as a mutha as she hugged all on my neck and started jumping up and down. “We ’bout to get it yo! We ’bout to get it!”
    “Wait right here,” the security dude told us. He gave Bunni a hungry look, and as soon as he walked away a skinny white dude rushed over and tried to show our asses right back to the door.
    “Good afternoon, ladies,” he said, gripping our elbows and turning us around at the same time. “I apologize, but Mrs. Dominion isn’t available right now. As you can see we’re preparing for a family event. She asks that you come back on Monday, after you’ve taken care of all the necessary business you were instructed to attend to.”
    I put on my brakes and smiled dead in his face. He was talking about me hitting the lab to take that DNA test, but he wasn’t getting my ass back out that door!
    “Oh, there’s a family event taking place?” I said, leaning into him and swinging him and Bunni both around in a wide U-turn. “Well I’m family!”
    He smiled stiffly. “That’s wonderful, Miss ... er ...”
    “LaRue. Mink LaRue. I’m so sorry.” I pressed my hand to my chest in a real dainty move. “I must have misunderstood my instructions.” I smiled again and blinked innocently, turning on the charm. “We arrived in Dallas this morning and went directly to the address Mrs. Dominion gave me. For some reason the lab was closed, so we decided to come here instead.”
    “It’s a holiday weekend,” the assistant explained. “Most businesses were closed yesterday and today. But they’ll reopen on Monday, and you should head back to the lab again at that time.”
    “Oh for real, I will,” I agreed as I stood my ground. “But see, I’m only gonna be down here for one day. I don’t have a problem going back to the lab on Monday, but like you said, it’s a holiday weekend, and there’s no way we can get a room around here today. Every joint within a hundred miles is already sold out.”
    “I’m sorry, ma’am. I really don’t know what to tell you. Perhaps you could call around and try to find some last-minute accommodations, or you might want to return home and come back next week, but you really can’t—”
    “Thank you, Albert,” a feminine but firm voice interrupted him. A tall, slim lady walked into the parlor wearing a rose-colored skirt and a sleeveless silk shift. I recognized the outfit as Chanel and the woman wearing it as Selah Dominion. My stomach quivered in awe. It was like Michelle Obama had stepped up in the joint, or maybe even Patti LaBelle. I figured Bunni’s ass was finally struck speechless too because I didn’t hear so much as a squeak outta her.
    “Hello.” The woman extended her hand. “I’m Selah