“I feel like fucking and making up for lost time. You on that type of time with me?”
Grinning, she bobbed her head. “Sure.”
“Now, let me feel that mouth.”
It had been a quiet morning for Lo as he opted to stay inside his head. Bria being pregnant was his saving grace but also a realization he didn’t want to digest. Deep down, he knew if she hadn’t been pregnant, she would’ve left him behind. He didn’t know how to feel about that. Hearing her confess that she loved him was great, but Lo possessed a feeling that her love for him wasn’t enough to keep her.
Lo desired to be wanted. Yes, their relationship had started off arranged. They hadn’t shared any profound feelings for each other. Everything had been planned but he didn’t foresee himself falling so deep in love that she was the only woman he yearned for. So, despite their marriage being of convenience, he still wanted Bria to want him. She claimed she did, but Lo couldn’t fully be at ease with her confession.
Then, there was the baby. Lo was excited but he was also terrified. Knowing he had severe trauma issues made him avoid getting women pregnant. He didn’t want to be a repeat offender or recycle the pain of his past and force it on his child. Failing like Dax had been a major factor of why Lo wasn’t necessarily keen on having children. However, when he married Bria, she made it clear that kids were on the table. Lo had adapted to the idea but now she was pregnant. The inevitable was happening, and he didn’t know how to take it.
“Hey, brother-in-law,” Tori teased, taking a seat right next to him.
They were on a yacht, enjoying the beaming rays of the Isla Mujeres sun. The ocean surrounded them, caressing his ear with the most soothing waves he’d ever heard. Lo had quickly learned that Tori was a ball of joy. She smiled the entire time they had been out there. Sporting an orange two-piece bathing suit with the matching sarong, he understood why Devyn had been hooked all these years.
She extended her hand. “I’m Tori. It’s nice to meet you.”
Lo jokingly smacked her hand away. “I know who the fuck you are.”
“Well, I don't know you. You’ve been the family member that’s always missing in action. My baby don't even know his uncle. You should feel really shitty for that.”
Indeed, Lo did. He bonded with Kylan because he was close to Meco, but he hadn’t had the opportunity to bond with his nephew, Demir.
“Yeah, I do feel bad. I wouldn’t mind coming to get him, but I don't want him to cry when he sees me.”
“He’s going to think you're Meco,” Kaylona chimed in before sitting on the other side of him. “That’s a simple fix.”
“See,” Tori added. “But you can still come around. I know you got beef with Ada and Dax but that has nothing to do with us.”
“Man fuck him,” Devyn kidded, sitting across from them. “Let The Joker stay where the fuck he’s at. He don't need to come to my house.”
“Fuck you.” Lo stuck his middle finger up. “Aye, Tori how does it feel to settle for your stalker?”
She burst out laughing while Devyn mean mugged him.
“He did stalk me just a lil’ bit,” Tori whispered to Lo.
“What you say, Satori?” Devyn interrogated her with narrowed eyes.
“I didn’t say anything.”
“She said you're a stalker bitch, and she’s scared to leave your dumb ass,” Lo instigated.
Tori gasped before laughing. “Lo is lying, babe. I would never say that about you.”
“Lo is messy.” Kaylona shook her head.
He turned to her. “When you gon’ tell Meek that you wanted me first?”
“Aye, Lo don't get fucked up,” Meco warned.
Axel snickered before he took a seat next to his girl, Adrienne. “Damn, she was choosing, huh, Lo?”
“Yep,” he said proudly.
“Oop, Kaylona say it ain't so?” Tori quipped.
She chuckled. “No, Lo is putting twenty on ten. You see, Meco never told me he had a twin, so I started flirting with Lo, thinking it was Meco.”
