“I mean if yall want me to move in here, just say that.” Spice fanned herself. “I could get used to having a chef.”
“If you living here comes with free babysitting, you can have the guest house.”
“Lo, go get our bags.” Spice clapped her hands as they headed toward the house.
“Bye.” Logic waved her off, taking a seat on a lounge chair next to Tyler, who was trying her hardest to avoid him. Reaching over, Logic rubbed her thigh, causing her to peer over at him. “You straight?” he asked through red, low eyes.
“Uh-huh.” Tyler nodded.
“Come get in the pool with me.”
“No.” She brushed his hand away. “I don’t like you anymore.”
“So you liked me before?” Logic cocked his head to the side.
“It doesn’t matter because I don’t like you now.”
“Here you go girly.” Taylor handed Tyler another drink, interrupting their stare down. Before she could accept the cup, Logic reached around her and took it. Czar smirked. That’s definitely some shit he would've done.
“Don’t put your mouth on my cup.” Tyler reached for the drink. “I don’t know where your mouth been. You’ve been known to kiss girls with white tongues.”
“Eww,” Marely gagged. “Not you out here making out with thrash mouth hoes.”
“That’s the same thing I said!” Tyler giggled.
“Don’t encourage her,” Logic said with a frown.
“I’m just saying.” Marley held her hands up in defense.
“Sooooo, how did yall meet?” Taylor asked, lying against Rahlo’s chest. “I love a goodhe swept me off my feetstory.”
“Oh hell nah, I’d rather play a game or something,” Czar scowled. “Bring out them big ass lawn games.”
“Hush, I wanna hear it too,” Marley cooed, snuggling up to her husband.
“Make the shit short,” he snorted, making Tyler snicker. She heard he was a piece of work and seeing it firsthand, tickled her.
“Uh, well, it’s short and simple, he’s a stalker.” Tyler shrugged. “He bumped into me, stole my phone, beat up my ex, kidnapped me, and held me hostage.”
“The fuck.” Logic laughed out loud. “Stop lying to these people.”
“You kidnapped her?!” Taylor sat up, ready to swing. “Wait, is she here against her will?”
“It’s not like she’s making it seem. I saved her.” He reached up to stroke her cheek.
“Stop,” Tyler hissed, hating that her body responded to his touch.
“Oop.” Marley covered her mouth. “And the plot thickens.”
“But you’re here.” Taylor arched her eyebrow. “He must’ve done something right.”
“He’s persistent.”
“Ok, I gotta ask.” Taylor clapped her hands together. “One last question.”
“Leave this girl alone.” Rahlo popped his wife on the ass.
“I am,” she giggled. “After I ask this question.”
