Page 49 of Rayzor: Tell Me It’s Mine II

“Thank you.” She hugged her.

Levi was standing in the background watching the exchange.

“I don’t have a phone, Mommy.”

“I know you don’t, baby.”

“I can give you my tablet.”

“That’ll work just fine.”

He took off to the back of the house to grab it. Eris came over to, handing me Erin’s phone. I put it in my pocket.

“I hope she doesn’t hate us for this,” I murmured.

“It’ll be okay. I have to grab all her devices and power everything off until after the wedding,” she explained.

“Yeah, we gotta lay low, make moves and play slow.”

“Whatever you think is best, I’m standing beside you.”

I wrapped my arms around her, resting my chin on top of her head.

“Let’s do this shit, future Mrs. Kirkland.”

* * *

Forty-Eight Hours Later

A destination wedding to Cancun. That’s where my baby wanted to be married, so daddy made it happen. Nothing was too much for her. I wanted this to be everything she wanted.

City dusted off the shoulder of my suit as we stood at the archway on the beach.

“Damn, nigga, you’re really about to tie that knot.”

“Hell yeah. I gotta. It’s been too long not having her as my wife.”

“I wished I knew what that felt like,” he replied.

“You already do. But y’all keep playing.”

The sound of Kenny G’s flute serenaded the beach, and my stomach went to twisting and all kinds of shit. I couldn’t tell if I was nervous, excited or what, but I knew my ass was happy. I wanted to see E at the end of that strobe.

Everything from the décor to family and friends being in our presence was cool, but I came for the main attraction; fuck me. I wanted to see my wife do her lil’ one through the sand to get to me. It’s been a long time coming.

Then she arrived in an ivory number that swept the sand as she walked. Levi threw soft baby pink petals as she took her time getting to me. I wasn’t even trying to be a real nigga in that moment because seeing her at the end, knowing she’d be my wife in less than a few minutes, made my heart skip a beat. I couldn’t even hold back the tears as I pulled my handkerchief from my pocket.

Levi gave me a thumbs up as he got closer.

“She looks beautiful, right?” Erin snuck in with a small nudge.

“Yeah, she does,” I replied.

“You two belong together,” she said.

“Thank you, peanut.”

Suki stood on the bride’s side crying. She damned near drowned out the music. You’d think she was losing somebody instead of gaining a new member of the family.