“Yeah, I don’t know what has gotten into you, but we don’t need to go to those extremes. This dick belongs to you and only you. Now let’s go. I’m hungry and horny, and you need to take care of both of them.” He locked his hand into mine, pulling me out of the room.
Dinner was incredible, and everyone around the table couldn’t stop raving about the food. Even the kids enjoyed their meal and were already asking to go back to the room to get in the pool. Keynauri held my hand underneath the table as I rested my head on his shoulders. He kissed my forehead, then lifted my head to kiss me. Every time he kissed me, I melted in his embrace. I felt like a young girl whose school crush finally noticed her. It might sound goofy, but it was true. Keynauri was the man I dreamed about, and now he was finally mine forever.
“This is too cute not to capture.” Nova squealed, taking a picture of the two of us. I hardly used my phone since we got here, unless it was to take pictures. It actually felt good to unplug from the world and live in the moment.
“Send it to me,” Keynauri requested.
He opened her message and saved the picture to his phone. When he showed it to me, my heart fluttered. Our happiness radiated from the photo, and it stirred something in my soul.
“We look happy,” I commented.
“I’ve never been happier. I could get used to this shit.” I was shocked when I saw him getting ready to post the photo on his page. It was so out of the norm for him.
“Umm, are you supposed to be posting pictures of other women when you’re supposedly in a relationship with a supermodel?” I asked teasingly. The whole thing still bothered me, but when I saw how Keynauri barely interacted with her, I relaxed. The conversations sounded like a business deal, with no emotional connection on his end. It reminded me of how much of an asshole he could be.
“Naw, I sent Fatima and her a message letting them know I was done with it. I told them they could put out whatever statement they needed to, but I wasn’t about to let the situation with her mess up my household.”
“How did she take the news?”
“She called me a couple of times and sent me a message, cussing me out. She feels like I’m making a selfish decision that affects her as well. I apologized, but I never wanted to do it in the first place. I want people to rock with my music because the music is dope, not because of my relationship status.”
I nodded my head, understanding exactly where he was coming from. I was happy he would be closing that chapter in his life, so I had very little to say about it.
When I read the caption underneath his post, my eyes watered. Keynauri had never liked to express his emotions, so his open expression of his love for me meant so much to me.
“I never pictured you to be the type to make sappy love captions. You must really love me, huh?” I teased, gripping the back of his head to kiss him. His lips were so soft.
“You should already know by now. You’re the only person who can bring out this side of me.”
My heart wanted to burst from how happy I was. After dinner, we went out for ice cream and then came back to the villa. We let the kids play in the game room, then it was bath and bedtime. Keynauri and I made love all night long and into the morning. Eventually, we would have to return to the real world, but for now, I wanted to live in the world we were creating for ourselves.
Iadjusted myself in the bed when I felt a tiny foot pressing into my back. Naiari and I spent the night making love, but when we got up to take a shower, we were met with four pairs of eyes staring from the doorway. All four kids wanted to sleep with us, and I couldn’t bring myself to say no.
We changed the sheets, and everyone climbed into bed and passed out. Keyami and Kiaya were tied for the world’s worst sleepers, as they both did aerobics in their sleep. Kiaya was lying across my legs while her sister had her feet pressed into my back. Noodle lay curled up across the bottom of the bed, making me smile. I glanced over my shoulder and noticed Keyaire cuddling with his momma, and I instantly grew jealous. They were both sleeping soundly while I was being abused.
I chuckled, deciding it was time to get up. The clock on the nightstand read a quarter after nine, which meant it was time to start the day. My phone buzzed, so I removed it from the charger as I slid out of bed. I went to the bathroom to take my morning piss and take care of my hygiene. After a quick shower, I stoodin front of the bathroom mirror and took in my appearance. It might have been conceited, but I was one handsome ass mothafucka.
Naiari wanted me to grow my beard out, and I’d admit, it looked better than I thought it would. I had no issues complying with her request, since this was her second-favorite seat.
My phone started ringing, and my smile dropped when I saw Fatima’s name flash across the screen. She knew I was on vacation, so there was no reason for her to be calling me. I made it clear that anything work-related would need to wait until I returned. Reluctantly, I went ahead and answered, knowing she wouldn’t stop calling until she got a response.
“What’s up, Fatima? I thought I made it clear I was on vacation with my family.” I spoke as soon as the call disconnected.
“Well, excuse me for trying to do my damn job. I wasn’t exactly expecting to see your face plastered across every single blog and tea page across the world!”
My face twisted in irritation as she yelled into the phone. Clearly, she must have forgotten who the fuck I was, but I planned to remind her.
“Aye. I don’t know who you’re used to dealing with, but I’m not them. You ain’t my momma, and even that bitch doesn’t have the right to yell at me. Now, talk to me with some sense and tell me what’s going on.”
“I thought you were going to at least give us the courtesy of making a formal announcement, regardless of you and Golden breaking up. Instead, you have opened Pandora’s box, and I don’t even know how to fix this.” Fatima spoke through gritted teeth.
“Are you talking about the picture I posted of me with my girl?” I figured it would draw some attention, but to be honest, I didn’t give a fuck. Naiari wasn’t a secret, and I wasn’t gonna be sneaking around as if she was.
“You have bigger fish to fry than a soft launch of your new woman. The internet is in a frenzy, and they are calling you and Golden the next Kim K and Ray J!” Fatima shouted.
Her statement confused the hell out of me because she was talking about Golden and not Naiari. I hadn’t seen Golden since the fashion show, and we didn’t spend any real time together, because I turned her down.
“Fatima, you’re not making any sense. What are you talking about?”
