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“Oh, that’s what we doin’, huh?!” Hurricane said, and then he laughed. He was jealous because he had been checking for me.

Mula pushed me back gently with a confused look on his face, but he shot me a sly grin.

“What you doin’, birthday girl?”

“Getting my birthday kiss and dance. Solace dared me, so play along so I don’t look crazy.” I winked at him, and he shrugged nonchalantly at me. I took that as my okay to make my next move.

I threw my braids over my shoulder and started twerking my ass on him toGame Timeby AZ Chike. It was a ghetto ass, upbeat, LA song that I could pop my ass to.

“Oh, her ass move, foreal! How she gon throw it on you and not me!” Hurricane boasted, but Mula didn’t say a word. His strong hand was gripping my inner thigh. Hurricane was the only friend of my brother who tried his hand with me behind Coast’s back. I’d give him a lil play, but something about Mula enticed me.

Right when I got in my groove, I felt my arm being yanked damn near out the socket.

“Da fuck you doin’, Yumila? You know better!” Coast roared, causing everyone to place their eyes on us. Coast glared at Mula. “You tryna fuck on my lil’ sis?”

“You trippin, bro. You know I ain’t tryna fuck her,” he replied nonchalantly as he matched Coast’s stare.

“Coast, you gotta stop! I’m twenty-five now. You let me work with the nigga but not fuck with him? You sound crazy!”

“Shut up!” He pushed me out of the way and placed his attention on his crew standing around. “My sister is off limits.That goes for all y'all niggas. It’s enough hoes in Sable Cove. Stop tryna turn my sister into one. I don’t give a fuck if she was eighty or I was dead.”

Mula chuckled and relit his blunt. “So, you mad now? You grouchy ass nigga.”

“You know I ain’t. Y’all my niggas, and I’m sensitive about my lil’ one. She is my heart, and y'all know that. One of you niggas break my heart, I’ma break y'all. Now let’s get a drink and bring the vibe back. Yumila, your uncle is on the way with the wood. Now, go be with your friends.” He shooed me off, lit his spliff, and walked to the bar he had set up on the beach under the canopy.

When I walked over to Solace and Kehlani, they started laughing.

“I should fuck y'all bitches up!” I turned up my nose.

They continued to laugh.

“Well, was it worth it?” Solace teased.

I couldn’t help but laugh with them. “Hell yeah, not gon lie. His lips were soft, and his dick was big.”

“I bet. Now let’s get back to your party.”

My party went back to normal, and my bonfire started. We ate barbecue around the fire, and my mother came with my massive rainbow birthday cake.

After the cake and food were gone, we packed up to leave. I was headed to Club Velvet South for my second party to launch the new bikini line that I had been working on. I was so happy about all my accomplishments because I thought I wouldn’t see the day. I was taking the money I made with my brother and putting it into legit shit.

As I was getting dressed, I checked my text and was surprised to see Mula texting my phone. He only texted me for business. I smirked when I saw his text.

Mula: So, you wanna fuck me? Why?

Me: Oh, you caught that when I cussed out yo’ stupid right-hand man?

Mula: Yeah, I did… I ain’t these other niggas tho’, Yummi. I’m loyal to niggas that are loyal to me. So what Coast put out there about you, I gotta honor it. We can’t fuck, lil mama, and I don’t look at you like that. We friends, tho’, and you a lil cutie.

I was disappointed he turned me down, but I respected what he stood for when it came to his bond with my brother.

Me: Okay, Mula. I’ll see you at the club then.

I put my phone down and finished getting dressed. No sooner than I sat it down, I got a phone call. It was Hurricane. I smirked a little because he had been calling me for weeks, trying to get with me. I was going to entertain him, especially since Mula dissed me. These niggas might’ve been scared of my brother, but deep down, I wasn’t.

“What’s up? I’m trying to get dressed so I can get to the club early. You better be calling to say you’re coming out to support.” I rolled my eyes like he could see me.

“Nah, I’m calling to say I’m at your door, so open it.”