I literally had to drag my ass out of the bed, and when I did, I took my phone with me. I had missed calls from Ari, Demi, and a couple from my cousins as well. My mom sent me messages back-to-back, asking me what I was doing, telling me that she missed me, and wanting to know what time I was going to be back home tomorrow. I think I had stressed my mom the hell out with this Mexico trip. She wasn’t used to me being outside of Miami. On top of that, she didn’t know Dolo, so in her eyes, she felt like I was out of the country with a stranger.
To ease her mind, I stood at the sink, calling her back. I placed the call on speaker, and while I waited for her to answer, I grabbed one of my brushes from the drawer, so that I could brush my hair up into a ponytail. I was getting ready to brush my teeth and wash my face. Once I was finished, the plan was to to take a quick shower.
My mom answered the phone on the third ring.
“Bean, I been calling you. What’s up?” she asked me.
“I know. I was sleeping. Why you acting like your world is so upside down because I’m not home?” I asked her in a joking kind of way, but I was dead ass serious.
When I found out that I was going to Mexico, my mom didn’t believe me. Everyone knew how I felt about planes, and that I was way too scary to ever get on one, so when I told her, she thought that I was just pulling her card and trying to get a reaction out of her. She didn’t believe me until I showed her my passport. I didn’t have a boarding pass or anything to show her at the time because we all flew here private. My first flight was on a private jet with Dolo, and most of the MBM crew. I was scared out of my mind for at least the first fifteen minutes, but once we were up, I was able to relax, pull out a book, and I read the entire flight.
“Because my world is upside down, Riot. Your all the way in Mexico and that shit freaks me out. I only know a little bit about him from the things that Ari told me. Major told me that he knows a little bit about him too. What’s the deal with you, and Dolo? Is that your boyfriend?” she asked, all over the place with the things that she was saying.
At the same time, Dolo was walking in the bathroom, and because I had the call on speaker, he was able to hear what my mom just asked me. He was walking in his briefs, and my eyes dropped down to his dick that was resting on the side of his thigh. There was a look on his face, as if he was eager to hear how I was going to answer my mom’s questions. I’d just got my hair up into a ponytail, and I was still wearing the resort’s robe, that wasn’t tied at the front, so you could see my small breast, flat stomach, and pussy. This man didn’t give a damn because once he took his eyes off me, he stared at my exposed body through the mirror.
“What did Ari tell you about him? Say the kind of stuff that you can say over the phone,” I had to throw that in because I was one of those people that truly believed that the government was tracking all of our phone calls, so I didn’t need her running it down to me, telling me that Dolo was in the streets, moving weight.
“Okay, well I’ll say the other stuff to you when you get back home. I just know that he’s a little older than you. I think Ari told me that he was twenty- five or something like that. She said he’s handsome, and well known in Miami. I know he doesn’t have any kids. That’s probably the only shit that I can say over the phone Riot,” she said it in a way as if she was annoyed with me, and her tone made me laugh. This lady was going to stress herself out worrying about what I had going on.
“I’ll talk to you about him when I get home then,” I said, ready to cut the conversation short because I didn’t know what her ass was going to say while Dolo was in the bathroom with me.
“Okay. You still never answered my question though. Is that your boyfriend?” she continued to pry.
“Ma, please! I’m about to hang the phone up on you,” I dragged, and she chuckled because she had to have known that she was getting on my damn nerves.
Dolo came up behind me, pulled my robe up from the back, only so that he could place his hands inside of it, and wrap his arms around my waist. I jumped at his touch, but then I relaxed, as he leaned his head into the crook of my neck, and we had a moment where we just stared at each other in the mirror. We were both very attractive people, so when we stood together, it’s as if the attraction was doubled.
You could look at us and see the sex on us. The evidence was there. I was dripping in evidence. Passion marks all over mybody, that were giving it away loud and clear that I had been fuckin.
“How you doing Ms. St James? I’m Dolo,” his ass said, and I wanted to melt into the damn floor when he introduced himself.
I didn’t expect him to say anything. I thought that he would keep quiet. I knew Dolo’s mouth didn’t have a filter. He would tell my mama all the things that she wanted to know, plus more.
“I’m doing well, Dolo. You don’t have to call me Ms. St James. You can call me Keyshawn. It’ll be like pulling teeth trying to get Riot to tell me, so I’ll ask you. What is it that you’re doing with my daughter?” she asked him, and I picked my hand up, putting it on my forehead, stressed the hell out because I didn’t know what else she was going to ask.
Dolo kissed me on my neck, and I peeked up at him, seeing the smile on his face. You could tell that he wasn’t fazed by the question that my mom just asked him, compared to how I was feeling about it.
“Me and Riot have strong feelings for each other. We kind of salified what we got going on out here in Mexico. Your daughter in good hands with me. I got her. I’m not opposed to sitting down and having a conversation with you though. I’m not a perfect man, but I’m also not hiding or ashamed of anything that I do. We’ll be back tomorrow evening. We can meet next weekend if you have the time, so that way I can lay it all out on the table for you. How does that sound?” he asked, and I wanted to kill his ass for saying that.
He obviously didn’t know my mom or else, he wouldn’t have agreed to the meeting. Her ass was going to drill him. Knowing her, she was going to have my aunties come over too, so that they could drill him as well.
“Okay. Yeah let’s do something next Saturday. Around 5. Riot will give you the address. It’ll be me, her grandparents, and all her aunties, so come prepared to answer a bunch of questions.We don’t hold back. Riot will tell you,” I heard her say, and I was groaning in annoyance, listening to her, while Dolo continued to stand behind me with that smile on his face, not giving a damn about the things that my mom was saying to him.
“That’s cool. I don’t run from smoke. I look forward to meeting you, her grandparents, and all her aunties,” Dolo let her know.
After that, they wrapped it up and said their goodbyes. Dolo reached his hands up, grabbing both my breast, holding them gently in his hands, while he looked at us through the mirror.
“Why you acting like that? I don’t have an issue with meeting your people. You gotta meet mine too,” he said, and I just rolled my eyes.
“You know how secretive I am. I don’t want everybody to know,” I was honest.
“Riot, look where the fuck we from. The second we get back to Miami, and motha fuckas constantly see me with you, they going to know that we go together. We ain’t gotta put what we do behind closed doors out on the front street for everybody to see, but they going to know that we together. That’s how a relationship works. What? You think Ima get around your mama, and your aunties, and tell them how we be fuckin? I ain’t going to expose you like that. Your secrets safe with me,” he said, and I sighed as if I didn’t believe him.
“You going to tell your home boys though. Your so close with them. Your close with your brother too, so I know you’re going to tell him,” I let him know, and the fact that he laughed proved that I was right, and he was going to tell them what we did.
“I won’t even have to say anything, baby. They going to know. Certain shit is just obvious. I can take one look at you, and tell you been fuckin. That shit is in your eyes,” he went on, and I pushed him back with my elbow, trying to get him to move, but he didn’t budge.
I really didn’t know if Dolo was in love with me, but little things that he does, makes me feel as if he is. Even right now, he knew that I needed to hurry up at the sink, so that I could hop in the shower, and prepare for the massage that he’d booked for me, yet he couldn’t seem to let me go. His hands kept rubbing all up and down my naked body, as he placed kisses on my neck, cheeks, and he even put his hand around my throat, so that he could turn my head around, and he started tonguing me down.
