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Before I could get to the front, Rissa’s mouth sounded off. “Simonette, it’s your stinking ass sister and mama. They here to be nosy.”
I closed my eyes because you couldn’t take that fucking girl anywhere. I felt her on my heels before I saw her. Withoutturning around, I said, “Go back in the room, put one of my tee shirts on, and take off those leggings. I’ll come get you.”
If I’m going to fuck with her people, then I’m going to fuck with them.All I wore was a pair of basketball shorts and socks. “What’s up, ladies? You interrupted me and my girl’s nap.”
Mrs. Brand’s jaw was tight. “Does your sister have to be so disrespectful? Did your mother not teach her any manners?”
“I should let you ask her that, but I know it would end up with you getting popped in your mouth for talking about our dead mother,” I said with knitted brows. “What do y’all need?”
Mrs. Brand’s eyes stretched. “Oh my God. I’m so sorry.”
“Apology not accepted. Now, what do y’all need?” I repeated. There was no need for her to do all the apology shit or for me to accept it.
Lanette spoke up. “We’re here for my sister. Can you please get her?”
I paused for a minute, amazed at her attitude. I really wanted to curse her ass out, but I was trying to hold on to the Planck length of respect that I had for her and her mother. “Babe! Your people want you.”
A moment later, I heard bare footsteps behind me. I stepped to the side to look in the direction of the sound. The top corner of my lip rose at the sight of her in my tee shirt that was too big for her. When she got in the shower earlier, she forgot to wrap her hair, so it reverted to its beautiful curls. She had her hair up in a loose, wild ponytail on top of her head. Without trying, she looked fucked.
“Hey, Mother and Lanette. Happy y’all got here safe,” she said. “I’m surprised y’all aren’t asleep.”
Her mother’s eyes started from her feet and went up to her head. “Where is your decorum? You could have put on clothes before you came out here.”
“Mother, I was asleep. You literally woke us up,” Simonette quipped. “Was there something that you two needed?”
Lanette started to explore around the main room of the villa. “We came to tell you that dinner starts at eight. You’re expected to be there.”
I chuckled. “Y’all could have texted her that. Just say y’all wanted to come over here to see what the villa looked like.”
Simonette moved her body in front of mine. I guessed that was her way to cut me off or something. All it made me do was wrap my arms around her to pull her back and kiss her neck. Yeah, I was about to be that inappropriate ass nigga because they played in her face way too much for my liking. Her timid ways in college made a lot of sense since I had met them.
“Okay, I believe that was already on the itinerary. A text would have sufficed. Rissa and I will be there,” Simonette confirmed.
It must have been the Asian air that had her speaking up a little more. The shit was sexy. If she was fucking, I’d have her bent over taking this dick after they left.
“Um, Rissa is not invited,” Mrs. Brand said. “Her meal was not included in what we paid for. There will be no room for her.”
I wasn’t sure who they thought they were playing with. I walked over to the phone that was on a table next to the couch. I pressed a button before I placed it on speaker so everyone could hear.“This is Saeed. How may I help you?”
“Yes, Saeed, this is Daylen Verse.”I paused for him to do all his yes sirs and shit.“For the Everland-Brand dinner function tonight with the ladies, an extra guest is expected. Please let the kitchen know and charge that one plate to my card. Actually, remove a plate from the Everland-Brand bill and charge my card with two plates for my woman, Simonette Brand and my sister, Rissa Smith.”
I didn’t take my focus off Mrs. Brand and Lanette. I wasn’t sure at that point why they didn’t think I had pull anywhere I went. My pull had nothing to do with me being a professional athlete either. It was because I was a damn man.
“Yes, Mr. Verse. I will let the chef know and add an extra place setting. I will also adjust the bills,”Saeed confirmed. We hung up after I told him thank you.
“Problem solved, Mrs. Brand. Was there anything you two need? I’d like to spend some alone time with my woman,” I told them.
Lanette laughed. “If you want to be big money, why don’t you pay for the entire dinner? I mean, you seem to have the money to spare.”
Rissa came out of nowhere. “You know, Lanette and Mrs. Brand, you keep asking my brother to pay for stuff. It’s giving broke. Did you guys go above your means with the planning of this wedding? Is your nigga broke, Lanette? He did give an air of broke.”
“First, there is nothing broke about my man. He may not be a millionaire like this nigga, but he’s also not a thug,” she snapped. “I’d rather have a respectable man than a thug.” She clapped her hands then said, “Well done, Sis.”
I wasn’t going to say anything, because I wanted to see how mygirlfriendwould handle it. I decided when we were on that long ass flight as I watched her sleep that a goal of mine for the weekend would be to give her opportunities to stand up for herself. Her face was tight but still beautiful.
“Lanette, I’d rather have a man that can stand up for me than a punk that coils to a stuck-up woman like you. You two can leave. If I feel up to it, I will see you at dinner.” Simonette stuck her hip out and crossed her arms over her chest.
That’s what the fuck I’m talking about.Mrs. Brand started to say something, but Simonette shook her head and asked them toleave again. Rissa added her two cents to further encourage the women to leave. After a short stare off, they left.
