Chapter Twenty-One
Xy
“Nigga, do you realize that you didn’t even getengaged?” Jah asked as we sat poolside in our villa in Mykonos.
Laughing, I shrugged and blew a cloud of smoke out of my lips. “Me and Drek been engaged since we were thirteen. The fuck I need to do an official engagement for?”
“That’s not how engagements work,” Makenna shook her head, swinging her feet in the infinity pool.
“That’s not how it worked foryou,” I corrected her, inhaling the exotic weed and blowing it out. “That’s normal relationship shit. Nothing about our relationship is normal.”
She scoffed, her head still moving side to side. “You can say that again. I’ll still beat you the fuck up, Xy, I just wanna make it known.”
“Whatever,Ken,” I laughed when her head whipped in my direction so fast, I thought she broke it.
“It’s still Makenna to you.”
“Unh unh,” I pointed towards Drek as she stepped out of the sliding doors. “We family now, so it’s just Ken.”
Makenna sucked her teeth, and I’m sure she probably rolled her lil eyes behind her dark shades as well. I wasn’t thinkingabout her ass thought. I stood up when I noticed the unreadable expression on my wife’s face. Passing the blunt to Jah, I immediately made my way over to her.
“What’s wrong, Angel?” I raised her sunglasses and saw how red her eyes were. “Why you been crying?”
“I’ve beenvomiting,”she croaked out. “This fuckin’ baby won’t let me eat shit.”
I frowned and dropped to my knees, kissing her belly first. “Little angel, why you in there torturing your mommy? Hm?” I chastised our daughter, giving Drek’s flat stomach another peck. “Be nice to her. You have to live in there for another seven months.”
Drek glared at me with annoyance written all over her face. “It can’t even hear you.”
“She, and yesshecan. She’s my baby, which means she has hearing like her daddy. You know I can hear a muthafucka sneeze on Mars,” I wrapped arms around her legs, groping her ass while repeatedly kissing her belly. “Are you feeling lightheaded or dizzy?”
“No. I’m just feeling like I want to lay down and take a nap.”
“Then let’s go do that,” I stood back up.
“No, it’s okay. You can stay out here with Jah and Ken and keep bonding,” she smirked, knowing damn well she couldn’t call what Ken and I were doingbonding.
I waved my hand in their direction. “Fuck them.Youmy wife, and if my wife wants to take a nap, then that’s what we gon’ do,” I took her hand into mine. “C’mon.”
We had been officially married for five days, and I used the wordwifeas much as I possibly could. It sounded so damn smooth coming out of my mouth, and every time I said it, my heart fluttered in a different rhythm than normal. Being Drek’s husband was an honor that I’d never disrespect. The blogs had been going crazy about our ‘secret’ wedding, and we both hadpurposely been not posting on social media since our wedding day.
The last thing I wanted was our honeymoon being ruined by a bunch of bitches snapping photos for money. I didn’t even allow our wedding photographer to come with us. Any pictures we had in Mykonos were ours and ours alone, and I really loved that we could at least have this moment together. Well, outside of Jah and Ken, but I wanted them there so that Ken and I could at least attempt to become cordial. So far, so good. We had being cordial down pact, but there was still that unspoken something between us that I hadn’t cracked just yet.
“Get comfortable, Angel,” I instructed her when we were back in our suite.
She chuckled as she climbed into the bed. “Bae, you reallydon’thave to stay in here with me.”
“Bulllllshit,” I removed my swim trunks, leaving me fully nude. “I gotta make sure you and my baby are good at all times,” I cuddled up behind her, my dick instantly starting to come to life. “I don’t care if we sleep for the rest of our honeymoon. If that’s what you wanna do, then that’s what we gon’ do, baby.”
Drek giggled and shook her head. “No. We’re not gonna waste our time here in Greece.”
“It’s never a waste when I’m spending time with you,” I kissed the back of her neck a few times.
“Xy?” she softly called my name.
“Yeah, Angel?”
“You just made me wet as fuck,” her face turned slightly in my direction. “Come play in your waterpark.”
