I instantly took off my clothes and fell into bed with her. Islah kissed all over me as I hugged her tight.
“I missed you, baby,” she said.
I held on to her tight. “I missed you, too.”
Islah put on a movie, and I laid on her, listening to her heartbeat to calm my nerves.
I had a feeling niggas were comin’ for me…my feeling was never wrong.
Chapter 4
All Eyes on Gio
Iwoke up to the smell of bacon and jumped outta my sleep. I looked beside me, and Islah was not in bed, and when I checked my phone, I saw it was 11 a.m. I hopped outta bed and walked down the hallway to the kitchen to see Islah cookin’ with a smile on her face.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” she said as she dropped hot bacon onto a plate.
“What the fuck, Islah?! My alarm didn’t go off?” I asked, a lil’ irritated.
She looked around as if to see who I was talking to and cleared her throat.
“You were tossing and turning all night and didn’t budge once again when that alarm went off. Soooo, I thought you needed to sleep in.”
I stared at her for a second. “I’m sorry, boo…Did I fuck up your sleep?”
She shook her head as I went to sit down at the table.
“No, not really. Is something wrong?”
I stared at Islah for a second. I knew I could tell her anything, but I didn’t want her to worry.
“Nah, boo,” I said, leaning back in the chair. “Yesterday was just a long day.”
She studied me, like she was trying to see if I was bullshittin’.
“You tryna go out to the beach today?” I added. “Or spend some money before my meeting tonight?”
That look she had on her face instantly went away, and she lit up.
“The beach,” she said quick. “We haven’t been in a while.”
I nodded. “Go get cute then.”
She switched her ass past me and I smacked it.
An hour later, we were on the sand.
The sun was high, the sky was clear, and the water was hitting the shore. I was laid back on the towel, under an umbrella, trying to calm my mind as I smoked my blunt, watching Islah.
She was a lil’ ways out, taking pictures in this lil’ two piece that had me questioning every decision I ever made that didn’t involve me marrying her sooner. She was glowing, skin shining, hair catching the wind.
She was mine.
That’s all I kept telling myself. She turned around, smiling back at me. Her smile always calmed my soul, but this time, I was too on edge.
My eyes kept scanning my surroundings, clockin’ shit.
The couple under an umbrella to the left. A group of niggas posted by the boardwalk. A nigga on a towel wearing long sleeves.
