Thirty-two

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"I need to move my ass to Cancun permanently cause this is the lifeee." Kells says to no one in particular as they enter the beach house returning from their night out.
"Muchacha, if you keep talking like that I will leave you behind when we return to the states tomorrow." Allison says to her friend.

The two girls make their way to the living room and get comfortable as Luca disappears within the house.

"I'm so happy to see you." Kells hugs Allison squeezing her tightly. "I missed you."
"I know, Kells. I missed you too." Allison hugs her friend back.

"Are you okay?" Kells asks.
"I'm okay."
"I beg to differ. Talk to me. Who did you wrong?"
Allison laughs at what her friend says.
"I'm just... I don't know. I just miss my mum so much. My papá tries to be there but I just want a mother figure and no, not Matilda. I want my mum. What if she left cause of.."

"What if she left cause of what?" Kells asks wanting to know more.

"It doesn't matter. I guess my parents were never really in love or anything like that. I just wish I could be able to have some sort of contact with my mum."
"I'm sorry." Kells hugs her friend once again to comfort her.

"I mean, have you tried looking for her?"
"No, I don't even know where to start. And I can't ask my papá, he seems to get mad at the mention of my mother. I guess he's still hurt from her leaving us behind, and especially leaving him for another man."

"Damn, that's some real messed up shit. I would definitely be sour if a nigga leaves me and his kid for another bitch."
Allison rolls her eyes. "Girl bye, I'm sure you'd replace him the very next day."
"You tripping, I'll replace him the same day." They both laugh and their stupidity.

"I really think you should give it a shot. Searching for your mum."
Allison sighs. "I don't know, she hasn't tried to reach out all these years. What if she wants nothing to do with me? I don't want to be rejected by her. That would hurt so much."
"You're right, we don't want you hurting anymore then you already are. Now, I'm tired as fuck and need to sleep. You on the other hand need to give your man the ride of his life."

"I am not riding anyone's son!" Allison covers her face with her hands from coyness.
"Girl bye, you're such a whore for that man."
"I..well... sometimes." She confesses shyly.
"Y'all make me sick. Night night." She kisses her friend on the forehead.
"See you tomorrow morning."

Allison makes her way to her and Luca's bedroom. She enters and doesn't see Luca but hears him talking over the phone angrily. She sighs. Can this man just cut it out. Now is not the time for him to be doing business.

She follows his voice to the bathroom and opens the door that is slightly ajar. She slowly approaches him from behind and starts peppering light kisses on his tattooed back. Luca instantly stops mid sentence at the unexpected act of his girlfriend and turns to face her. Allison takes the phone from his hand and ends the call.

"Bamb-"
"Shh." Allison places her right index finger over his lips.
"I think now is not the time for you to be giving attention to anything or anyone else but me."
"Of course. I apologize. How do you want to spend our last night in Cancun?"
"Riding your face." Luca groans getting excited and Allison laughs.
"I just wanna cuddle, papi."
"That can be arranged, bambina. Anything for you."
Allison smiles timidly and pecks her boyfriend on his lips.
"I loved this. Being away from everything with you. I-I wanna do it again but next time no business, just us together all the time."
Luca holds her by the waist admiring her. Happy that she enjoyed being with him.

"We'll go wherever you want to go. But, it has to be during weekends or holidays when you don't have school."

Allison kisses her teeth and rolls her eyes.
"Fuck school."
Luca looks at her sternly.
"Okay, fine. You're right. Can we go cuddle now? I'm tired."
"Of course. Lead the way, bella."
Allison removes his hands from her waist and shakes her head.
"You just wanna look at my ass."
"Can you blame me." He smirks.
"Men." She mutters to herself.

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