Page 55 of Kisses Behind the Spotlight

“Khaleesi,” Maurice, my baby brother, snatched the phone from Noah.

“Hey Maurice,” I grinned at him.

“Khaleesi, I miss you.” He announced, face extremely close to the phone. “I wanted to come to your house.”

“Cap. He saw you calling and swiped the call away so fast,” Noah laughed.

“Hush,” Maurice laughed, dropping the phone.

“You did me like that, Maurice?” I gasped.

“He definitely did,” Noah laughed, taking the phone back.

“You babysitting?”

“Yeah, Melody said she’ll pay me $100 to keep him the weekend,” he clarified, referring to Maurice’s mother. “Plus she offered pizza tonight, and Chinese food tomorrow. You know I couldn’t pass that up.”

“What was Melody doing this weekend?” I pried.

“I don’t know, and I didn’t care to ask. As long as she had my cash and pizza in hand before Maurice stepped foot in the house, I didn’t care. You better ask Xain about me.”

“What?” I frowned, glancing at Xain.

“Ion know what he talkin’ ‘bout,” Xain scratched his head.

“Where you at?” Noah pried, reclaiming my attention.

“I’m at a henna cafe,” I replied, turning my camera around so he could see the progress of my intricate body art.

“That’s what’s up. What all y’all been doing out there? I had to pull together this proposal for Q over the first two days. Now it’s time for some me time.”

“Me time, huh? Or you and Xain time? I asked if y’all were dating, and both of y’all said no. Why y’all lied?” He quipped.

“Wassup, jit,” Xain leaned into the camera to greet him.

“‘Sup. We were supposed to be working out this Sunday, but you all the way in Morocco with Khaleesi. You already letting me down,” Noah shook his head.

“Nah, we’ll be back home late tomorrow night, and I’ll be up Sunday morning to grab you,” Xain promised him.

“Bet. Let me tell Melody she gotta come grab Maurice Sunday morning.”

“Where are you going?” I questioned, noticing Noah walking out of his front door.

“I’m about to take Maurice to the park so he can stop bouncing off the walls. Make sure you bring me and Maurice back a shirt or something,” he answered.

“I already grabbed you something. I love you.”

“I love you too,” he reciprocated.

We ended the call, and I relaxed in the seat again.

“Y’all are supposed to work out on Sundays?” I questioned Xain.

“Yeah. He said he was looking for someone to help him strength train, and I got him. That’s alright with you?”

“It’s okay with me. But I don’t play about my brothers,” I informed him. “Noah might’ve joked about you letting him down, but stuff like that will bother him more than you may realize. Don’t make arrangements or promises that you don’t plan to keep.”

“I don’t make plans or arrangements with anybody that I don’t plan to keep,” Xain assured me, leaning in to peck my lips.