“That’s because I’m pretty sure my father bought it. He’s not into art, but I’m trying to change that, so I picked the piece out for him.”
“Your… your f-father?”
“Yea, he’s around here somewhere… the family was all here for me and my husband’s vow renewal. Let me see if I can find him, maybe he’ll be willing to give up the other piece to your set.”
“No! I mean, uh, silly me… I just remembered I left the oven on back at the house. Girls, we have to go, NOW!”
“Oh no, well it was nice meeting you all.”
“You too, enjoy the rest of your trip!” Layla replied before practically shoving Troi and Yanna away.
She had to find her boys and get the hell out of dodge asap. She needed a minute to herself to sit down and figure out her next step. Today had been confirmation that things in her life were about to change drastically. Not knowing if it would be for the better or worse was the part that nearly scared her to tears.
After their abrupt departure from the market, the group returned to the villa to relax and regroup. Layla had disappeared somewhere in the villa by herself, while everyone else had ventured out to the pool. Kalil was still feeling the effects of his hangover and was laid atop an inflatable, aimlessly floating around the pool. Quan was also in the pool, resting against the sides while he scrolled through his phone. Troi and Onyx occupied an outdoor daybed; her head rested against his shoulder as he fed her Bajan cherries and mangos. Each time she bit into a piece of the tropical fruit, he caught the juices with his tongue, leading to sensual kisses. Meanwhile, Yanna and Kas took residence on another lounger. Kian was with them, using Yanna’s neck as an anchor to do some sort of swing move he’d seen Miles Morales do.
“Ow, boy, what the hell?” Yanna fussed as Kian locked his arms around her neck and ran up her chest like he was scaling a building.
“Come on, Ki, chill out, man. Look what you doing to yo auntie.” Kas fussed, noticing the red mark he’d left on Yanna’s chest. “You can’t be all rough with the ladies like that, you tripping. Fine shit like this, you gotta be nice and gentle with, you gotta appreciate it, not abuse it.” He schooled, placing kisses on the bruised area of Yanna’s chest.
“Ewww!” Kian scrunched his face, finding the act of his uncle kissing on his auntie Yanna to be nasty.
“Aye, don’t be doing all that shit in front of my son.”
“Oh, now you got eyes, Nyx. Like you ain’t just see Boosie Bad ass using me as a human tree.”
“I didn’t see a damn thing, I’m on break. Ki, you playing nice with yo auntie?” Unable to convey his answer verbally, Kian nodded his head. “He said he was being good, Yanna, don’t be lying on my son.”
“Really, Ki? You want me to show your daddy what you did to my chest?” In response to her question, Kian leaned forward and kissed her bruise the same way he’d seen his uncle do. “Aww, see you too much like your uncle already.”
“Aye, back up off my girl, phew.” Kas playfully grabbed Kian up to get him away from Yanna.
“Ugh!” Kalil grumbled, slowly rising from his inflatable. “Y’all annoying as hell, I gotta get out of here. Somebody gave me a flyer for a Cropover party tonight at some bar by the beach. We should go because I’m tired of watching y’all caking and molesting each other.”
“I ain’t really trying to go nowhere. I got a couple things I need to tell Yanna.”
“Kas, nooo. I want to get dressed up, go out and shake my ass. Nyx.” Yanna added, looking to Onyx for backup.
“Nyx ass… I got some shit I need to tell Baby too.”
“Nah, nigga, you don’t need to tell her ass shit the rest of this trip, fucking nymphos. I’m with Kalil, we should go out. Shit, that’s what we came for, ain’t it?”
“They’re right, Onyx, we didn’t come all the way out here to sit up in this villa, as nice as it is. We should go out.”
“Okay, baby.” Onyx conceded quickly. He would’ve argued everyone else down, but he’d do anything for Troi.
“Gotdamn, tender ass nigga,okay baby.” Quan mocked, to which Onyx tossed him a middle finger.
“So we going?” Yanna questioned, looking around to get everyone’s confirmation, clapping her hands once she did. “Alright, bet, I’mma go talk to Mumma Lay about watching Kian since I’m her favorite. We should all just start getting ready now because it’s gone take me and Troi a while, and y’all already know it’s gone take Kalil pretty boy ass forever.”
“Fuck you, bald head scallywag. It ain’t gone take me no longer than it take yo nigga so if I’m pretty, then so is he.”
“Shit, nigga I wake up looking like this and watch yo muh’fuckin mouth. My boo ain’t bald… well, she is, but it’s by choice.”
“Exactly.” Yanna approved, pecking Kas’ lips before she stood up, which made him light up.
“You and yo brother tender as fuck.” Quan stated with a shake of his head.
Yanna giggled, venturing away from the group in search of Layla. The villa was abnormally large, and it took Yanna a while, but she finally located Layla on the side of the main house, seated in a chair with a nervous look on her face and her phone planted to her ear.
