In The Company of My Sistahs (18 page)
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Authors: Angie Daniels
Chapter 30
KAYLA
W
hen they got back to the hotel, Nadine went up to the room while Kayla went to grab herself a hamburger. While she was walking away chewing happily on her sandwich, she spotted Renee sitting at the bar. It was barely three o'clock and she had already been going strong since this morning. She shook her head as she moved to stand beside her.
hen they got back to the hotel, Nadine went up to the room while Kayla went to grab herself a hamburger. While she was walking away chewing happily on her sandwich, she spotted Renee sitting at the bar. It was barely three o'clock and she had already been going strong since this morning. She shook her head as she moved to stand beside her.
“You are going to be drunk before we even get to the club.”
Renee scowled. “Quit trying to act like my mama. I'm trying to enjoy my vacation.”
Kayla rolled her eyes and took a seat on the stool beside her.
“Here you go, sexy. Tequila and pineapple.” Kayla glanced down at his name tag, which read THOMAS. He smiled as he sat another glass before her.
“You are too good to me.” Renee blew him a kiss as she slid the drink next to another glass that was half empty.
Kayla noticed the way he looked at Renee before he moved to serve a customer at the other end of the bar. It was obvious she had spent the afternoon flirting with the cutie. Kayla slapped her knee. “Dang, Renee, I guess tonight you're going to be the one doing the serving.”
Renee rolled her eyes. “Girl, ain't nothing wrong with a little harmless flirting. The more attention I give him the stronger my drinks get.”
Kayla sucked her teeth. “And like any other man he's going to want something in return.”
Renee swung around on the seat and glanced over in Thomas's direction, studying the strong contours of his face. “Shit, anything is possible.”
“What about Everton?”
She scrunched up her lips. “Fuck him! He ain't my man.”
Kayla tossed a hand in the air. “Whatever, girl. The rate you're going, tomorrow you'll be trying to screw a lifeguard.”
“Bitch, don't hate,” Renee snapped.
“Who's hating? Be glad I care enough to say something.”
“Point taken, now leave the shit alone. If I want to fuck every employee at this resort then that's my business. I'll never see any of these mothafuckas again no way.” She then raised the half-empty glass to her lips and finished the drink.
Kayla blew out a huff of breath. She was too through.
Thomas returned. “Renee, can I get your friend something?”
Kayla shook her head. “No, nothing.”
“Girl, you only live once. Come on, it's my treat.” She then started cracking up like she had suddenly remembered that drinks were free.
“You know I don't drink.”
“You used to until you went and got all holy and shit.”
“Well, I've changed.”
Renee gave her a dismissive wave. “Live a little. Thomas, make her holy ass a Shirley Temple.”
“One Shirley Temple coming right up.” When he moved to make her a drink, Renee turned to her. “Loosen up a little.”
“I am loose.”
“No, you're not. You've been moping since yesterday over that no-neck mothafucka.”
Kayla glanced over her shoulder, ignoring Renee.
“Fuck Rev. All the dick running around this island. You can do a whole hell of a lot better than him.”
Kayla didn't bother to answer.
“Play dumb if you want to, but I ain't the one letting some man make me look like a damn fool. That man doesn't care about anybody but himself. To him you are just another piece of ass.”
Kayla rolled her eyes at that last comment and was thankful Thomas had returned with her drink. Sometimes Renee could say some real hurtful shit.
Kayla remained quiet because she knew Renee was trying to comfort her in her own tactless way. All the years they had known each other Renee was loud, blunt, and lacked compassion. She had always given unwanted advice and butted her nose in where she wasn't needed. She had hurt Kayla's feelings many times but regardless of how much it hurt she had never stood up to her. Not once had she confronted her about how much her words hurt.
Like now.
However, this was one time when Renee was right. Reverend Leroy Brown had made her look like the biggest fool, and it hurt. It hurt like hell and all she wanted to do was go curl up in a corner until the pain went away. Renee expected her to just get up and move onâthe same way she handled things.
She glanced at her out the side of her eyes, watching her openly flirting with the bartender, and shook her head. Renee had never been one to let anything or anyone stand in her way.
Kayla's spirits lifted slightly as she thought about her dinner date tomorrow with Clayton. Beautiful smile, gorgeous body, and he had done something that no other guy had. Instead of trying to climb into her bed, he had asked her to dinner. Maybe Renee was right. Maybe she did need to quit moping over Leroy and get on with her life.
“Ooh, Kayla. Look!”
Kayla rolled her eyes and reached for her glass. Thomas had gone to serve another customer, and without even looking in the direction of her eyes, she knew Renee had already found someone else to focus her attention on.
“Damn, that Clayton O'Neal is fine.”
Clayton.
Her heart fluttered as she glanced at the pool, where Clayton and RD were standing at the side. Her mouth dropped open as she took in how good he looked in his swim shorts. Better than before. The sun was beaming down on him. His body was glistening as if he had bathed in baby oil.
Renee shook her head with appreciation. “Mmm, mmm, mmm, I'm going to get me some of that.” She finished her drink in one gulp, then slid off the bar stool. “Come on Kayla, we're going swimming.”
“Butâ”
“No buts.”
Any further protests were cut off when Renee grabbed her hand and yanked her off the stool.
Reluctantly she followed her down the path, past the pool. Kayla moved fast so that Clayton wouldn't try to stop her. He waved and before she could raise her hand, Renee waved back. As soon as the two of them were out of sight, Renee started talking nonstop, with her hands flying through the air.
“Girl, did you see how good that mothafucka looked? Damn, I am going to get me some of that.”
“What about Thomas?”
“Girl, fuck Thomas. I'm gonna get me some rich dick tonight. That broke-ass negro Thomas will still be there tomorrow.”
She dashed into the building and up the stairs to their room before Kayla could catch her second wind. Shaking her head, she moved to wait for the elevator.
With a sigh, she realized she needed to let Renee know that the guy she was acting a fool over had asked her to dinner tomorrow night. But to be honest, Kayla was actually getting a kick out of the entire situation because for once someone was interested in her, not Renee. Between the two of them there had never been any competition, because men always preferred Renee over her, but this was one time things were different. As she boarded the elevator, Kayla giggled like a kid with a secret she was burning to tell.
By the time she made it up to the room, Renee was padding around in a yellow string bikini, hunting for her flip-flops.
“Kayla, girl, what took you so long? Hurry up and get changed.”
“I'm not changing.”
“Fine, don't change. Just wait until I find my shoes and we can go.” She stuck her head under the bed, looking for her left shoe. Kayla lowered onto her bed.
“Girl, while I am working Clayton's fine ass, I'm going to get him to hook you up with his boy RD.” She paused long enough to shake her head. “Now that brotha might resemble a frog but don't even trip. Remember that his ass is rich.”
Kayla didn't say a word as she sat and watched Renee run around like a chicken with its head cut off, while talking nonstop about how she was going to coochie-whip his ass and leave him begging for more. Kayla could not resist a chuckle, although she knew she needed to tell Renee the truth, but she just couldn't seem to make her lips work.
“Found it!” Renee squealed as she slipped the shoe on her foot. “Clayton O'Neal, you are mine tonight,” she said as she moved over to the mirror to take one final look. She quickly lacquered her lips and pursed them together to blot the mauve color evenly.
“All right, let's roll.” She signaled for Kayla to follow and headed toward the door.
As soon as she turned the knob, she blurted, “Renee, wait!”
She swung around with her hands planted at her bare waist. “Damn, Kayla, what? Don't tell me your ass is tripping over Leroy's ass again?”
She pursed her lips. Renee was starting to get on her last nerve. “No, it's not about Leroy, it's about Clayton.”
Her brow rose. “Clayton? What about Clayton?”
She took a deep breath, then said, “He's taking me out to dinner tomorrow night.”
Renee's mouth dropped to the floor. Kayla wished she had pulled out her camera, because the look was priceless.
After Renee closed her mouth, she stepped away from the door. “Let me get this straight. Clayton asked you out to dinner?”
Kayla nodded her head and Renee started cracking up. Her reaction angered her.
“What's so funny?”
“Nothing, nothing at all,” she replied as she moved to take a seat on her bed. “When did this happen?”
“Nadine and I ran into them across the street and he asked me then.”
Her gaze narrowed, then before she could blink, Renee playfully slapped her arm. “Damn, ho. Why the hell you didn't tell me instead of getting my coochie all wet and shit.”
“I tried but I couldn't get your crazy behind to shut up.”
Renee crossed her legs and started laughing again. “Go head with yo bad self.”
“You aren't mad?”
“Shit. Why the hell would I be mad?”
She simply shrugged.
“Girl, you can have his ass. Shit, if I wanted him, I could have jumped his bones at the party last night.”
Kayla frowned. Nadine hadn't mentioned seeing Clayton at the party last night.
“Well, shit, I'm dressed now. We might as well go down to the pool and hang out with him and his butt-ugly friend.”
“No-no-no!”
Renee rose. “You either bring your ass downstairs or I'm going to tell him all about you.” She then dashed out the door before Kayla could stop her.
Chapter 31
RENEE
T
o say I was stunned would be an understatement. Not that I was hating on my girl or anything, but damn, how could Clayton have passed up an opportunity to have the best sex of his life to take my girl out to dinner? Shit, if he preferred Kool-Aid to Moët then that's his damn business. It wasn't like he was giving up any dick anyway. However, even as I say that, a part of me just couldn't give up that easily. I mean, damn, last night I thought the two of us had made a connection. We had sat out on the deck talking until he started to drift off to sleep. I leaned over and kissed both of his eyelids until he opened them again. Clayton then walked me to my room and said good night. Damn, so why didn't he ask my ass out to dinner? That's what I wanted to know. And that was exactly what I intended to find out. I love my girl, but I like a challenge. And Clayton was definitely a challenge.
o say I was stunned would be an understatement. Not that I was hating on my girl or anything, but damn, how could Clayton have passed up an opportunity to have the best sex of his life to take my girl out to dinner? Shit, if he preferred Kool-Aid to Moët then that's his damn business. It wasn't like he was giving up any dick anyway. However, even as I say that, a part of me just couldn't give up that easily. I mean, damn, last night I thought the two of us had made a connection. We had sat out on the deck talking until he started to drift off to sleep. I leaned over and kissed both of his eyelids until he opened them again. Clayton then walked me to my room and said good night. Damn, so why didn't he ask my ass out to dinner? That's what I wanted to know. And that was exactly what I intended to find out. I love my girl, but I like a challenge. And Clayton was definitely a challenge.
Shit. Maybe he was attracted to her spiritual side and if so, that's cool. I'm only interested in his sexual side. I know you're probably thinking, this bitch is a trip, but you've got to understand I hate feeling rejected, and that is exactly how I am feeling. Besides, I am used to getting what I want, so why stop now? If I can have Clayton tonight, he will be back in time to take Kayla out to dinner tomorrow.
I took the stairs two at a time and sashayed down the path toward the pool. I knew Kayla's ass wasn't coming any time soon. So that gave me a chance to check out Clayton for myself.
I moved over to find the other players and their wives sitting around the pool. I sashayed over to where Clayton was standing and laughing with RD.
“Yo, what do we have here?” I heard RD say.
I shook my ass just a little harder.
“Whassup, Clayton?”
He smiled down at me. “Hey, Renee.”
My lips curled into a generous smile. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”
I moved up as close as I could, then crossed my arms over my chest. “I hear you're taking my roommate out to dinner tomorrow.”
His brow rose. “Kayla's your roommate?”
I nodded. “And my best friend. She's been through quite a bit these past couple of days so yo ass had better treat her right.”
He frowned. “What did I tell you about your mouth?”
I faked innocence. “Oops. My bad.”
He smiled, seeming pleased with my weak-ass apology. “Don't worry. I'ma take good care of your girl.”
“You better or I am going to come looking for you.” I pursed my lips seductively. He was trying not to make it obvious but I could see him checking out all my assets.
“How come you didn't ask me to dinner?” I pouted prettily. I didn't give him a chance to answer. I leaned into him and rested a palm against his moist chest. “You coulda had me for dessert,” I purred. “What I've got is better than homemade apple pie.”
I knew my words were affecting him because I could feel his heart pounding against my hand. Damn! Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Kayla coming across the lawn. Slowly, I stepped away from Clayton and turned on my heels. As I moved away from the pool area, I spotted that Hispanic bitch glaring at me. I stared her down until she had no choice but to look down at her lap. With a chuckle, I moved to meet Kayla.
She shook her head disapprovingly. “I hope you didn't embarrass me.”
“Nah, you know I got your back. I told Clayton he better treat you right, otherwise his ass is mine.”
She groaned and we moved toward the restaurant where Lisa and Nadine were eating. Glancing over my shoulder, I spotted Clayton still standing in the same exact spot watching. My lips curled in a triumphant smile. Before this trip is over, I'm going to have that fine mothafucka in my bed.
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