Page 23 of Lucci

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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 my pussy 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 was just 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 hefty commission.

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?

“I was handling something that my phone didn’t need to be on for.”

“Okay,” I said slowly. Lucci didn’t have a job. That could only mean he got his money illegally because let’s be for real, a nigga with no job buying Chanel bags? If he was in fact doing something illegal, I didn’t expect him to mention it over the phone, so I was going to drop the subject.

“You over there thinking I’m out chasing pussy?”

Avoiding eye contact, I leaned over and rubbed lotion onto my legs. “I just asked you a question. Who said I assumed anything?”

That made him laugh. “You were more than likely over there coming up with all kinds of scenarios. You probably had an attitude and all. I don’t know how many times I have to tell you that I’m not going to lie about shit that I do.”

Insecurity wasn’t exactly an attractive trait, so I checked myself.

He hadn’t given me any reason not to trust him, so I was going to stop assuming that the worst would occur.

I couldn’t even be worried about him possibly rekindling things with Kiandra because even if my father was wrong, I wasn’t sure I could be with a man that knocked the Mario coins out of him.

My eyes almost jumped out of their sockets when Lucci’s fist connected with that man’s face.

“Anyway,” I changed the subject. “I think I’m about to take the continuing education classes and the test that I need to become a BIC which stands for broker in charge. That way, I won’t have to work under anyone, and I can start my own firm.”

“Word? I think that’s a good idea.”

“Yeap. And I don’t know of any all black real estate firms in Diamond Cove. All black is cool but all black women would be dope.”

“Y’all stay trying to exclude niggas. All female car club. All female real estate firm. We don’t get no love, huh?”

“Welllll,” I sang while rubbing lotion onto my arms. “You could always enroll in another real estate class, pass the test, and be the first man to work at my firm.”

I didn’t miss the silence that ensued. I didn’t want to press Lucci about real estate. He had been doing well in the class, but I knew that if he wasn’t in the right head space it would be a waste of time anyway.

“We’ll see.” That was the only answer he gave.

I gave a curt nod. “I can live with that. I still have your book and your notebook.”

“Damn I hadn’t even thought about asking you if you grabbed them. I kind of assumed you left them, and they were just gone.”

“Ohhh but women assume?”

Lucci chuckled and before he could dwell too much on the events of that day, I opened my towel giving him a peek of my body. I didn’t miss the flicker of desire in his orbs.

“Damn. You gonna make me catch a flight to Bali and crash that all girl’s trip.”

“Or you can miss me and when I get home, you can fuck me so good that I walk funny for the next few days.”

“Say less my nigga. Say less.”