Eventually, we tired out after dancing all over to several songs, especially when vodka based cocktails had been our drink of choice instead of some H2O.
As we calmed down some, just talking now that the staff had gone home for the night, Couture sat upright like a pin needle, eyes wide.
“What?” Presley queried.
“You didn’t hear that? Shhhh!” Couture waved at everybody who was still talking.
We froze, ears perked, and it sounded like some people were coming up to the house.
“Fuck. Did anybody bring a gun?” Kabrina asked.
“Damn. Let’s make sure someone is even here first,” Analicia replied, making Kabrina shrug with her eyes closed, lips against the glass of alcohol she’d been nursing.
“I heard a deep voice, bitch.” Scotland’s eyes mushroomed, signaling that she was scared.
Kailey hopped over the back of the couch against all the protesting whisper shouts of my sisters and peered through one of the expensive curtains slightly before widening her eyes and jogging back over to us.
“What?” I asked, getting scared now, but thankfully, I kept my gun in my bag.
“It’s Nique, Lequay, Sif, and—” Before she could finish, Anastazia, Scotland, Yolani, and Kabrina hopped to their feet and ran to the back of the house as if this were a drug bust or the showCops, just as a key slipped into the door.
“Wait, what the fuck is happening?” Bambi guffawed, looking at Analicia and Presley who were relaxed now that it wasn’t a burglar or their husbands.
“Where the ass shakers go?” Unique stepped in, scanning the room for his wife.
“Huh?” I questioned, too drunk to care that two of the brothers I was barely on speaking terms with had walked in.
“We seen the video,” Cemone clarified for me dryly.
“Video?” I frowned before my eyes landed on Kailey smiling, guiltily.
“I might have filmed a little of our dancing, only to YG though. It was too lit not too!” She stomped her foot.
“Where they at?” Lequay queried as Asif began scouring the expansive living room for his wife.
We stayed silent, not wanting to give up our counterparts’ location.
“So y’all linked up to come here after seeing the video?” Analicia frowned.
“Nah, we was all at my crib kicking it,” Unique answered.
“They back there.” Bambi snitched, pointing down the hall to the bedrooms.
“Bambi!” Couture shouted through plastered giggles.
“I wanna see the drama.” Bambi shimmied, getting more comfortable on the couch as she dug into her second helping of the leftover dessert.
I couldn’t lie; I, too, was entertained as my brothers’ big asses stormed down the elongated hallway in search of their wives. Kailey was still chuckling, recalling the way they bolted to the back once notified of their husbands’ arrivals.
“Stazi, baby, I just wanna talk.” I heard Asif attempt to coax her out of the room.
“Even though y’all all need a fucking spanking!” Unique belted, causing the rest of my brothers to shout at him under their breaths for ruining their plans to fake a treaty with their women.
“They’re so annoying.” I laughed, closing my eyes after texting Low to come get me.
Now that my siblings were here, the party was surely over.
I heard some ruckus before the bedroom door flew open, judging by the sound of it and the loud jovial squeals coming from my sisters-in-law. Unique emerged first, carrying Kabrina from behind.