The Life We Make

Chapter 9

As Alexia walks to her room, which she shares with her brother and best friend Victoria, memories of the weekend flow through her mind. It was filled with laughter, good food, and plenty of stories to tell, although she wouldn't share all the details. Despite the fun, she wishes she had more time with Jordan and Victoria, but she could tell from the text she received that they had a lot of fun. She can't help but feel a little sad that the weekend is almost over.

When she finally reaches the door, she notices that it's unlocked, but no one is in the kitchen or living room. She hears the sound of the showers running, so she drops her stuff in her room and decides to shower herself. As she stands under the warm water, she feels the exhaustion of the weekend catch up to her. She can't lie, she's exhausted and wants to crash.

After drying off and changing into comfortable clothes, she thought she just needed to sit down. However, her eyes kept drooping, and the next thing she knew, she was lying in bed, comfortable and fast asleep.

The next morning, she packs her bag and places it by the door. She sees Jordan setting the table with breakfast that he cooked for them, while Victoria puts her luggage up front.

"Oh lookie lookie, it's my bitches!!" Jordan says, laughing while drinking orange juice. "Now tell me, what got you guys so busy all weekend?"

"Boy, I know you're not talking. I can only imagine how many rounds you and lover boy had. We were locked out of this room," I say.

"Yeah, and I bet that's not just orange juice you're drinking this early morning," Victoria says.

"Oh honey, I need to cleanse, so this is just pure OJ. And I'm sorry, I could've sworn I gave you guys the keys. But where did you guys spend your weekend?" Jordan asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Victoria says, laughing, 'I met a great guy on the beach in Aruba. He made the trip so much fun with his yacht, private parties, amazing food, and, of course, the sex. He definitely knew how to handle himself.'"

"Yass honey, that's what I like to hear," Jordan says, raising his glass.

"And you, little sister?" Jordan asks

"I mean Jordan, you're aware that we're twins and you're only a minute older," I say, rolling my eyes.

"Whatever, that still makes me older. Now, back to my question: did you make this a trip to remember?" he asks.

"Yes, I definitely enjoyed myself. I went snorkeling, parasailing, and had a nice dinner. It was a great time," I say.

"Girl, that's awesome, but the most important thing: please tell me you got some dick," he says, and Vicky nods in agreement.

God, you two don't stop. But yes, I did get my coochie fed and she had no complaints I'm definitely happy. I'm glad I came on this trip.

"And what about you? Give us the details," I asked Jordan.

"Oh honey, the weekend was one to remember. No complaints, and my man had money. I mean, he didn't need to spend it on me, but he did, and it was sweet. We did so many things that I couldn't keep up with, from the sex to jumping off cliffs and all the other things we did. I don't know how he didn't collapse. Honestly, I needed it to end because I couldn't keep up. Never did I think I could meet someone who parties harder than me, but girls, I did," Jordan says.

"That sounds like you went and fell in love with Aruba," I say, winking.

"Girl, no the fuck I didn't. I don't do love. He was just a great person with phenomenal dick that I enjoyed my time with, and he was the lucky one that got an exceptional birthday because of me, if I do say so myself," Jordan says.