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Tunnel vision disclosed the issue. We’d veered into a lane that wasn’t ours to have at the moment.
“Eyes on the road, Makai,” I begged.
A silent nod was the only satisfaction offered. In a matter of seconds, our eyes met. Tossing both hands in the air, he released the sweetest sound from his lips. The sound of laughter. As if the angels had come down and tickled my heart themselves, I felt fuzziness all over. Involuntarily, my cheeks peaked and my lips stretched across my face.
“Eyes on the road, sir.”
“Aight. Aight.”
Giddiness covered me, making the young girl trapped inside of me blush with happiness. I stepped out of the shorts and replaced them with the leggings before lowering my butt onto the seat again. When I finally settled, my eyes roamed until they landed on the target. His dark orbs rested on me.
Shaking his head, he gripped the steering wheel tighter and redirected his line of vision. He’d been caught. The smirk on his face brought on unfamiliar feelings, holding residency in my heart as if it had the right. As if he had the right. I cut my eyes toward the road, waiting for the pieces of me that he was chipping away at and claiming as his own to be returned.
Too soon, Glacier, I warned. Falling hard and falling fast was my downfall. It always had been. But this man, he was giving me a few more reasons with each passing second. Slamming my eyelids shut, I chastised my heart’s vulnerability. Tighten up, babes.
Music was the perfect distraction. I didn’t recognize the song that blasted through the speakers after Makai toyed with a few buttons. However, I welcomed it, nonetheless. Lyrics were rapidly smeared across instruments, blending perfectly.
It wasn’t until we were entering a private portal for private aircrafts that I noticed we were never headed in the airport’s direction. Makai switched gears once we were within a few feet of the steps that would lead us inside. Anxiety crept up my spine, clouding my judgment and immobilizing me, simultaneously.
My hesitancy registered with Makai almost immediately. His long legs circled the vehicle with haste, stopping just shy of the passenger door so that he was able to open it without plowing into his body.
“Fix your face, pretty.”
Forging a smile, I turned my lips upward.
“You want to hit this blunt to calm your nerves?” he asked, offering me the drugs he’d pulled from behind his ear. Where it had come from, I wasn’t sure but I hadn’t seen it until now.
“I don’t smoke,” I shared.
“It’s liquor on the plane if you prefer it.”
“I’m okay. Just a lit—just my nerves.”
“You with me, Mommas. There’s no safer, better place to be. I’ll stand on that, any time, any place.”
Believing every word he said and clinging to them like paint on a brush prepared to create an artful masterpiece, I took the hand he was extending. With me trailing behind him, we climbed the stairs and made our way onboard. To my surprise, we weren’t alone. There were people onboard already, everyone dressed in pricey threads shattering the confidence I’d conjured on the way up the steps.
Wow. Black excellence stared back at me. I wasn’t sure what anyone staring back at me did for a living, but whatever it was paid well. Very well. Even the air was different in the space they occupied. Elegance. Class. Haughtiness. Wealth. Beauty. Arrogance. They were only a few words that came to mind at the sight before me.
“About fucking time!” the slim one yelled out.
“Well, that was worth the fucking wait,” said a man that closely resembled Makai, but not as much as he did the man seated behind him. They shared the same features, same face. Twins?
“I know you fucking lying.” The woman beside him cackled. “Girl, may God have mercy on you.”
“Tell him we’re ready for departure,” the gentleman with a clear glass and the same aggrieved eyes as Makai said to the attendant standing near him.
“You’re not going to introduce us to your friend, Makai?”
“She has a mouth. She can introduce herself. If it was left to me, none of you niggas would get an introduction.”
“Can we have her name, at least?” the calmer one finally spoke.
With a straight face, Makai turned to me with curiosity resting on his face.
“What’s ya name, Mommas?”
Mortified, I contemplated running toward the door that was being sealed behind us.
