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Navy smiled at me. “And I’m not a gold digger in your eyes?”

“Where the fuck you pulling this shit from? I’m handing you the shovel… dig, Bleu.” I winked, and she kicked her feet excited.

“You can walk away, Landon… no hard feelings.”

I kissed her shoulders. “Can I still fuck you?”

“Yes… why?”

She quickly looked away as I intensely stared at her. “Just needed to know. Why St. Lucia?”

“My parents went for their honeymoon years ago. I don’t know. I’ve always aspired to have what they have. So maybe going where it all started might be good for the soul.”

“Hmm.”

“What about yours?”

The shit that I admired about Navy and her parents is that she was able to see their love. She knew about them, could pinpoint important staples and timelines in their marriage. I couldn’t do none of that shit because I didn’t know much about my parents.

“I don’t know, Pooh.”

She hugged me. “You’re probably tired. Go home to shower and relax.”

Navy tried to stand up and I pulled her back down. “Go pack some shit, and we’ll get the rest when we get there.”

“What?”

“Bleu, you thought I was fucking with you? Greene packing right now. Wheels up in twenty.”

Beans had texted me the jet was refueled and ready. Menace hated whenever I took the jet without telling him. Last timeI stole that shit and went to Miami after getting into Jeffie’s laptop.

Big bro’ needed to realize that I was coming into my own, and a grown ass man. I was taking Navy away, because that was what she needed. I wanted to be everything she needed, and I planned to be.

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NavyBLEU

Recommendation: “Never” by Jaheim

I sat across from Greene on the jet, watching the lights flash from the cars that drove us across the tarmac, and those flashing from the jet. Don was outside the jet talking on the phone and signing paperwork. He held our passports in his hands, and the phone to his ear while talking to one of the agents.

It was something about the way he was handling business that made me squeeze my legs tighter together. Beans had pulled something out the back of the trunk in a metal case and the agent nodded toward him, as he handed it to Jett, his security and driver.

Greene was on her phone and had looked up briefly, and our eyes met. “Why are you pretending this is normal?”

“Cause it is normal for a Caselli. I’m Stevie’s assistant, and she flies on private jets and has Duke with her all the time. The woman is more protected than the president with the way she and Menace have to travel.”

“What do they do?”

Greene made a zipper motion with her fingers. “Not my business to tell, Navy.”

I nodded my head because I understood. The reason the Casellis’ kept her around was because she could hold their secrets. They trusted only a selected few people, and judging from the security process to gain access to their home, I knew they were into some important things. As I watched Don stand outside the jet with the phone to his ear, barking orders, I could tell he was someone important, too.

“I can respect that.”

She put her phone down and stared at me. “Being with a Caselli comes with many perks, but it isn’t always so fun. Menace keeps his wife protected because he has to. Stevie wouldn’t trade her life for the world because she loves her husband, but they always have to move like ghost, never to be seen or heard.”

“Landon too?”

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