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3 | His First, Their First

December 30th
Turks and Caicos
8:03am

The constant vibrate of Cito's phone from under the pillow woke him from his deep sleep. He could feel Sade moving around before she tiredly groans before snuggling deeper into him. Slowly opening his eyes he realizes they slept face to face, literally nose to nose with their legs intertwined. Her small head rested in the crook of his neck and his right arm had a loose chokehold around her neck, keeping her locked in place.

Pulling his arm from around her he reached under the pillow, he grabs his phone before rolling onto his back. She absentmindedly readjusted her self, pulling away from him to turn on her other side. Cito answered the phone not even bothering to look at the screen.

"Yo" his voice came out deep and raspy.

"You have a collect call from — Nasir Hall — an inmate at Attica Correctional facility, Press one if you wish to accept the charges." Cito pressed one as He peeled the covers back and sat at the edge of the bed. He blankly stared out the large window, seeing the waves crashing against the shore. Last night was some of the best sleep he's had in the last four years. He was still getting used to sleeping on soft mattress's again, before coming to Turks he would often sleep on the floor instead. Feeling like the beds were like sinking into a marshmallow compared to his hard bunk in Attica.

Looking over his shoulder he sees a knocked out SB, her hair was scattered all over the place and the sun light shined over her. Her smooth brown skin held a warm glow against her white camisole and white bed sheets. He thought she looked like a beautiful angel all wrapped up in the sheets. He was shocked she let him sleep with her but he assumed she was going with the flow too. But he was wrong..

"Yoo, Whats good bro?" Cito finally hears Nas voice boom through the speaker.

"Shit nothing yet nigga, you fake just woke me up." standing up from the bed and sliding his yeezy slides on, his eyes doesn't leave SB's sleeping frame until he exits her room. Walking pass the living room he sees it's eight in the morning. He definitely felt rejuvenated from last night.

"My fault bro, I could hit you later"

"Nah you good, I had shit to handle anyways." Cito makes his way down the hall ways til he gets to his room. Taking a seat on his bed immediately.

"Bet, how that vaca treating you? Wait til I come home it's over for niggas." Nas says chuckling causing Cito to laugh.

"Shit been aight so far, not gone lie. Soon be over bro you parole in the next few months"

"Yeah I'm eligible in August"

"how you holding up tho? I put some shit on your books yesterday"

"Yeah I saw, good looks bro. I appreciate dat' and I'm aight. Just staying to myself maintaining aint tryna get in no trouble. You feel me?"

"Yeah I feel you, don't need to extend yo time over some bullshit."

"Yeah but forreal how you? My cousin told me niggas went to the grocery store"Nas says, Cito caught on knowing he meant he spoke to Quincy.

"Yeah, I told son ima hit up BJ's on the southside in two weeks from today." Cito says, basically telling him that they're scheduled to meet for pick up in Atlanta in two weeks.