Page 22 of Juice
“Nariah, where you at?” Julius asked.
“We’re in the living room.”
“Come out here real quick. I wanna show you something.”
Hopping off the couch I strolled to the front door. “What?” I queried as I neared him.
Julius wrapped his tatted arm around my waist and pulled me into him. “Congratulations baby. I’m so proud of you.” He smirked before kissing me on the lips.
I eyed him suspiciously. “Thank you.”
Grabbing a set of keys out of his pocket he held them up. “Here.”
“Julius.” I gasped. “You bought me a car?”
“Go check it out.” He tilted his head toward the door.
Stepping past him I walked out of the house and sure enough parked in the front was a white Lamborghini Urus with a pink bow sitting on the hood. I could hear clapping behind me, but I was laser focused on my new truck. Hitting the locks I opened the door and hopped in. The interior had been custom done up in pink and black.
When it came to gifts Julius didn’t half ass shit, so I wasn’t surprised in the least. He’d already gifted me twoVan Cleefbracelets when we first got here so I thought that was it. I already had three cars all purchased by him, so I definitely wasn’t expecting a fourth.
Standing in between the door he asked. “You like it?”
Propping my foot up on the door I adjusted my body and leaned against the middle console. “I do. I wasn’t expecting this at all.”
“Tell yo nigga he did good.” He smirked and bit down on his bottom lip.
Tucking my finger in the waistband of his Fendi swim trunks I pulled him closer. “You did good. Thank you, Julius.”
“Ain’t shit.” He waved me off. “On the real I’m very proud of you Nariah. For somebody that don’t slow down you really did that shit.”
“Thanks to you.”
“Nawl all I did was stay on yo ass. You did all of the hard work even on the days where yo ass was dog tired and begging me to let you skip. You still got up and did yo shit. I’m proud of you and I know Jude is too.”
Him saying that made me drop my chin and blush. Like I said the shit was hard as hell, but he was right, I’d done it. “Thank you.”
“We gone go up in Miami this weekend.”
“Hell yeah.” I sang. “Speaking of.” I sat up. “I need to go pack Jude’s bag so he can go to my mama house.”
“You do that while I go get his lil ass out the pool.”
“Who got him?” I asked and looked around.
“Tito.” He chuckled. “I promise he good.”
“He better be.” Julius’s friends played too rough with Jude, and I didn’t like that. He knew I would’ve lost my shit had he said he left him with Lucas or somebody.
Julius pecked me on the lips one final time before going to the back yard. After shutting the door and locking my truck up I linked arms with my sister and strolled back inside. The quicker I could get Jude packed and everybody out of the house—the quicker I could give my man a proper thank you for my new baby.
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“Nari like her truck?”Tito quizzed when I stepped into the back yard.
“You know she did.” Sitting down on the side of the pool I pulled my phone out and checked my text messages. “Everything good for tomorrow?” I asked.
