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"Oh lord." I burst out laughing at the sight of Chris.
He did a model pose making me clutch my stomach and laugh harder.
He wore a robe with a towel wrapped around his head, favoring me since I had on the same thing.
Mylen was knocked out in our tent so I took this as an opportunity to head to the free spa. Chris and Ginger's tent was besides ours. They put all the blended families next to each other for some reason.
"You heading to the spa too?" I query as we both began to veer away from our own tents.
"I'm not gone pass up a chance to get rubbed on."
I pursed my lips before taking a sip of wine."I bet."
"You're welcome by the way."
"For what?"
"Helping your kid have the best day of his life."
I rolled my eyes."I could've did that."
"Nah, you-" He paused, holding his hands up in surrender."I'm not even gonna argue with you while you have a cup of wine in ya' hand."
He just won't stop bringing that up I see.
"You annoy me."
"Do I?" He took a step closer to me.
He smells so good.
"Dang Baldy, back up."
He smacked his lips, sounding like Mylen when I tell him to do his chores."I can't wait till my hair grows back so I can stunt on you."
"Stunt on who? I have inches baby."
"Take the towel off and let's see."
My hands flew up to the towel wrapped around my head. I shook my head saying no.
"I wasn't talking about that one."
I bumped him as hard as my tiny frame could."I swear you're such a perv."
"I swear your such a perv." He mocked me."I was just playing but for real, let's see those naps."
"My hair is never nappy." I snapped, getting defensive for some odd reason. I gently pulled the towel from my head, letting my untamed curls loose.
Chris wasn't even paying attention. He had closed his eyes and used his arms to shield his body.
"What are you doing?" I stopped walking to quickly dispose my now empty cup.
"I ain't wanna get popped by bedebeeds."
This time I was the one to smack their lips."Hate you."
He placed his finger tips by my lips trying to force me to smile."Turn that frown upside down."
"Stop stealing my stuff Christopher. Damn, you wanna be Maleah so bad."
We bickered back and forth, him bringing up my tata's being fake once again and me calling him baldy.
"Alright, now do the same on your partner while staring deep into their eyes."
We stepped inside the tent where the spa treatment was being held, seeing a woman softly whispering orders to pairs of people.
This couldn't be the right tent.
Light, sensual moans and groans sounded inside making my eyes widen.
