Page 76 of The Plus One

“I don’t want to look stupid again.”

“You won’t.”

“You can’t promise that.”

“Nah. But I can promise I’m not Kel. I’m not finna cheat on you or have you questioning where you stand with me. Let me earn the rest.”

She stared at me for a few seconds. “So you really want this?”

“I been wanting this.”

“No more fake relationship?”

“Hell nah.”

“What about the rules?”

“We broke them shits the first night.”

“That was your fault.”

She smiled. I pulled her closer. “And since we being honest, I’m falling in love with you.”

Kema froze. “Damn. Finally got you quiet.”

“Oh my God shut up.”

“I’m serious.”

“I know.” She looked down before meeting my eyes again. “I think I’m falling in love with you too.”

“You think?”

“Don’t push it.”

I laughed. “I’ll take it.”

She kissed me. When she pulled away, I grabbed her hand and we started walking back toward the resort. I pulled her into me and kissed her forehead. I came to Cancún as her fake plus one. I was going home as her man.

Sixteen

Kema

I was not ready to leave Cancún. Maybe I was getting used to being with Ace every day or maybe I just enjoyed being anywhere but home. The thought of going home and never seeing or being with Ace again crossed my mind more than I would like to admit.

I blame niggas for this shit. Niggas talked a good game in the past. I wanna see you Kema. I see a future with you Kema. Be with me Kema. Blah, blah, motherfucking blah. Niggas wanted access to pussy and I didn't blame them. I like dick just as much as niggas love pussy. I need unlimited access to Ace's dick. Matter of fact, I needed that right now.

I was finishing the last of my packing when he came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. The water from his shower was dripping off his skin. Ace was fine as fuck! I didn't know how I picked the wrong homeboy the first time, but I was glad I got to repick. I chuckled lightly to myself.

Ace walked over and wrapped his wet arms around me. His smell was turning me on. I leaned up and kissed his lips while he squeezed my ass, pulling a moan from me. "You goin' to let me get some on the plane?"

I giggled. I hate that this nigga made me giggle at him asking for pussy. I shrugged, "I never joined the mile-high club before."

He kissed me again and then slapped my ass. "Well, bring ya ass Kema."

"You better hope we don't get arrested."

"I chartered a plane. I wish they would arrest me. And if they do we got bail money."