Marco P.O.V
We were now back from the store and back at the cook out. A lot more people had arrived and there were kids and adults here. I went back to the same seat I was sitting in earlier, because Javon had saved it for me. Juan and Sabias were here too. They were still together. Good for them. Sabias was walking a little funny too...did he lose his vi-
"Baby hold this," I heard Vontae tell me as he handed me a giant ass bottle of apple ciroc, while he poured some green apple Everfresh into a red cup. He then took the bottle from me and poured it into his cup. "These are our bottles. If niggas want some charge 'em," He told me leaning down and placing a kiss on my lips. I started laughing at him.
"I paid for it. How you just gone charge people like you a bartender?," I asked him laughing still. He looked at me smiling before speaking.
"Because I'm in charge. We not sharing. Ok maybe we can share with Juan and Bias. Javon gotta pay tho," He spoke, taking a sip of his drink, placing the bottles under the table and coming to me, to sit back down on my lap. Was I a fucking chair? "Want some?," He asked me bringing his cup up to my mouth.
"Yes Lemme get some baby," I said taking a sip, once he turned the cup so I could have some. That shit was sweet as fuck, but it tasted good as hell though.
"JaVontae, haven't you heard of a chair? Must you sit on his lap in front of everyone? More of the family are on there way. Your uncles and cousins too. Is this the message you want to deliver to the kids?," I heard Vontae's mother say lowly, as she stood in front of us.
"Bi-," I heard Vontae start, before I covered his mouth quickly with my hand. She grabbed the chair the was sitting on the small walkway, in the backyard and sat it next to me.
"See, sit in your own chair like an adult," She spoke, crossing her arms staring at him. He slowly got up and sat down in the chair next to me. "Now was that so hard?,"
"I already moved, get away from me," He replied, drinking half of his cup. Yea he was about to get fucked up.
"Damn you actually listened?," Juan said to Vontae laughing while he rolled up a blunt.
"Hop off it, bitch," Vontae said frowning, sitting in his chair. I grabbed the leg of his chair, dragging him closer to me. He started smiling. Cute ass smile. "I just didn't want to hear her fucking mouth all night. She my pops wife, he wasn't gone really check her ass. I don't have time for that shit,"
He being mature? That's the type of shit that makes my dick hard. Nigga acting like an adult.
"Yall tryna play some drunk uno?," Juan asked. I can't drink too much. I'll play though.
"Yea nigga, what's the rules?," Vontae said leaning forward, taking a sip of his cup.
"Who all playing?," Juan asked looking around at the various people that said they were playing. "Marco, you playing nigga? Why you always so quiet?," Juan asked me chuckling.
"I'm just a quiet person. Yea I'll play tho. I can't drink too much," I stated laughing slightly at his comment.
"Why cant you man? Get some to drink. Get fucked up with us man. We not gone let none happen to you," Juan spoke shuffling the cards.
"Don't try to pressure my nigga, hoe. He said he not thirsty. He don't wanna drink," Vontae said turning his face up. Yea tell 'em baby.
"Man if you tryna bang we can," Juan retorted putting the deck of cards down on the table.
"Shit wassup pussy," Vontae said finishing his cup and standing up. I grabbed his arm pulling him back down in his seat. "You lucky he holding me back, bitch ass nigga,"
