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I needed her to decide that I wasn’t worth her tears. Between Kiandra getting shot, me killing Rich, Tyler being killed, and punching Kiandra’s pops in the face in front of her, I was surprised I wasn’t snorting coke on a regular basis. Weed wasn’t strong enough for all the bullshit I had going on. I was damn near tired of drinking. Once it got to a point that I didn’t want to smell alcohol, I knew I needed a break from it. The only bright spot in my life was Breezy. Shorty made me want to get my shit together. If I managed to get two M’s from robbing the Nigerian, I’d be set for a minute, but I couldn’t rob forever. And I couldn’t live off the money that I saved forever. My mental was so messed up that I didn’t think I had the ability to learn real estate. Mostdays, I didn’t want to think about what I was going to eat much less learning the do’s and don’ts and laws of real estate.

At home, I took a shower, tossed back two shots of cognac and rolled a blunt while I watched my favorite movie. I watched Apocalypto at least twice a month. The movie had just ended, and I was high as hell when my doorbell rang. I knew it was Breezy, and my dick jumped just from knowing she was on the other side of my door.

When I opened the door, Breezy was standing there bouncing in place. Pushing past me she rushed into the house. “I have to pee.”

Chuckling I closed and locked the door. Then, I turned off the TV because I no longer gave a damn about sports highlights. In the bedroom, I took off my basketball shorts and my boxer briefs. Breezy was on the same type of time I was on because she came out of the bathroom naked as hell. With a devilish grin on her face, she straddled me, and a nigga forgot about all his troubles.

CHAPTER 12

BREEZY

My birthday trip was lit.Me and my girls flew first class, and I got some good sleep on the flight. When we landed jet lag wasn’t too bad, so we took showers and got dressed for a sunset dinner on the beach. The food was amazing and hours later, we were lounging in the pool, twerking, and taking shots. We were staying at a huge Airbnb that had six bedrooms and five bathrooms. Lauren recorded me as I stood on the side of the pool and bounced my ass to the Lil’ Baby song that was playing. It was only the first night, and we were turning all the way up. We had three more nights to go.

“My ass is seeing double,” I giggled as I sat on the side of the pool. “Ohhh I’m about to fuck those left over burritos up.”

“Oh hell yeah, I forgot all about those.” Lauren almost broke her neck getting out of the pool, and all I could do was laugh.

As everyone got out of the pool and walked inside the house, I checked Lucci’s location and saw that he had either turned it off or he was no longer sharing it with me. Neither one of those made sense unless he was doing something that he shouldn’t have been doing. I didn’t want to get upset because Lucci and I hadn’t made anything official aside from him declaring that mypussy belonged to him. People said anything in the middle of sex, however.

I was sure that he still felt the same way about rushing into another relationship. I wanted to respect that and give him time and space. I was debating whether or not I should say anything to him about it. I didn’t want to come across as a nag, but why was his location off? What was he doing? It was going to continue to bother me. I liked Lucci a lot, but I refused to spend too much time in beautiful Bali wondering what he was up to. I could worry about later, later.

In the house, I warmed up my food while everyone talked loud as hell and laughed. I was so drunk, and the food was so good that I was leaning on the counter eating with my eyes closed.

“I’m so serious when I say when are we planning a weekend trip to Crescent Falls? They have some fine ass men in that motorcycle club, and I want in,” Aubree stated.

“We can go anytime,” my left shoulder hiked into a shrug. “It’s not far, and I’m always down for a change of scenery.”

“It damn sure won’t be because you’re looking for a fine man because you got one of those. The way Lucci popped out at your dinner with not only a whole bushel of roses, but that man copped you the Chanelly,” Ziyah declared.

“Maybe I want two fine ass men,” I teased before chugging down my Gatorade.

“I know that’s right,” Sas twerked making me laugh. One thing for certain, my girl never missed an opportunity to twerk.

As I cleaned up the kitchen, I smirked at myself because I knew if no one else did that I was just popping shit. Lucci had me so open that it didn’t make any sense. But was that the problem? He had been faithful to a woman that he wasn’t even in love with. Surely, it wouldn’t be hard for him to only deal with one person if he really liked that person. I wasn’t sure if I wasjust paranoid or asking myself logical questions. We weren’t in a relationship, so technically, he wouldn’t be cheating if he did deal with someone else.

“When you think you gonna get back out there and start dating?” Rasheeda asked Lauren.

I prayed that my girl didn’t get triggered and end up being sad on the trip. She deserved to have fun. Trying to figure out a balance between grief and living had to be hard.

“I’m not in a big rush. I haven’t had the best luck with men over the years and as soon as I met one that made me feel all the feels, he got taken away. For whatever reason, I think God just wants me to be alone, and I’m tired of fighting it.”

“I don’t think He wants you to be alone,” I offered. “Life is just hard and shitty. Nothing is on our own timing. No matter how annoying it is, we just have to learn to be patient. We all deserve to be happy and fulfilled. It took me a lil’ minute to really mean it when I said if I never get married and have kids, I’ll still be happy with how my life turned out.”

“You better be marrying that fine ass man that was at your birthday dinner looking like he wanted to eat you alive,” Storm stated making us all giggle.

Sex with Lucci was never ever bad but the night of my birthday dinner…that man fucked me silly. Just thinking about the things he did to my body made me quiver in the middle of the kitchen. We weren’t trying to have any slip ups, so I tracked my cycle frequently and when I was near ovulation or actually ovulating, I swallowed his babies like they were freshly squeezed juice.

No one could deny being exhausted any longer, so we all made our way to our rooms and bathrooms. As the hot water pelted onto my skin, I leaned my head back, closed my eyes, and thought about how blessed I was. The day before my trip two of my clients closed on a house that got me a pretty heftycommission. I was successful in my career, and I was very close to meeting my goal for buying a house. I actually liked a man that had some really good qualities. Everything was starting to fall into place.

Or were they? The paranoia began to creep back in. When I got out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around my body and grabbed my phone. Before I could check Lucci’s location again, the phone rang in my hand. He was facetiming me. I wasted no time accepting and despite how in my feelings I’d been, the moment his face came into view I smiled.

“Looks like I caught you at the right time,” he licked his lips before putting a blunt in between them and taking a deep pull.

“Yeah you did.” I propped the phone up on the sink and grabbed my lotion. “Why was your location off earlier?” I asked casually making his brow hike.

“You checked my location earlier?” he chuckled.

“Yes.” I attempted to make my tone sound confident but in actuality, I was a little embarrassed. Was I doing too much?

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