𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞

62.

Trinitee Allen

"Come on Daddy, please!" Dayci whined as the kids tugged on Odells pants.

"What the hell did I tell you? No." He said before signing a sheet on a clipboard and giving it to a lady behind the desk.

We had just landed in Orlando Florida about an hour ago, now we're getting the rental car. It was just me, Odell and the kids.

We invited Mel and Herb to come but she kept having pains so we didn't wanna . Meanwhile, the kids had been bugging Odell about going to Hooters while I've been mute since we stepped a foot on that plane.

"Why not? I just want the hot wings and celery forget those ugly girls." Essence pouted folding her arms everytime she didn't get something she wanted.

I blame Odell for spoiling her.

"And booty." Jaycee mumbled playing something on Odell phone and I smacked him on the lips.

"Watch your mouth." I warned him before folding my arms over my chest.

"Jay you nasty." Dayci giggled covering her mouth with her small hands.

Out of all three Dayci was the most innocent one which was surprising because of who her mother was. I didn't expect her to be evil but like mother like daughter right?

I loved Dayci and I didn't want my two bad ass kids turning her bad.

"I would love to see that but nah. Wait until you're older lil dude." Odell ruffled Jaycees curls smirking looking over at me.

"Get beat up." I followed him to the rental car making sure he saw my eye roll.

He chuckled and twirled the keys in his hands before popping the lock. I grabbed my bags trying to put them in the truck but he took them from my hands. I huffed before the kids and I let him take over and got in.

He got in before looking at me and shaking his head. I kept my mouth closed and watched the road as he drove to the hotel.

"Hi welcome to Hilton Orlando. Do you have any reservations or do you want to check in now?" The desk lady said once we reached the desk.

"Reservations under Beckham. Under Odell Beckham." Odell answered reaching for something in his back pocket.

"-and Trinitee Allen." I added since I booked my room for my self before we left.

"You booked another room bruh? Does it ever get that serious." Odell said squinting his eyes.

"Stop talking to me." I mumbled looking the other way to lose eye contact.

"Uh we have a suite booked for Odell Beckham but there's no Trinitee Allen." The lady said looking up from the computer and getting a white key pad.

"Are you sure? I booked it two days ago." I frowned with attitude laced in my voice.

I did not want to share a room with Odell. His lying ass.

"I'm sorry ma'am but there's no room booked under that name."

"Can I book a room now then?" I pleaded and she typed on her computer trying to find something.