“Akira!” I shouted in laughter.
“What? It be them quiet ones that be the big freaks.”
“Anyway,” I said, hurriedly changing the subject. “How long have you been helping Raheem with the real clean up?”
Akira lifted her eyebrows before she nodded with understanding. “Yesterday was only my fourth time. He said he doesn’t like me around the violence, but behaving my head about to go through the headboard when he see’s me fucking somebody up with my butterfly knife.”
I burst into laughter. “Okay, see I thought I was tripping, but Seojun was staring at me like he wanted to snatch off my drawls when I was beating up Z.”
“He probably did girl! These men are definitely different and when we show that we aren’t afraid to be apart of their world, that gets them harder than trigonometry math.”
We slapped hands in laughter and continued to talk and sip on wine until we dosed off. It had only been two days and I had been into so much drama that my body finally crashed. After a few hours, the plane landed in Vegas and we were placing our bags in the trunk of a car. I could feel my heart racing. This was it. In just a few hours, I would be married to essentially a stranger, but if I had to choose, I’m glad it was Seojun.
While I slept during the flight, he did everything that he promised. My grandmother and her caregiver were moved into one of his vacant homes and he added me to all of his bank accounts. The mortgage was paid in full and he deposited fifty thousand dollars into Yolanda’s account so that she could take care of my nana without worrying about a missed paycheck.
“I’m starving. Let’s grab some food,” Seojun said, rubbing his stomach.
“Already on it, bossman. There’s a barbacoa and shrimp burrito in the limo. Plus, a few street tacos for you, Addison. Akira and I will meet y’all at the chapel.”
Seojun nodded and escorted me into the limo. “Good looking out.”
“No problem. Oh, Seojun, don’t be mean if Addison asks for some of one of those burritos.”
Addison looked over her shoulder. “Why you say that?”
Raheem laughed. “Because Seojun’s hungry ass don’t like to share food.”
Seojun threw him the middle finger before we got into the limo. My eyes widened when I saw all of the food sitting inside the car causing my mouth to water. I was grateful that it was mexican food, because I could never say no to some tacos. Seojun grabbed one of the burritos that was the size of a small chihuahua and rubbed his hands together.
“Damn, you going to eat all of that?”
“Hell yeah!”
As soon as Seojun got settled, he snatched the drawls off the burritos and was going in. I had never seen someone so lean and fit be able to eat so much food. Not that I had a problem with that because your girl knew how to throw down on some food, too.
“Here,” Seojun said, scooting next to me. “Take a bite.”
“You’re willing to share your food with me? I assumed you weren’t the sharing type after what Raheem said.”
“I’m not. I maybe small, but I love food and I hate sharing. Well, except if it’s with you. You, I don’t mind sharing with.”
A smile spread across my face as I leaned over and took a bite. Different flavors and seasonings burst into my mouth, across my taste buds. I closed my eyes and moaned with delight.
“This is the best thing I’ve ever tasted.”
Seojun groaned causing me to open my eyes. He was gripping the burrito so hard, all of the filling damn near fell out. His eyes roamed over my body before staying on my lips causing my body to warm. His stare was so intense and full of desire that it caused my pussy to pulse with need. Seojun reached towards my face and glided his thump across ms the corner of my mouth. My breath quickenas he slipped the same thumb into his mouth, licking off the left over sauce from my face. I swallowed and squeezed my thighs together.
“Enjoy your tacos, yeobo.”
Seojun and I got our marriage certificate completed at the county office and were now in the wedding chapel. Standing at the mirror in the bridal’s suite, I looked over the dress that Akira had picked out for me. It was a beautiful white strapless wedding gown with lace intertwined down the sleeves. The back had buttons going down the middle of my back to the top of my ass. It was asymmetric and flowed just past my feet, but it wasn’t long enough to make me trip. The way this dress hugged my curves while showing off my full breast made me smile.
“Girl, you look fine as fuck!”
I laughed out loud. “Thanks boo.”
“Did you put that special gift I gave you on, too?” Akira asked, fixing my hair in the veil.
I huffed out a chuckle before rolling my eyes. “You mean those two thin ass pieces of fabric they call undergarments.”
