“Ohhh, Londyn.” Yanna sang. Her and Troi giving each other knowing glances. It was no secret that Kalil was in love with a girl named Londyn; they’d just never had the pleasure of meeting her. They could both see why Kalil was so smitten with her.
“Ohhh Londyn, what?” The man with the gorgeous green eyes, who’d been introduced as Jules, questioned. His gaze immediately landed on Kalil, who tossed him a playful smirk.
“Long time no see, Londyn.”
“Yea, you testing me, nigga.” Jules mentioned to Kalil with a warning tone. It was no secret to Jules that Kalil had a crush on his wife. It was no secret to Kalil that Jules wanted to do him harm, but was basically forbidden from doing so by both Londyn and Logan.
“Yea, and that’s my cue to head to the bar, y’all coming?” Maya questioned, grabbing her clutch and heading toward the bar.
“Hell yea,” the other ladies answered in a chorus, making their way to the bar.
Yanna wasted no time ordering them all a round of shots. Her eyes roamed over Maya, Shae and Londyn, and she couldn’t help but admire their collective beauty. “Damn, y’all so pretty. Looking like a girl group and shit,” She complimented. “Londyn, you giving all kinds of body in that outfit.”
Londyn was wearing a pair of white linen shorts that were very fitted and short enough to tease a glimpse of her ass cheeks. The matching bra top showed off her stomach, that even after two kids, was still tight and blemish free. The long sleeve tunic was see through but was knee length and added class to the ensemble. Her block heeled sandals added inches to her 5’7’’ frame.
“Girl, please, that’s y’all. Troi, we could all tell you had ass in that video, but it’s nothing like seeing it in 3D.”
Troi playfully stuck out her tongue and bent over, flipping her braids over her shoulder as she shook her ass. The girls hyped her up, garnering the attention of the men.
“Baby!” Onyx called from across the room.
Troi popped into an upright position before turning to Onyx. “Yes, Nyx?” She asked innocently.
“Cut that shit out,” he demanded causing the women to laugh.
“I see you got yourself an overprotective one too,” Londyn mentioned.
“Girl overprotective ain’t even the word.”
“Yea, it’s more like obsessed. Before long, he gone have her somewhere in a chair sitting on his lap,” Yanna decided to throw in.
“That sounds just like my husband, only a matter of time before he’s requesting my presence.”
“Londyn, look at him staring a hole through Kalil, and Kalil’s ass just loves to antagonize him.” She stated, noticing that Kalil was still sporting a taunting smirk on his face.
“Wait, what’s the story there? Kalil always talked about a girl named Londyn that he was practically obsessed with.”
“Yea, but he said she had a psycho husband or something like that,” Yanna added.
“Kalil is a trip, my husband is not a psycho… well, a little bit, but his disdain for Kalil is because he knows Kalil has feelings for me and doesn’t try to hide it.”
“So y’all dated before or something?” Troi questioned.
“Not really, Kalil had a crush on Londyn all through college. L, for some reason, didn’t look at Kalil like that. He had that whole pretty boy thing going, and Londyn liked the crazy hood niggas.”
“That is not true, Shae. Me and Kalil were really good friends, and I didn’t want to ruin that. We had our moments, but it was never serious. He helped me in my most desperate times though, so he’ll always have a special place in my heart.”
“Well, it was serious to Kalil, but I’mma leave that alone because I don’t want your husband to overhear us talking. The way he looking at Kalil is making me nervous.” Troi acknowledged.
“Don’t let the pretty boy exterior fool y’all, Kalil ain’t wrapped too tight, and Troi, you know that. That’s neither here nor there though, we’re here for a good night. “Uh, bartender!” Yanna raised her hand, garnering the attention of the man at the bar. “Can we get some shots over here, please?”
“Sure ting, wah yuh wan?” He asked what they wanted.
“Tequila.” Nearly all of them answered together.
A few minutes later, the bartender brought them over a whole tray of tequila shots. The girls picked up their shots, holding up their glasses for a toast. Yanna started it off, and the rest of the ladies joined in.
“Up to it, down to it, fuck those who don’t do it, we do it ‘cause we used to it, drink motherfucker drink!”
