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16. Cabo San Lucas

"Ladies and gentlemen, Delta Air Lines welcomes you to Cabo San Lucas. The local time is 12:34 PM. For your safety and the safety of those around you, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened and keep the aisles clear until we are parked at the gate." Everybody started clapping.

We were finally here.

For the past week, he'd been hinting at a surprise but never saying what it was. Of course, I figured it was a trip, he took me shopping for some bikinis, and then he made me a braid appointment. It was obvious, I just didn't know where we were going for sure. Let's Go Cabo!

"Oh, this is one sexy-ass view." I stared at the beach over the balcony. "Not sexier than the one I'm looking at." He came up behind me, leaving a trail of kisses from my ear to my neck.

I giggled at the feel, "What's next?" I asked. "I got reservations at the steakhouse later but right now I just wanna go to the beach and chill." He said.

"Yes that sounds nice, I'm about to get ready." I gave him a peck and went into the room.

I unzipped my bag and pulled out two swimsuits, one pink and the other cheetah print. I was stuck between the two and couldn't pick, "Babe, pink or cheetah?" I asked.

"Whichever one is gonna have that ass looking fat." He rubbed his hands together.

My eyes lowered and I became quiet, I was irritated. What was so hard about answering a simple question!?

"Awe don't start acting like that." He grabbed my hips making me push his hands off me. "Don't touch me." I mumbled.

"I was just playin' baby, I pick the cheetah." He went to grab me again but I stepped away. "Didn't I just say don't fucking touch me!" I shouted, taking him by surprise.

Now his smile had dropped and his face was serious, "Chill the fuck out Naomi, it ain't that serious." He frowned.

I didn't know what came over me, but I was angry. I didn't know why I was actually angry but I was lashing out and couldn't stop myself.

"Well if I say don't touch me why the hell do you keep doing it? Give me some damn space." I rolled my eyes.

"Ion know what the fuck is wrong with you, but you not ruining my vacation. I'm out." He walked past me and went out the hotel door.

"Bye, nigga!" I yelled as the door slammed.

I sat on the edge of the bed replaying what happened and I didn't know where we had gone wrong. I said don't touch me, why did he feel the need to do it anyway?

At this moment I was wishing I had some magic powder, I was craving it.

"Fuck it," I mumbled as I got undressed to put on my pink bikini.

When I was done getting ready I walked down to the resort pool. For some strange reason, I figured I could tell who did coke or not.

I sat at the swim-up bar and analyzed everyone, there was a group of black ladies laying the shade, clearly not them.

Then there were some white women standing in a circle with their drinks just having a regular conversation. Uh, not them either.

Then there are these college frat looking guys, but just older. They were the loudest at the pool, drinking and laughing loudly. I don't know, they might be just what I'm looking for.

After ordering a drink I went over to the group, "Looks like this is where the party is." I flashed a smile.

"You got that right, you wanna join?" One asked. "Depends..." I smirked.