Page 6 of Lani

Funny how that plays out, isn’t it?

I sit down on the floor, bringing my makeup bag close to me. I ask Alisha what I’ve been dying to know. “So, tell me about Trey and Vinny?”

She laughs at me and scoots a little closer, taking out her own makeup bag.

“What do you want to know?” she asks me.

I look away from my mirror. “They single?”

She looks slightly confused as to why I’m asking about the both of them, but I have a feeling that they’re a package deal sort of thing. “They are.”

I’ve noticed the way they look at each other. Something is going on, but I also know they show interest in me.

“They together?” I ask next, and her eyes widen.

“I’m not sure,” she says, her face scrunched up as she thinks.

“Can you tell me about the both of them?” I’m chomping at the bit wanting to know everything about them.

She moves her legs around, getting more comfortable. “Vinny is the more easy-going one and the one who speaks the most. Trey is much darker and mysterious. He lets off major bad boy vibes.”

I love the sound of that. I wink at her. “Yeah, I got that from the both of them.”

She looks at me, totally confused, which is absolutely adorable, but she doesn’t question it. We make small talk, and I notice she avoids anything and everything about her life before she met Jordan.

The nurturing part of me wants to hug her and hold her tight. At dinner my mother asked her about her parents and she froze badly. Jordan changed the subject before she had to answer.

An hour later we’re ready and we walk down the stairs together. I walk in front of her because I can tell she’s slightly nervous. Trey’s and Vinny’s eyes are glued to mine, both of them eyeing me up and down.

“God, angel, you’re gorgeous,” I hear my brother tell Alisha, and that makes me happy for her.

Trey touches my cheek. “You’re beautiful,” he says, barely loud enough for my ears to hear.

But those words make my whole entire month. I smile sweetly, genuinely. I notice my dad looking at all three of us, and I snap out of my funk and walk to him. “Let’s go, everyone!” I yell and kiss my dad on his cheek, then I go to my mom and hug her.

We all walk outside to Jordan’s huge-ass truck, and Trey puts his hand on the small of my back, leading me to the door behind the passenger seat.

He opens the door and I look around for something grab so I can swing my way inside of the truck, but before I can make a move, Trey puts his hands on my hips, completely lifting me off the ground and into the truck.

That was fucking hot.

Not many men can lift me off the ground, let alone pick me up like that, but to top it off, I’m right in the middle between Trey and Vinny, with them pressed against my sides.

During the drive I smile, watching Jordan and Alisha together. She’s singing to him and he is completely infatuated with her.

I accidentally put my hand on Vinny’s knee then pull away and start to apologize, but he takes my hand, putting it right back on his knee, leaving his hand on top of my mine.

I try to hide my smile. Trey reaches over and takes my other hand. My stomach flips with nerves and excitement because I haven’t dated in years, but right now I have the attention of two men?

This is completely new territory.

Jordan pulls up in front of the bar, but neither he nor Alisha look like they’re about to get out. I look at Trey and Vinny. “Let’s just go and let them have their privacy,” Vinny whispers, and we slide out of the truck, Trey offering me his hand.

“We can Uber it home. Trey and I were planning on getting a hotel tonight,” Vinny tells me, holding the door open for me to walk inside.

The second I walk inside, I notice right away quite a few people I know are here. Most are stupid boys from high school who made fun of me and did absolutely nothing with their life and who are mad at the world.

We head to the bar and order a few beers then head to a table at the side of the bar. I can feel eyes on me, and I mean a lot.

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