The Next Day
I left the store with my bag in hand, thanking the sales associate. Lo called me as I walked around the mall.
"So, how does Zo feel about you and Aubrey?" Lo asked.
"Honestly, I'm not too sure. Some days he seems fine, but some days he's quiet. He's trying to get used to it, which I understand. I just don't like that he has Klay in his ear," I explained.
"So he's still getting closer to Klay's trifling ass?" Lo asked.
"Yeah, which I don't understand. I mean, I guess I get it, but it's like he doesn't see that Klay is using him. You've denied your child all these years, but as soon as he starts getting recognition, you're a dad of the year. Zo is going to have to learn the hard way," I vented, walking into another store. A text from Aubrey popped up on my phone.
"Missing you, A.P," Aubrey's text read as I adjusted my right AirPod.
"Miss you more, Mr. Graham," I replied.
"Girl, did you hear me?" Lo asked, interrupting my thoughts. I chuckled.
"Lo, my phone was acting up," I smiled, browsing through some shoes. Aubrey sent another text, this time with a picture of himself.
"This nigga knows exactly what he's doing..." I muttered.
"Bitch, what are you talking about?" Lo asked.
"Nothing, girl. So anyway, what are y'all doing tonight?" I asked.
"I don't know, Lana is talking about how she wants to go to dinner while Summer wants to go to the club. You know me, I'm down for whatever since I'm not talking to Chubbs at the moment," Lo said.
"Oh boy, what happened now?" I asked, debating whether to get these shoes.
"Some bitch was texting his phone, and he doesn't think anything is wrong with it. So, I haven't talked to him since yesterday. I think he flew out there with y'all, so you'll probably be seeing his ugly ass," she said, clearly upset.
"Who was the girl?" I asked.
"Chile, I don't know... I'm over it," she said, though I could tell she wasn't.
"Yea, ok," I chuckled.
"You better watch, Aubrey. That nigga always has some bitches sniffing around," Lo warned.
"Lo, don't even do that," I shook my head.
"You're right. Anyway, I'll talk to you later. I'm about to call Lana," she said.
"Bye, girl!" I hung up just as Aubrey called.
"Yes, Mr. Graham? Are you done?" I asked.
"I'll take this in a size 8.5," I said to the sales associate.
"Yes, we just finished, Baby. Where are you?" Aubrey asked the boys' voices loud in the background.
"I'm at Neiman's. I see some shoes," I said, smiling at the associate who handed me the shoes.
"Neiman's huh? Heels?" he asked.
"Of course," I smirked, trying on a pair. I stood and looked in the mirror.
"So these will be worn tonight while I'm working that shit," Aubrey said, his voice low.
"Mr. Graham, behave. You're nasty, you know that?" I teased.
"Shit, you're just as nasty as me. Last night? The elevator? You pulled my shit out on the elevator, A.P.," he chuckled.
"I did no such thing, that was Anastasia," I laughed.
"Oh yeah, Anastasia is something," he chuckled, before getting distracted.
"This nigga Chubbs showed up, baby," Aubrey said.
"Mmhmm, I know. Lo sent his ass off," I said, finishing up with the shoes. I nodded to the associate to take them to the register.
"Will that be all?" he asked.
"Yes, just these," I said.
"Who are you talking to, A.P?" Aubrey asked, now FaceTiming me. I answered and smiled.
"I'm talking to the young man who works here. I'm about to pay for my shoes," I said.
"Let me see them," he said as I walked up to the counter. I opened the box and held up one shoe for him to see.
"Oh yeah... you better have them on tonight. I'll pay for them," he mumbled.
"Aubrey, I'm paying, now," I said.
"Yeah, just let me know how much and I'll give you that money! I'm about to head back to the hotel. Meet me there," he said.
"Ok, I'll see you in a few, Mr. Graham," I replied, smiling as I ended the call.
Back At The Hotel
I walked into the hotel lobby, spotting Chubbs talking with a few of Aubrey's assistant coaches. I waved at them before heading to the elevator. As I rode up, I received a text from Zo.
"Ma, can Cairo come over? We're just going to be chilling and playing the game," he wrote. I was about to say yes, but then I remembered he was on punishment.
"No, Zo. You know you're on punishment. You're lucky I didn't take anything from you," I replied just as the elevator doors opened on our floor.
Unlocking the door with my keycard, I stepped inside to find music playing and the shower running. I took off my shoes and slipped into my slippers, making my way to the bedroom.
Aubrey's clothes were strewn everywhere, showing how messy he could be on the road. I chuckled and began picking up his clothes, tossing them into the bag he used for dirty laundry.
Sitting on the bed, I received a text from Aubrey. Opening it, I saw another picture of him, this time in the shower... Now why does his simple ass have his phone in the shower.
After about ten minutes, Aubrey walked out, completely naked. Of course, I couldn't help but stare. He didn't even notice me lying on the bed as he put on his socks and gazed at himself in the mirror.
"You good over there?" I asked, making him jump and turn around.
"A.P, don't fucking do that. Damn, baby," he chuckled, surprised. I walked over, grabbed his underwear, and handed it to him before he leaned in to kiss me.
"What? You looked like you were having a time in the mirror," I teased as he put on his underwear.
"Anyway, you up for going to dinner with the team and my coaches tonight? Then maybe the bar after, just us and probably Chubbs. Nothing crazy," he asked, putting on his Nike sweatpants.
"Yeah, that's okay with me," I agreed as he stood in front of me."I'm tired, baby," he said, looking down at me.
"Well, take a nap. You probably need it. We didn't sleep much since you decided to wake me up, poking me with that thing," I said, pointing down with a smirk.
"You love this thing here. Don't front, A.P. But yeah, I probably should take that nap. You taking one with me?" he asked.
"I guess. Let me put my hair up," I said, standing up, but Aubrey didn't move. Instead, he lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.
"No need, I'm about to mess this hair up first," he said before kissing me.
"Nope, you're taking a nap," I insisted as he let me down.
"You're lucky I'm dead tired, A.P. You know I'd be breaking your back," he teased before getting into bed. I rolled my eyes and headed into the bathroom.
"Keep rolling those eyes, A.P.! Keep on," he called after me.
Later, we walked into the restaurant where a separate room was reserved for us. The team and the assistant coaches were already there, along with Chubbs, who was getting on my nerves and asking about Lauren.
"April, I'm just saying. She made a big deal out of nothing. She knows that I wouldn't mess around on her. She just wanted an excuse to fight with me," Chubbs complained as we sat down at our table.
"Chubbs, your problems with Lauren have nothing to do with me. Now if you're doing something wrong that would hurt my sister, of course, my ass will be on you just like she is. You two just need to talk, and you need to explain this situation to her
," I said firmly as a waitress approached with menus.
"Yeah, you're right, but she won't even talk to me," he sighed just as one of the players walked over and sat down, placing his arm over my shoulder.
"Ms. April, you know your cooking is still my favorite. We need another dinner for the team... or just me," Isaiah grinned.
"Oh, just you, huh?" I teased with a smirk.
"Yeah, Ms. April. Coach G is getting all your cooking. Tell him to share," Isaiah joked just as Aubrey walked over to our table.
"Isaiah, get the hell out of my seat," Aubrey said, mean-mugging him. Isaiah got up, but not before saying something to Aubrey that caused him to playfully hit the back of his head.
"I'm gone, Coach," Isaiah laughed as he rejoined his teammates.
"You have these young guys on you now?" Aubrey asked, sitting down next to me, his hands already wandering.
"Oh please, and keep your hands to yourself while we're out," I smiled, kissing his cheek.
"My hands belong on you, don't play," he murmured in my ear as Chubbs gave us a bored look. The waitress came over, and Aubrey ordered a drink, earning a side-eye from me because I knew that was just the start.
"So, one drink here and one drink at the bar, right?" I asked with a cute smile. He leaned in to kiss me instead of answering.
"A.P., let's go to the car for a few minutes. This dress, baby!" he said, but I frowned and shook my head, turning to face Chubbs, who was now texting.
"Aubrey, you're nasty," I blushed as our drinks were brought out.
"And you make me nasty, Baby," he said, his voice a little deeper than usual. I turned to look at him to see him sitting back with his eyes closed.
"What's wrong with you?" I chuckled, and he opened his eyes, leaning closer to me.
"You," he said before kissing my lips and then getting up to talk to Steph and the other assistant coaches.
"Something is wrong with your brother, Chubbs," I said, taking a sip of my margarita.
"That's all you, April," he smirked before looking back at his phone.
After Dinner
"We look good together, A.P.," Aubrey said, his arms around me as we stood in front of the mirror, kissing me. We had come back to the hotel because Aubrey wanted to change his clothes. We were getting ready to go out with Chubbs.
"Yes, especially since you aren't in Nike," I joked.
"Baby, stop playing. You know you love me in Nike, especially certain pants," he said with a smirk.
"Oh please," I chuckled.
"Come on, let's take a picture," Aubrey said, reaching into his pocket and handing me his phone. After taking some pictures, we left the suite and met Chubbs downstairs. He was standing to the side, on the phone, clearly fussing about something. I knew exactly who he was talking to.
"Lo is on the phone," I said to Aubrey as we walked towards Chubbs, holding hands.
"Oh, I'm sure," Aubrey says. Chubbs looked up and saw us and got off the phone.
" Are you good?" I asked. He nodded and we walked out to Aubrey's car.
" Chubbs, you drive. I'm getting in the back with April." Aubrey said before biting at my ear.
" What the fuck do I look like? Uber?" He mumbled before we got into the car.
We arrived at a lively Caribbean-themed lounge, and the music was bumping. We had our own little section, with Aubrey lounging back with a hookah while Chubbs smoked his weed. I could tell he was stressed. My sis Lo was stressing him out. I saw her Instagram story. She, Solàna, and Summer were out, acting up.
"Baby, I want you at every game during this whole tournament," Aubrey said, catching my attention.
"Aww, of course. But you know your buddy will be upset since he's in school," I replied, referring to Juanzo.
"We'll work something out," Aubrey assured after blowing out his hookah.
"Ok," I agreed.
"You want some?" he offered me his hookah.
"Oh, no, you can have that," I declined, frowning, and got up to get a glass of wine. With my wine in hand, I danced back over to Aubrey, and he couldn't take his eyes off me.
"Here you go with that teasing, A.P.," he said as I kept dancing. Aubrey eventually got up and started moving to the beat with me, his hands placed firmly on my hips. He was loving it...
"See this right here..." he began, his hands wandering to my ass.
"Aub..." I let out, feeling a little flustered.
"I want all of this right now, April," he said with force, making me blush before he let me go and pulled me with him.
"Chubbs, we're leaving, nigga," Aubrey said as we headed out. I turned to see Chubbs right behind us. Oh yeah, he drove.
"Y'all nasty mufuckas aren't leaving me,"
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