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“And what’s your vision for ‘happily ever after Shi,’ Witherspoon?”
She cocked her head to the side, correctly perceiving my thirst for an answer. “It would start with my partner not calling me my father’s name.” A cunning smile opened on her pretty face and she sashayed backwards, then pivoted to the table and grabbed my phone. “What’s your password? Let’s hear some tunes.”
“Shi-Shi.” I turned to power on theBluetoothspeaker.
“Stop fucking around, Jas. Here. You can put it in yourself if you don’t want me to know it.”
I turned back to her, lowkey offended. “Or you can put it in yourself if you don’t believe me. I told you I ‘on’t lie to you, girl.”
With a smirk, she rolled her eyes then began tapping into the phone. “Shit,” she breathed with wide eyes.
“Yeah. Now, I’m changing that shit.”
She laughed—the laugh that did shit to me. “Don’t do that. To what?”
I shrugged. “Maybe Ashira.” Then I remembered. “Nah. That’s the password for my other phone.”
She gasped as I plopped a grape into my mouth. “Are you serious?”
“I don’t lie, Witherspoon. Matter of fact.” I took the phone from her. “I’m setting the playlist.”
“Speaking of which, why don’t I have your other number?”
As I tapped on the app to find a playlist, I thought. “I ‘on’t know. Never thought about it.”
“Well, I want it.”
“You got it.” I remembered her phone was back at the crib.
“I should probably have some of this, too.” She plucked cheese and a cracker from the tray. “Because I’m about to light one up and shouldn’t do it on an empty stomach.”
“You hungry?”
She shook her head smiling and swaying to the music playing. “I didn’t have breakfast, though.”
“Why not?”
“Because I was mad. At you. You stress me out, Jas. I broke up with my boyfriend to be stressed out by a guy I got my shit out the dirt with.” She shrugged angrily with her head and shoulders.
I couldn’t help cracking the hell up. Her wink had me howling. This girl was shot out and I loved it.
Witherspoon nibbled on the tray before lighting her first cigar. The cavern created by trees amplified the volume of the speaker, bringing about an automatic vibe. I lay out on the hammock, peeping her get lost in dancing. It was a jazzy playlist, making it interesting to see how she interpreted the music. Everything about her fascinated me.
Her body—smooth brown skin, lengthy legs, small waist, and palm-sized tits—was heaven-made. As I swayed in the shade, Ashira became my focus and I wondered if she knew I was her captivated audience. Didn’t matter either way. I had her to myself and would squeeze all the joy from this opportunity. Temporarily, all the anxiety I had leading up to this trip was on hold. Temporary. This could all be temporary.
For a length of time unrecorded, Witherspoon danced and I swung in the shade, enjoying her. Witherspoon’s cigar was done, allowing her a second hand. Her arms flapped, hips swayed, and head whipped at times.
“I am the LORD, and when it is time, I will make these things happen quickly.”
It happened again. The inner voice dropped in my spirit with a roaring presence yet gentle volume, causing a fucking thunder in my chest. Suddenly, I was out of breath and a little lightheaded.
“What’s this?” Ashira called out.
I swallowed hard, fighting to come down. “Huhn?”
“This track playing. What is it?”
I thought for a minute, trying to slow my breathing. Alarming her was not in the plans today. “Uhhh.” I closed my eyes. “Kamasi Washington. I think this one is ‘Truth.’ I think.”Damn. The phone was too far to check. “Good stuff. Right?”
