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“Oh, but you haven’t?”
“See, that’s how I know you fucked up,” I chuckled. “I ain’t drink at all at the club.”
“Oh yea,” she tilted her head. “You lowkey fucked up my vibe by not drinking with me.”
“I couldn’t tell. It seemed like you had fun to me.”
“I made the best of it,” she sighed.
“Alright, Lo,” I grinned.
“If it’s a no for the beach then can we go to the pool?”
“Baby, the pool is closed. We ain’t getting in no water tonight unless it’s the shower or tub.”
“So I put on my swimsuit for nothing?”
“Nah, you put it on for me to see you in it.”
“I wanted to go to the beach though.”
“You couldn’t have wanted to leave this room with a string up your ass and your titties popping out.”
“My Gucci bikini showed just as much skin earlier,” she rolled her eyes. Her pink Gucci swim suit that she wore on the yacht earlier was revealing, but it wasn’t a thong bottom and she also wore a pink mini skirt and a pink mesh top over it. She didn’t take them off until we were on the yacht.
“You know damn well this shit you got on right now is way more revealing. Stop playing with me.”
“Whatever,” she huffed. “So, I have a question.”
“Wassup?” I smirked, noticing how fast she changed the subject. She knew exactly what the fuck she was doing.
“We’re going to Nikki Beach tomorrow evening, right?”
“Yea. We have a reservation for 5 pm.”
“Okay,” she stood up. “I’ll just go take this off and I’ll wear it tomorrow.”
“Alright….” I replied after taking a long pull of my blunt. I was getting so lifted that it took a few seconds for what she said to register.
“Wait, what?” I put my blunt down on the side table and sat up as quickly as I could. I reached for her hand to pull her back to me but she scrambled away from me in the nick of time while giggling uncontrollably.
“Uh-huh, you had so much to say about me being drunk. Look at you, can’t even get up because you’re so fucked up,” she laughed as she moved towards the balcony.
“Bring your ass here, Lourdes,” I ordered with my eyes glued to her ass wobbling with each step she took.
“For what?” Her hands clutched the glass railing while she glanced back at me with her legs parted. Everything about her stance screamed come fuck me.
“Because I fucking said so.”
“I don’t know if I feel safe coming to you right now…it sounds like you got beef or something and I don’t want no smoke.”
Her response forced me to laugh against my will.
“If you don’t want no smoke then why you saying crazy shit to me?”
“Because I like getting you worked up.”
“Oh, forreal?”
