Shot of Espresso [slow updates]

treize- thanksgiving

Kimora POV

Warm air rises from the oven and hits my face. I use an oven mitt to remove the cornbread and macaroni and cheese from the oven. Jacques and the boys invited us to their house for thanksgiving dinner, so I decided to make my famous macaroni and cheese. I was the first to finish dressing up so I'm packing all of the food up. Tiana made cornbread and Kheumani made candied yams.

With all these side dishes we prepared, I hope the boys don't f*ck up the turkey.

Right as I finish covering the pans with foil, Tiana walks out with powder caked on her face.

"GIRL! You been in that bathroom for the longest and you still not done getting ready?!" I exclaim. Tiana takes forever to get ready but she set a new record today.

"Hush. I'm trying a new makeup style today," she responds.

"Ti, you don't try something new when we're in a rush. Now hand me the candied yams."

"I'm almost done, Mora. Just give me 10 minutes."

I hum. You got 5 minutes before Kheumani and I leave," I say despite knowing that we aren't going to leave her.

"Ok I'll be ready!" She says as she runs off to her room.

30 minutes later
Kheumani sighs. We both knew Tiana would take a while but damn.

"Let's go outside so she hurries up," Kheumani suggests. I nod and we grab the pans and begin to head out the door. Tiana rushes out of the bathroom and gets a bag.

"Sorry y'all! I had to start my makeup over again. The powder had me looking like Casper the friendly ghost."

Kheumani chuckles at her joke and I turn to the door so she doesn't see my poor attempt at hiding a laugh.

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Jacques POV
The girls were supposed to be here an hour ago.

I'm about to call Kimora about their whereabouts when three hard knocks are heard on the door.

"Got it," Alejandro grunts as he gets up.

He returns with the girls who have pans of food for our dinner.

We greet each other and sit down ready to eat.

"Watch out for this one Henri," Kimora jokes as she points at Tiana, "She'll be late to her own funeral."

Tiana flips her hair over her shoulder sassily, "Fashionably late," she retorts.

We've been eating the food the girls brought as we wait for the turkey to be finished. I might have to move to America, if they eat this good every thanksgiving. The macaroni and cheese is super good and the cornbread is amazing . I haven't touched the candied yams yet because someone put their foot in it. Don't know why anyone would do that but it does not sound appealing.

"Why aren't you eating the yams? Kheumani worked really hard on them," Kimora whispers.

"I heard someone's foot was in it," I mumble quietly not trying to offend anyone.

Kimora bursts out laughing. Everyone at the table stares at her.

"What's funny?" Tiana asks.