“Fuck you,” Moose grumbled. “She ain’t ask me to do shit.”
“Yet.” Desiree’s voice came on the line, and Inari’s eyes bucked before she smiled.
Moose’s head popped up off the pillow.
“You ain’t shit, Moses.”
“Look alive, Moose. We have people arriving around six pm. The trucks have already rolled up to set up the tables and the décor, the flowers were just delivered, and I have the caterers coming around twelve to start working.”
“Sounds like you got all that shit covered, Gran.” Moose sighed and rolled onto his side.
“If you don’t bring your ass on, so you can help move some of this furniture around and make room for all these people coming! You don’t help, you don’t eat!” Desiree declared.
Moose sucked his teeth. He wanted to dig up in Inari’s guts one more time and sleep until about noon. Desiree and her demands had him fucked up.
“That’s fucked up. All this money and all these people we pay to do shit, and you still suckering us in. Then wanna hit us with that we can’t eat shit every time.”
“Oh, shut the hell up, put ya big boy pants on, and get to moving!” Desiree ordered.
“Tell ’em Des,” Mozzi co-signed.
“I ain’t playing with you either. Get Coast and the baby and bring your ass, Moses. I expect to see you both within the hour.” She hung up before either of them could object, and Inari tittered.
“And they call us the savages. She the fucking bully.” Mozzi exhaled. “See you in a minute, bro.”
“Tell Coast to call me!” Inari yelled into the phone before hanging up. “Before she leaves.”
There was a beep, and Inari chuckled as Moose kicked his legs like a little kid and whined.
“Fuck! I don’t feel like moving.”
“That’s our fault. We knew what it was today. Go take a shower. I’ll wake Tiara up. Take Dane with you too.” Inari leaned forward and kissed the side of his face.
“You trying to traumatize the boy, I see,” Moose joked. “Take a shower with me.” His voice was deep, sexy, and full of desire as his dark eyes swam over her curves. She was still in nothing but her birthday suit under the covers.
“Bring your ass, Moose. You better not play either. This has to be a quickie. I need to stop at the nail shop and get a fill.”
“I’ll fill you with this dick!” Moose roared, grabbing her ass in both hands and jiggling her cheeks together.
Moose ran the shower, and they brushed, rinsed, and flossed before climbing into the shower together. Inari had the center shower head that rained down on them. Standing under it with Moose was like being under a waterfall. She knew her hair was going to be a mess after this, so she was going to go for the wet curl look today anyway. Moose was trying to turn her every way but loose, even after he got his rocks off and shot up her womb.
Stepping out of the shower together, he reached for a fresh towel and handed it to her before grabbing another and wrapping it around his waist. Inari’s phone went off while she was in the mirror applying toner to her freshly washed face. She swiped to answer when a picture of Iara flashed across her screen, which was Coast’s screensaver.
“What’s up, girlie?”
“Hey, Mozzi said you wanted me to call you.” Coast sounded like she was out of breath.
“Yeah, what you up to?”
“Girl, getting Iara packed so we can head out. She spent the night with Ayla, so she has to be picked up.”
“I was thinking we could link at the nail shop. I need a fill and a pedicure. I’m going to stop by Lala’s to check on her too. She’s been avoiding me.” Inari leaned toward the mirror and dabbed at her face with a circular cotton pad.
“I’m with it.”
“Okay, meet me at the salon in like thirty minutes,” Inari told her before hanging up.
“You sure Lala gon’ be up to that?” Moose asked from behind her as he applied some of her lotion to his skin.
