Danny's POV
After we remind the waiter that we want our food to be on the go, Jaelyn orders two slices of the New York styled cheesecakes for her Cousin Michelle and Luke. It is so nice to meet Cecilia and Chase before their wedding is tomorrow. They tell us that they used to be out-of-control teens that appeared on the Maury Show almost seven years ago. And they use to argue and they reunited on the day of Cecilia's seventeenth birthday bash.
"So, what did you guys do after graduating Venice High School?" Randall asks the pre-married couple.
"Cecilia and I, including two of Cecilia's bridesmaids and two of my groomsmen went to University of Southern California where I majored in Art and Design while Cecilia was majoring in Dancing. I played football at the University and Cecilia was the cheerleader. We graduated from the USC a year early before 2014 because we were taking AP classes and doing summer coursework." Chase answers.
"Also, Cecilia was pregnant with our triplets and my ex-girlfriend lied to me, saying that I wasn't the father because she speculated that Cecilia cheated on me, even though she never did."
What kind of a woman would want to tell lies saying that a man is not the father of his kids that his wife, fiancee, or girlfriend bears for nine months? Some men can be the father while some of them are not. I look at my ragazza amata curve (beloved curvy girlfriend) shaking her head furiously.
"University of Southern California! Danny and my sister went to college along with Jaelyn's sister at the NYU." Randall reminds.
"That's fantastic! What did your sisters study?" Cecilia questions.
"My sisters Kandi and Vera went to college separately. Kandi studied the Latin American Studies and my other sister, Vera majored in Fashion at the Brera Academy in Milan, Italy." Jaelyn replies.
"And Trisha majored in Journalism." I add.
"So, Cecilia and Chase. Is this your first time getting married?" Randall queries. Rolling my eyes and shaking my bed, I groan, "Randall, do you have to ask that stupid question?"
"No, Danny, your brother has the right to ask a question. We were originally supposed to be married last year, but my ex-girlfriend held me captive for a hundred and twenty hours in a sewers and I had to eat one to two meals a day for five days and my captors had me starving on the third day. On the fifth and last day of being held captive, Cecilia shot Wendy, who was my ex-girlfriend and abducted me, Cecilia shot Wendy in the back of her head. I thank God for bringing Cecilia to nurse me back to health and loving me unconditionally." Chase tells the same time he wraps his arm around Cecilia's full waist and gives her a peck on her temples.
"Damn," is all the four of us can say after listening to Chase's story. "While this was going on, I began gaining weight due to the stress that HIV having whore taking Chase from me while we were saying our vows." Cecilia adds. While I'm looking at both Cecilia and Chase, I can even relate them as Jaelyn and I because just like Cecilia; Jaelyn is curvy and she has these perfect curves that keeps me hypnotized and they're something I can grip on at night. I see myself in Chase because his ex-girlfriend was obsessed with similar to Cynthia.
"Jaelyn and Kendra, I need you ladies to keep your men on a tight leash because he's gonna need it. And don't you ladies ever let a whore snatch your man away from you. These nasty whores are thirsty for the physical appearance on your man." Cecilia counsels. Jaelyn turns her head at me and says, "Oh, I'll keep on a tight leash all right, Cecilia."
I become less frightened, yet I'm turned on with her words. Very turned on.
The waiter comes back with our bill and Jaelyn instantly picks up a pen from the table, but I speak, "Jaelyn, how about I write the check this time?" She looks up at me while she's holding the pen. "Danny, I got this. I've written checks at restaurants before." Jaelyn mirthfully giggles and shrugs.
"Can you let me sign the check this time, la mia bella regina deluxe curve (my beautiful curvy deluxe queen)?" I plead with his eyes and makes this cute puppy dog look on my face. She starts laughing and hands me the pen to sign the check of our order. I take the pen and write on the paper. "That's something Cecilia always do when we go out, Danny!" Chase exclaims amusingly.
I raise my eyebrows and begin laughing. "What does she do all the time?" "She always pay our house bills, cleans the house before work, and cooks or bring dinner from McDonalds to Wendy's to the pizzeria. Especially doing the laundry." Chase turns to Cecilia as she faces him. "Babe, you don't have to do all those things. I can do these things, too. I can cook, clean, wash our clothes, and I work part time as a carpenter. You can at least let a man pay sometimes because in a relationship, there's this thing called equal pay. It's when couples have an equal opportunity to pay such as; food, bills, electricity, cable, WI-Fi, drinks, et cetera." Chase indicates.
"Well, yeah, Chase, but those are wife goals for you." Kendra adds. "Exactly." Cecilia and Jaelyn agree as Cecilia snaps her head at Chase and nods. "I'm the Alpha Woman of our relationship." Cecilia explains. "I know and I love watching my baby rolling her hips when she's on top of-"
SMACK!
"Stop that sentence right there!" Cecilia scolds before she confronts Chase in Spanish. "So, Cecilia and Chase, do you have a bachelor or bachelorette party?" Jaelyn queries. Cecilia stops talking. They look at each other quickly and respond at the same time, "No."
"We have to get ready for the big day tomorrow rather than having an impromptu stripper dance all over you." Chase turns to face Cecilia. "Come here, babe." He lowers his face to gently press his lips against Cecilia's. Their lips smack and they face us. "We'll see you tomorrow and you guys, my Mami will show you and your family your seats for the ceremony. Okay?" Cecilia says.
"Okay!" The four of us agree in unison. "Good night, guys! And the wedding starts at 1:15 in the afternoon." Chase adds. Cecilia waves her hand we all reply, "Bye," back. They walk out of the restaurant with their boxes of on to go food and as soon as the waiter comes back to our table to get the signed check while he's holding the white boxes. He looks at the check and gives us the white boxes to us, so we can put our food in. "Thank you." We speak simultaneously and put our food in the white container boxes as the waiter replies politely, "You're very welcome and have a nice night." He leaves our table with the check and the four of us stand up from the table.
Jaelyn closes the chair and I drape my arm around her shoulder while Randall and Kendra intertwine their fingers. I turn to Jaelyn, who is smiling with her teeth showing to me. "Thanks, Danny." Jaelyn speaks. "You're welcome, honey. Are you ready to see the pictures?" I ask the same time she raise eyebrow and scrunches her nose before her cheeks redden and stifles her laughter. "Not those kind of pictures!" I warn while I chuckle.
"I know, Danny! I'm just playing with you!" Jaelyn giggles. I genuinely enjoy watching my beauty queen with gorgeous thick thighs laugh. She's given me so much happiness ever since I lay my eyes on her and her addicting curvy physique. Last year on December the fourteenth right after Jaelyn and I meet for the first time, Jesus tells me in his own words, 'No matter how much you relapse and struggle, I still love you and always will.' So, remembering His words, I leave my sex addiction behind me as I'm intrigued to be in love with the woman beside me. I still thank the Lord for bringing Jaelyn and her family into my life and I have no clue that our older sisters went to the NYU until Trisha discussed that she and Kandi went to college together during this past year's New Year's Eve dinner. Our God is a forgiving God and he reigns forever and ever.
Jaelyn and I walk out of the dining spot with Randall and Kendra and into the art gallery where its white walls have the texture like the inside of an orange peel. The walls are decorated with portraits and the first artwork we approach to the portrait that brings us to a standstill. "Hey, Jaelyn," I turn to face her as she faces me. "Yeah, Danny?" She questions. "Take a look at this picture. There's a woman that looks just like you." I remind Jaelyn because the both of them have curvy bodies that looks just like the full figured women in some of the paintings of Peter Paul Rubens and Jaelyn stands beside me while we admire at the picture.
Jaelyn's POV
The woman in the picture is wearing a red evening gown with puffy short sleeves while she's standing beside a man with fair skin in a pink undertone, red hair and beard. Her long dark brunette that looks black travels to her tailbone, she has fair honey skin, and similar to my physical appearance; she has a Rubenesque figure. There my eyes go as they expand and the corners of my mouth turn upwards because this work of art is one of the most dignifying portrait that features a plus size woman. And there is a baby sitting on the man's lap. "This has been painted in the 1800s because the canvas have an open weave, where the holes of the woven canvas are spread apart and you can even see the open spaces." Danny directs his finger and I squint my eyes at the picture to see what Danny's talking about.
"Oh, yeah! I see it!" I exclaim. Looking at the sign below the painting, I read with my eyes. "Lomasi Gonçalves was the daughter of a half Portuguese half Native American slave, who escaped slavery and an Italian soldier who fought in the army as he was a part of the Royal Italian Army back in the 1860s. Born on September 21, 1862, Lomasi was the daughter who was as pretty as a flower because her favorite flower was lavender. Despite being born in Eastern Kentucky, she and her parents spent their lives in Portugal. There at the age the sixteen, she met her husband Charles Donley, an Irish and Italian charcoal miner, who was her father's employee at a coal mining factory. Lomasi would later conceive nine children with Charles and embark on becoming a teacher, who approves interracial marriage until she passed away of pneumonia at the age of sixty four."
As I ponder at the picture and turn on my phone, I tap my finger on the Facebook Messenger to open the app. I write- well, type a question I wanna ask my Mom and all of a sudden- Bloop! The Facebook Messenger dings. I look down at the bottom right corner to see that Mom is messaging me. I tap on the message to read, 'How's my Jay Jay Bird doing?'
I begin typing my response and read the sentence through to make sure there are no spelling errors. 'Hey, Mom! I'm at the art gallery with Danny, Randall, and Kendra!' I message and almost a second or seconds after I send the message to her, she replies, 'Aww! That's awesome, baby! What photos did you guys see?' I type the keyboard on my phone with my fingers. 'Mom, there's this woman that looks exactly like me. Is she related to us?' I question in the text and send it to my Mom. Sooner or later, the pop of the ringtone from the messenger is heard and I read the message Mom sends me. 'What does she look like?' I tap on the camera icon and aim the camera at the portrait before snapping the picture and deliver it to my Mom. "What does your Mom say?" Danny queries.
I gaze at him eye to eye and answer, "She didn't say anything yet..." Ding! The Facebook Messenger notifies me. I look down at my phone and at the start of her message, she adds a screaming emoji with two hands holding the jaw and cheeks with an open mouth as well as having a blue forehead and the other one, she includes a surprised emoji. 'Oh, my goodness... Jaelyn, I feel like I'm about to cry right now because the woman that you send the picture to me from the art gallery is your great-great grandmother.' Mom confesses. My eyes roam at the picture of the beautiful portrait of a full figured woman, Lomasi- who happens to be my great-great grandmother. "Jaelyn, what's wrong?" I hear Danny inquiry to me. "Danny," I breathe softly. "This woman is my great-great grandmother."
"You are so beautiful just like your great-great grandmother, il mio amore. The both of you have curves that can knock out a man, especially me. You knock me off my feet." Danny speaks and intertwines our fingers to ignite from spark to spark. I begin to giggle from the inside the same time I feel my cheeks heating up. "Thank you, Danny." I smile at him and our entwining fingers before he leans his face forwards and I slowly shut my eyes like the curtains are going downwards as I feel his soft and smooth lips press against mines. Right here, our lips move in sync and his arms wrap around my waist while I swathe my arms behind his neck when I can sense the tip of his tongue circling around my tongue. I accept his permission through the language of our tongues.
We break our kiss and move on to the next portrait. I look over my shoulder to grimace at my great-great grandmother, Lomasi before I look at the different picture Danny and I are admiring at. "When my Dad was a little boy, my grandparents would take him and his sister to the food market in Italy. Instead of going to a fast food restaurant, there are slow foods where you look for fruits at the food market in the streets. When Trisha, Randall, and I were kids, Dad would take us to his hometown in Turin, Italy during the summer time. And whenever he and my Mom buy us food, it's from the food market. The three of us used to complain and whine as well as chanting for fast food!" Danny laughs. "Randall was like, 'Mom, can you please tell Dad that we want to go to McDonald's or Burger King?'" Danny imitates Randall's voice that sounds like a kid whining. I start laughing and my laugh is as hearty as Santa Claus, only it is feminine and sassy as fuck!
"Was that you who just mock me, Danny?" Randall jumps his voice and Danny and I jump while our heartbeats quicken two times faster than our normal rates. Then, Randall grinds his knuckles on Danny's head and they laugh. "Brothers will be brothers." Kendra sighs amusingly with a snicker. "And sisters will be sisters." I add and we do our secret handshake that is similar from the movie, Clueless. "Kendra, there's this picture of a woman standing beside a man and a baby who looks exactly a lot like me. And my Mom told me that the woman in the picture is my great-great grandmother and the man is assumed to be my great-great grandfather!" I explain to Kendra.
"What does she look like?" Kendra asks with the look of confusion on her face. "She's right there." Point my finger at the portrait that is in front of Kendra and she turns around to let out a sustaining gasp. "Jaelyn! She does look like you! The both of you look like twins!" Kendra jubilantly compliments.
"I would love to know who my ancestors are and where they came from someday." Kendra adds
After our field trip to the art gallery, the four of us go to the elevator and we're cracking jokes. ""It is so very good that us, Walker brothers, are in a relationship with two of the most sexiest, vivacious, beautiful, and bold curvy women of the universe." Randall chuckles tenderly and inclines his head to the side of Kendra's forehead to place a gentle kiss. I turn my head to see Danny chuckling fondly before his eyes beam at me. He angles his head, draws his face closer to me , and I angle my head to avoid bumping our noses to each other. Then, I part my lips into a pout as they are so anticipating to be kissed. I lean to his lips and our lips press together. As Danny and I kiss, Johnny Gill's song, "My, My, My," comes on through the speakers in the elevator. Our lips from each other because someone decides to do something ridiculous.
♫ Tonight will be a special night ♫
♫ No matter where we go ♫
♫ And I'm so proud to be with you ♫
♫ I just want to let you know ♫
♫ You got me sayin' my, my, my, my, my, my ♫
♫ You sure look good tonight ♫
♫ And you're so damn fine ♫
♫ I wanna say my, my, my, my, my, my ♫ Randall sings the song off-key while he serenades Kendra, who is now blushing and turns away the same time it causes Kendra, Danny, and I to cachinnate in the elevator where it gets to the point that the three of us are holding on the lives of our stomachs while our arms braces around our own stomachs. Even the echoes of our laughter in the elevator is louder than us! The elevator stops and the doors spread wide open. "Well, it's our floor." Kendra sighs.
"We'll see you two tomorrow morning. Good night, Danny. I love you, bro." Randall speaks as he and Danny give each other a hug. Randall squeezes me tightly in his arms. "I love you, Jaelyn." Randall replies. "I love you, too, Randall. Don't take advantage of my best friend and Violet because she already has a black belt." I assure to Randall.
"Ah, Kendra already told me about that. I treat Violet as if she's mine." Randall tells me before it's Kendra's time to give me a good night hug. "Good night, Jaelyn, I love you."
"I love you, too, Kendra." I say and lean to her ear with a whisper, "Have Randall crawl to you and drive him wild." I look at Kendra, who is smirking and sticks her thumbs up to me as she and Randall get out of the elevator.
"Good night, Kendra! Good night, Randall!" Danny and I bid in unison as they wave back at us until the elevator closes shut.