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“I almost called you a bitch, but I was raised better than that. You don’t see me over here trying to listen to this man? I said I’m fucking married. I don’t want none of you or your homegirls. Y’all probably came on this trip to fuck on each other. The only person I’m fucking on is my wife, and you better get away before she comes back over here.”

“Too late for that,” I heard.

Mia, who’d been standing off to the side taking a call from her father, popped up next to me.

“Can I help you?” she asked, crossing her arms.

The woman offered a shit eating smile. “N-no. I was just telling your husband how beautiful your dog is.”

I kissed my teeth. “Baby, she asked to swallow my dick from the back and ride me reverse cowgirl.”

The woman gasped. “I never said that!”

“So you didn’t invite me to be entertained by you and your group of freak hos? I dare you to lie. That’s basically what you asked me to do.”

“That sounds like what you asked him to do to me,” Mia said, stepping closer to her.

“And she said you can join,” I added from behind her.

“Oh, she did?”

Mia reached out and twirled her finger in the woman’s hair with a smile on her face. I smoothly moved in front of them to block the interaction. The next thing I knew, she had the lady by the neck, her nail digging into her pressure point. She winced in pain.

“Let me go,” she whimpered.

Her friends tried to walk over, but I lifted my shirt, showing my gun because I never went anywhere without it. They halted their steps.

“I’m gonna let you go, but when you walk away, remember this. I’m not the bitch that’s gonna play with you about my man. You saw us come here together, and I know you see these wedding rings. Please don’t make me ruin the peace and tranquility of my vacation because I had to fuck you up. Walk. Away.”

She released the girl, and she quickly stumbled away to her friends. I chuckled as I turned to my wife and pulled her into my arms.

“Damn, that was sexy,” I said, pecking her lips.

She grabbed me by my throat and gave a subtle squeeze. “Let another bitch touch you and you and I are gonna have a problem, sir.”

“You didn’t see me move her hand?”

“I did.”

“You wanted me to throat punch her or something?”

“Yes.”

I shook my head as she dropped her hand and pecked my lips.

“Crazy ass.”

“Only about you. Tell daddy not to play with me, Bleu.”

She scratched her behind the ears before sliding her arms around my waist as we finally tuned back into the guide. After another ten minutes of him talking, we finally got started on the hike to the secluded beach. The guide gave us a rundown of the history of the island and pointed out historical landmarks seen beyond the trail.

It took no time for my wife to realize that she was not the outdoorsy type and this wasn’t like walking the compound. Once the reptiles made themselves known, she was over it. She was damn near glued to my back as we walked the path to the beach. After a good thirty minutes, we finally made it to the clearing. The beach was deserted and peaceful. Nothing could be heard but the waves crashing against the shore.

The guide let us know we had an hour to chill and relax before our time expired and we had to head back. Everyone went their separate ways, and Mia and I found a spot away from everyone. While she laid out the blanket we bought, I took Bleu off my back and let her out of the carrier. After having her share of water from the portable dog water bottle, she busied herself with digging a hole.

“Looks like she’s enjoying her vacation too,” I said, as Mia handed me my own bottle of water.

“As long as she stays out of the ocean.”