by Jahquel J
He nodded and she headed out of the room. Since I been back in the states, I hadn’t had a minute to myself. Business was on the up and I had to dive right back into the shit. Baru was due to get here this week and make sure things were running straight. He trusted me, but he needed to be sure he made the right choice when he chose me to step up in place of him.
“Baby, we’re going to grab some lunch. I’m tired of being in the house and Yaya is being cranky, and she needs some fresh air.” Golden came into the office, holding Yaya.
“I’m coming.”
“You got busin—”
“You think I was asking? Nah, I was telling you. Let me wrap this up and we’ll be out soon enough. Tell security where we’re going.”
“I’m tired of them following me everywhere. I love going to Target and they have ruined that for me by following behind me. Is all of this necessary?”
“You finding your son with his head cut off in an alley sits right with your stomach? Cause that’s what will happen. Yoshon is the head of one of the most ruthless cartels in Belize. They control money and drugs to more than a dozen countries and have triple that amount in enemies. While Target is your place to shop, you don’t want to end up with your brain blown out in aisle six,” Grape coolly explained to her.
Golden did a loud gulp and held Yaya close to her. “I’ll be waiting in the kitchen.” Was all she said and turned on her heels.
“You had to tell her like that?”
“You baby footing around the shit with her. How many times has security called and told you she purposely lost them in traffic? She can’t keep playing around like this is a joke. Stop acting like you’re stepping up to be the CEO of Apple, because we all know you’re not.”
“I hear you.”
Grape was right and I needed to prepare her for the life that she would be living. My fear was that this would be all too much for her and she would leave. She would leave and take Gyan with her and that was something I wasn’t prepared to deal with. I didn’t want this to be too much for her to handle. I mean, the shit was a lot for me, and I had signed up for it. Golden didn’t sign up for this life and she wasn’t forced to be in this life either. She had a choice to leave or stay and I prayed she stayed. Me and Yashleigh needed her.
“Make sure you do, nigga. When you going to visit Yolani? The way Pit talking, I’m scared to pop up over there.”
“Nah, right now isn’t the time to go. Pit Pat said she’s still going through withdrawals. Company isn’t what she needs right now.”
“I agree.”
“How you feel now that Gigi’s back in the city?” I knew exactly how he felt and I wanted to laugh so bad. Grape spent so much time keeping Gianna out of the city that she was drawn to the city like a mosquito was to light. She was old enough to make her own decisions and that’s what she did.
“She talking about she can’t live with me and want her own condo and shit. Gigi think I’m made out of money or something.”
“You did just get a pay raise.”
“Fuck you mean?”
“You didn’t think that I wasn’t going to step into this role and have my right hand and best friend doing the same shit. You run all the operations now, big homie.”
“That’s what’s up. More reason for my girl to be complaining I’m never around.”
“Shit, money got to be made and Gigi’s medical school ain’t cheap.”
“Dropped over fifty grand on just one semester. Now she want a damn condo because the dorms they have aren’t up to her standard. Who raised her?”
“You. Sending her to those boarding schools and college with those white kids got her thinking she was raised in Connecticut with a silver spoon in her mouth.”
“Yeah, I did that. I didn’t want her to be in these streets. It’s one thing for me, but I wanted her to have a chance at her dreams.”
“That’s one thing I regret that I didn’t do when it came to Yolani.”
“Your pops spoiled any innocence that Yolani would have had left. Since the shit happened with your moms, it changed something in her. If you spent money sending her to schools and away from here, it would have been a waste of money.”
“I just didn’t want her to end up like this. The signs should have been in my face and I didn’t see them. She was calling out for help and I was too consumed with my own life.”
“No, you were too busy taking care of your family. You’ve always put everyone first and for once, you didn’t and that’s fine. You found love, had a daughter and have a chance at having the family you always wanted. You can’t save everyone.”
“I agree. I could have saved my sister though.”
“No, you couldn’t. She did what she did because she’s hurting. Instead of dealing with the shit with therapy, she chose to self medicate and keep it away from us. She’s getting the help she needs now.”
Grape had always been good with breaking shit down for me and I appreciated him for that. With this, I couldn’t let him make me feel better about it. I failed. Yolani needed me and I wasn’t there for my sister. As her brother, I should have been there for her, and I wasn’t. There was nothing or no one who could tell me that I wasn’t wrong because I felt wrong with every piece of my body.
“I hear you. Let me go spend some time with my ladies. I’ll get with you about business tomorrow.”
“Bet.” We dapped hands and he headed out of my office.
When I made it into the kitchen, Golden was sitting with Yaya with a smirk on her face. She stared at me with a smile fixed upon her face. “Today is Gyan’s last day and then he’s out for spring break. I figured we could go to on a little vacation with the kids.”
“I like the way you thinking, but right now isn’t the best time with Pit Pat being gone.”
“She already done talked me into going.” Pit Pat came into the kitchen with her bags packed. “I have to drop these off to Yolani’s house and then I’ll be back tomorrow. It’s best I give her some time with the therapist and sober coach. I have a feeling she’s being so hard and difficult because I’m there.”
“Is that going to mess with her progress?”
“Even if it would, Big Ben wouldn’t allow it to. He’s concerned with that girl and has put his best effort to make sure she’s fine. A few days apart will be good for her.”
“Why you in here being sneaky?” I held Golden’s chin and kissed her on the lips. A vacation with the family wasn’t something that was on my mind, but it didn’t sound bad.
“Shit. Baru is c—”
“Baru is coming and you’re going on vacation. He can meet with Grape and get everything handled. There’s no need for you to be there.”
Pit Pat had an answer for every excuse I tried to toss their way. “Ight. I guess we need to be booking flights.”
“Jet is already fueled and waiting. It’s at a private airstrip in Edison, New Jersey.”
“Pit, what are you talking about?”
“Do you think Baru travels commercial? Do you really think he’s going to allow his only nephew to travel commercial when it comes to transporting his family and handling business?”
Each time I thought I heard and seen it all with this family, something else popped up that left me speechless. A private jet was something I dreamed about. My ass was too frugal and lowkey to purchase one for myself. I flew commercial and it was probably why I pissed Baru off when I left Belize. He wanted me to fly in his jet and I refused because I wanted to get home as soon as possible.
“A private jet?” Golden gasped. “See, I was thinking first class and was excited, but a private jet is something else.”
“Spoiled ass,” I joked and she stood up and kissed me on the cheek. “Well, we’re going to the Bahamas. I’m going to go pack some stuff for me, Yaya and Gyan.” She put Yaya over her shoulder and switched out the room.
“You ready to marry that handful?” Pit Pat giggled as she sat down in her seat. I noticed her ankles and they were swollen. Knowing Pit Pat,
if I complained about her working herself too hard, she would get upset with me. I planned to mention it briefly for her to relax and take it easy, and leave it at that.
“In a heartbeat. How did you know about the marriage?”
“Boy, I was born into this cartel. You don’t think I know the requirements on being head of the throne.”
“Baru wants me to marry some chick over there.”
“Zalia is a beautiful woman. She’s not the woman for you. Golden is the woman for you, and she comes with baggage, but she’s worth sorting through that.”
“I agree. How you been, Pit?”
“Good. I saw you staring at my ankles.”
“Why they so swollen? Stop trying to be everything for everyone. We need you here with us, not dead.”
“Boy, hush. I’ve been soaking my ankles at night. You should see the number that child did to her home. I had to get that house straightened up. You and Ben better stop trying to be my parent.”
“We can hire someone to clean the house. You don’t need to do all of that.”
“No one is allowed inside those doors that don’t belong. Let me handle things the way I know how with my grandchild. Tell security to go ahead and bring me back over to her place.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
There was no need to argue with her and make her see things from my way. Pit Pat was stubborn and did things her way. She didn’t listen to anyone and wanted things to go her way. It was part of the reason she and Yolani bumped heads; they were just alike. I did as she asked but I made a mental note to have a doctor swing by the crib when we got back from vacation to check her out. Right now, I needed to go on this vacation they wanted to spring on me last minute.
Nassau, Bahamas
“You didn’t want to listen to me and look, you’re having an amazing time.” Golden kissed me on the cheek as she laid in my arms. We were laying in a hammock in the back of our villa on the resort. The water was crashing on the rocks as we overlooked the sea and the infinity pool that was in the backyard.
“Shit, I wasn’t happy about it, but seeing the look on Gyan and your face make it all worth it.”
“Don’t forget about Yaya and Pit Pat’s face.”
“Yaya’s face lights up like that when she sees a bottle. And Pit Pat, I’m glad she’s relaxing and letting these people wait on her.”
“Me too. I thought she would make them go get some food so she could cook all our meals,” Golden laughed.
We had been here for three days and did just about everything that we could do. I knew I would be back putting in work soon as we touched back home, so we spent every morning like this. Pit Pat was in the kitchen bossing the staff around and the kids were still sleep, so we took this time just for the both of us. The shit felt good to have my woman in my arms and connect on the same level.
“So, I know I said we could chill out today…” I started off and allowed my words to trail off.
“What you did?”
“You and Gyan always watching Animal planet and always melting whenever there’s a pig on there. I pulled some strings and got us a private tour of Piggy island.”
“What? Are you serious?!” she screamed and almost made us flip out of the damn hammock.
“Yeah. I want you both to go and get pictures with the pigs and shit. When he gets up, we’ll go.”
“Baby, I appreciate you so much,” she smiled and kissed me on the lips. “I love you so much.” She kissed me a few more times.
“I got one more surprise.”
“I can’t take another one.”
Pulling up the picture on my phone, I showed her the black and white speckled mini pig I had bought. That shit cost over a grand. “YOU GOT US A PIG!” she screamed even louder this time.
“If you and Gyan talk about a damn pig one more time, me and Pit Pat gonna scream. He’ll be at the crib when we get back home.” She was so excited she couldn’t sit still. “I just want to make you happy.”
“You make me happy. These things are nice, but it’s you that makes me happy in the end.” She gripped my face and started messing with my boxers.
Don’t ask me how the fuck she freed my dick and didn’t manage to dump us over onto the floor. Lifting her nightgown, she exposed that pretty pussy and sat it right down on my dick as I held the sides to the hammock so we didn’t fall. I almost let go of the hammock when that warm and gushy pussy slid right onto my stiff pole. She held my chest as she moved nice and slow so we didn’t fall out this damn tree. It was getting hard to hold onto the damn sides because I wanted to hold onto her waist as she teased me with the little movements she was doing. I finally had enough and let go of the hammock, got us out and carried her to the bedroom. Sliding the door back, I locked it, let the curtains down and tossed her ass onto the bed. Golden was giggling as she waited for me to give her this dope dick. This shit had her crawling up walls and shit.
Her pussy had me addicted too. Who else would run with their ass out while carrying their woman to their room? A nigga who was obsessed with what his woman had between her legs. Golden had her legs cocked open and I slid right inside of them. That shit was so wet that I slipped right inside and started fucking the shit out of her. Lifting her up, I flipped us so she was on top.
“Show me what you wanted to show me out there,” I demanded and she did exactly what I asked. The way she was twerking her ass and fucking the shit out of me, I was ready to put a baby in her ass.
“You like that, baby?” she cooed as she bounced on my dick and reached back and massaged my balls. The shit felt good as fuck and a nigga’s toes were curled the fuck back. My legs were about to look like the Wicked Witch of the West when her ass was crushed by the house on The Wizard of Oz.
“Hell yeah… make your husband to be feel good.”
Soon as the words left my mouth, she jumped off my dick and swallowed me whole while massaging my balls. I had to lean up and see the magic she was down there performing. I caught her in the middle of licking the shaft of my dick like it was a lollipop. Then she opened her mouth like a damn anaconda and swallowed me again. Holding onto her head, I guided her just how deep I wanted her to go, and she didn’t gag. She went down once more, and I nutted then she swallowed it all up once again.
“I told you about that shit,” I said out of breath and shit.
“You mad because I got you out of breath and can’t move.”
“Come sit on my face. I wanna taste that pussy.” She got up and did as she was told. Golden sat that shit right in my face and fucked my face as I licked every inch of her pussy. She was screaming and I knew Pit Pat heard us. Holding onto the headboard, she was moving side by side and my tongue followed her.
“I’m ‘bout to cum, babeeeeee!” she screamed out and released that sweet nectar onto my tongue. Licking that shit up, she flipped off me and laid on my chest.
The sex between us was always fucking amazing. We would be in this bitch fucking for hours if time allowed us. We had to shower and get ready for this damn pig tour. Golden thought we were just going to look at this island with pigs, but I bought her engagement ring and planned to propose to her. Even though she knew about us getting married, I still wanted to do things the right way. We laid there for a bit in each other’s arms and a nigga felt blessed as shit.
7
Golden
Piggy Island, Exumas Bahamas
Today has been a dream come true for both me and Gyan. I had no one except Yoshon to thank for today. It was just the three of us who went on this private tour. Yoshon must have paid out the ass for it to be just three of us on this boat. There were a bunch of different tour boats doing the same tour, but we were the only people on our boat. Security was with us and I rolled my eyes because I didn’t want them to tag along. Yoshon insisted that they had to come along because we were traveling out of the country. Even they couldn’t mess up the day we had so far. We fed Rock Iguanas, had lunch at some local fish market and now we were on the boat on our way
to visit the pigs. The tour guide said they liked to leave the pigs for the last part of the tour. Either way, I couldn’t wait to go and spend time with the pigs.
“Mom, can we get an iguana when we get back home?” Gyan asked me.
The Iguanas wasn’t my favorite part of the tour. Reptiles, in general, made me feel all gross inside, so the fact that he thought we would get one was almost hilarious. “No, we’re not getting one of those nasty things.”
“Yeah, me and you can go to Pet Smart when we get home,” Yoshon told him the opposite of what the hell I had just told him.
“Thank you, Mr. Yoshon!” He hugged him tightly and stuck his tongue at me, then went to finish talking to the tour guide.
Yoshon turned my way and I mean mugged him. “What now? Dang, you grilling me all hard and shit.”
“Because I told him one thing and you said fuck what I had just told him.”
He pulled me close to him and kissed me on the lips. “Babe, you taking this too far. You don’t want him to get one because you’re scared of the shit. When it comes to important shit, I would never. You’re his mother and I’m not trying to step on those lines.”
He was right. I was scared and that’s why I told him no. Who the hell was going to take care of that thing? “I don’t want him to be too spoiled. He can’t have everything he wants and I don’t want him to think that he can. It’s already enough that we live with you in that huge home, he gets driven to school in fancy cars and has an entire room filled with toys, you continue to buy him when he mentions them.”
“He’s not spoiled. Gyan is a good kid, respectful and helps out in the house. If he asks for a damn Nerf gun, I’m gonna make sure I get it because he’s a big help when it comes to Yaya.”
“I just don’t want to raise a boy that’s entitled.”
“And you won’t.”
“If you look over the boat, you’ll start to see the pigs,” the tour guide explained and we stared out into the water. As the boat neared, you could see the pigs swimming and having a good time. There was a beach filled with people taking pictures and selfies with the pigs.