nudes? really? (book 3) tucker

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"Oh my god! Wesley tucker! Stop!" I laugh. He's tickling me and I hate being tickled. I push him with all my strength and he stumbles. "I said, stop," I pant.

It was getting hard to breathe.

"Sorry babe," he gives me a sheepish smile and kisses my cheek.

"So what should we do?" Ali asks. She was sitting in between christian and Eben.

I shrug, "my moms here–"

Speaking of the devil, "mija I'm going out a for a while with koleen, please behave and no monkey business," she warns, pointing a finger at the boys, causing them to raise their arms up in defense.

"Okay ma, have fun! Say hi to her for me!" I smile.

"Oh and ali, she said you can spend the night as long as you watch over these kids," she says, pointing to everybody.

Ali over dramatically sighs, "yes madrina,"

"Well, I'm leaving love you guys!" She yells.

"What do you think our moms are gonna go do?" Ali asks.

"Go get lit," I smirk.

"Guys!" Wes shouts.

"What?" I snap.

"We should throw a small party," he whispers. "Just us." He adds.

"My ma said no monkey business,"

"And I ain't gonna lose my Nina's trust," ali flips her hair.

Wes groans and falls back onto my bed, "fine, can we at least get some weed?" He asks.

"Yes! I need some," ali smiles.

"Pothead," I mumble.