Page 45 of Surrender
“Well, hey cousin-in-law!” She pulled him in for a hug and quickly pulled away. “Fair warning, you hurt my sis, and I will cut you.”
“I don’t want no smoke. I promise she’s in good hands. I ain’t playing about her.”
He pulled me into his arms and kissed my lips, causing me to blush.
“Jess should be here in a little bit. I made you ladies some drinks and a few snacks. Help yourselves.”
“Oh he’s hospitable!” Myra exclaimed. “Okay, boo. You might have a good one. Let me see what these drinks are hitting for.”
She sashayed into the kitchen, leaving Jacob and I alone.
“I think I made a good first impression,” he said.
“I think you did.”
When Jessa finally arrived, one couldn’t tell that we hadn’t known each other our whole lives. We were laughing, dancing, and just having a good time. She and Myra clicked immediately, and I think it was because they were so much alike, even with the eight-year age difference.
“Oooo girl! That ass is fat!” Jessa declared, grabbing a hand full of Myra’s ass.
My girl was wearing a backless halter top and a pair of distressed shorts that my grandma would have dubbed coochie cutters, and a pair of strappy heels. My bitch looked good, and she knew it.
“Ain’t it, though?” she said, winding her hips. “I’m trying to hypnotize me a nigga tonight.”
We shared a laugh. I could admit, we all looked good as hell. Jessa sported an all-white, strapless catsuit with white strappy heels. Her hair was done in fresh faux locs that she’d been swinging since she got here.
I’d chosen a black, jeweled corset top, with a pair of hunter-green cargo pants that hugged my curves, and a pair of black stilettos. I styled my natural curls into a faux-hawk and accessorized with gold jewelry.
“If somebody wasn’t married to my brother, we’d be thirst-trapping tonight,” Jess said, with a giggle.
I rolled my eyes. “Just know I get to come home to my man.”
“Here she goes,” Myra said. “She’s gonna my man, my man, my man us to death.”
“And is!”
We shared a laugh before snapping a shitload of pictures. They packed their bags and placed them neatly in the corner of the room before we headed into the living room. Jacob was in the kitchen cleaning up and made his way over when we appeared.
He frowned when he saw Jessa. “Where yo’ clothes at?”
“On my damn body. Don’t start your shit, Jake. I’m fully covered.”
He gave her a side eye before turning to me. A grin broke out on his face, and he licked his lips.
“Damn, Mrs. Mitchell. You look good as fuck. Come here.”
I blushed as I went into his arms. His hands went to my ass, and his lips to mine. Right in front of his sister and my bestie, he tongued me down like he was ready to rip me right outta my clothes.
“Damn! Do y’all wanna go get one off before we leave or what!” Jessa exclaimed.
“Hush, girl,” Jacob said, glancing over at her. “Let me love on my wife in peace. You look beautiful, baby.”
“Thank you, baby.”
“Are y’all ready to go?”
“Yes. We have everything.”
“Myra mentioned where you all were going, so I got you a VIP section.”