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I stretched my arms over my head, fists hitting the tall ass headboard. My back cracked and I yawned, tired as hell. Ashira walked into the bedroom, holding a big ass tray of food.
“I knew you were up to something down there.” I sat up in the bed. “What’s this?”
“I hope you aren’t too sleepy. I ordered groceries last night. They were delivered this morning.” She kissed me before settling on the bed. “I had Ines put this together. I hope Consuela doesn’t mind me warming up the meats in her kitchen.”
It was a big ass wooden board topped with food. An assortment of sliced cheese, strawberries, blueberries, sausage, grapes, nuts, spreads, crackers, breads, and steak.
“So you been plottin’ on me since last night?”
Ashira hummed, plopping a sliced strawberry into her mouth then giggled. “I plead the fifth.”
“What’s all this?”
“A charcuterie board. I need to get you cultured for my family.”
“This what y’all do?” I grabbed a grape and almond.
“Mmhmm.” Ashira plucked nuts and another strawberry. “The Nivleb tribe will serve from a charcuterie board in a heartbeat. They top these things with all types of goodies.”
“What’s Nivleb?”
“My mother’s family. Their roots trace back to Central Africa…Cameroon. The Nivleb tribe. They were brought here during the slave trade, landing in South Carolina. Once the first Black man in my family was freed and able to own land, he bought and settled inDella. He worked to buy his wife and kids. Eventually, relatives began flocking to the massive land he owned, creating an ecosystem of sorts, making the land as sustainable as possible. Within decades, nearby plots of land were purchased by relatives and a village was established. It’s been in my family ever since. But you’ll learn more about it next week, I’m sure.”
“Next week’s the time, huhn?”
“Yup. You meet my mom and can’t take back your decision.”
“I won’t.” I’d already put in the request to my P.O. “They gonna drill me?”
Ashira’s eyes rolled toward the ceiling and she hummed. “No. My family, on that side, is holistic. They’re simple on the surface, but very spiritual. They preserve many of the religious teachings of their native land. My Aunt Rose is a seer. She’s crazy weird, but good people.”
“Damn. So, it’s not just ya moms I gotta be worried about?”
Ashira, obviously hungry herself, bit into a fat yet short sausage. “No. I’m the only person who needs to be worried. You’ll be my sage.”
“Well, since we’re on the topic of helping each other out, I can use some assistance.”
“On what?” I snatched the rest of the sausage with my mouth from her hand. She laughed. “Well, damn. There’s more.”
“It was hard seeing your mouth near that.” I chewed down the meat.
“Why?”
“Because it makes me think of your mouth on my dick.”
Her brows smacked together in a flutter. “Oh. You don’t have to just think about it. You can see it.” My whole body tensed. I enjoyed Ashira’s mouth on me, had thought of it every day since. “It’s okay, Jas. It’s perfectly fine to make requests.” When I didn’t respond, only grabbed a few grapes, she murmured, “You’re so damn cute. Jas, I plan on having your face between my legs before I leave here. We can do each other at the same time.” My dick lurched beneath the comforter. Then she cleared her throat. “What’s your favor?”
I rebounded quickly. “My pops.”
“What about him?”
“You haven’t been the only person I’ve been trying to…let in lately.”
Ashira’s jaw fell. “I’m jealous already. You don’t do what you did to me earlier then deliver shit like this.”
I shook off her silliness. “It’s my little brother.”
Her forehead tightened. “Oh. I forgot you had one.”
