Page 138 of Only for Me

“Good morning. How long have y’all been up?”

“About an hour.”

I kissed Avi on the head and she clapped her sticky hands then grabbed a piece of mango and shoved it in her mouth before she reached for me.

I lifted her from the chair and kissed her sticky face. “What’s up, pretty girl?”

“I’m going to have to hit you with a bonus. She’s usually not up that early.”

Janice grinned. “It’s fine. I’m enjoying my time here. This beautiful villa and the beach are my bonus. We walked on the beach for a bit then came in for breakfast.”

“We appreciate you letting us sleep in. You coming with us on the yacht today?”

“No, I think Avi and I are going to hang out here. I plan on having lunch on the beach and we’ll do some exploring.”

“Aight, that works. But if you change your mind, we don’t leave until ten.”

I lifted the last chunks of watermelon, popped one in my mouth and fed Avi the other. She grinned and smacked her little lips but I felt her approval because it was sweet as hell.

“Let me take her so you can get some breakfast. I’m going to get her cleaned up.”

I kissed Avi’s cheeks several times and handed her over to Janice who left the kitchen talking to Avi about their day. I poured myself orange juice then checked out the spread theprivate chef left for us this morning. We gave specifics on what menus we wanted and let them create whatever as long as it fell in line with our requests. Today we had fresh fruit, egg white omelets, yogurt, and granola. There were also stacks of Belgian waffles, sausage, and bacon.

While I piled food on my plate, Ryland walked in with some chick named Sierra, a flight attendant he met a few weeks ago. I wasn’t really fucking with having an outsider there but he promised to keep her under control and make sure she wasn’t posting shit about any of us. The point of the weekend was to be relaxed and disconnected. I didn’t want to have to worry about someone stealing pictures and videos of us and posting that shit, but so far she had been cool.

“What’s good, fam?” Ryland reached beside me and grabbed a plate. I loaded more fruit on mine then headed to the table.

“Ain’t shit. Y’all heading out with us today?”

“Yeah, we’re going.”

Sierra grunted and went straight for the coffee. “We’re on vacation. We shouldn’t be up this early.”

I chuckled because she was not feeling this at all.

“You can go back to sleep but don’t say shit when we’re on the water and you’re stuck here.” Ryland placed a plate full of waffles and sausage on the table next to me and sat down. She shot him an evil glare which he didn’t see because he was already shoveling food in his mouth.

“Where’s Dedric?”

“Still sleep, I think. I passed their room on the way down and it was quiet as hell.”

“They’re up. I just saw Shiya,” Makari said when she entered the kitchen wearing a white, see-through coverup over a white bikini and some little ass jean shorts. She sat in my lap and started eating from my plate. I gripped her thigh to adjust her.

“You see all that food over there, right?”

She grinned and lifted my juice. “It tastes better off your plate and in your glass.”

“Nah, your ass is just too lazy to fix your own.”

She shrugged and lifted my sausage, took a bite, then frowned, dropping it back to my plate.

“You good?”

“Yeah, it’s just greasy, I think.”

I looked her over while she picked over my food and settled on slices of pineapple. She had been picky as hell with her food lately, and the more I thought about it, she hadn’t been drinking since we had been here. We also had been fucking nonstop and hadn’t been using protection.

“You sure you’re good?”