Lovin A Gangsta

Chapter 7- Are U Still Down

I had fallen asleep on the plane but was awaken by the sound of the Stewardess on the P.A telling everyone that they needed to stay seated we would be landing in twelve minutes. Everyone must buckle their seat beats and gather any carryon items to avoid misplacement. I leaned forward and took a peak out the window to see that we were in Viva Las Vegas. LaLa was still knocked out so I called out for her to get ready and exit.

"Where are we?"

"Christmas in the skies!"
Miami leaned over knowing that he had it the spot and laid a wet one on me.

"Mikkala you know I love you and I apologize for sending you through all this and this is my token of appreciation."

At that moment I didn't know what he had up his sleeve but I was about to find out little did I know. The hotel was fierce and since it was connected to one of the largest Casino's, I knew it was time for me to get my drink on.

When we reached the front desk, Miami told the pissed off looking desk clerk that he had reservations for a Mikkala Pierce. Why was my name altered again as it had been all day. You would think with all the fake I.D's that he had he could have used one of those. I was cool right up until she said that she didn't have a room reserved for a M. Pierce and that all their rooms where sold out.

"Okay look here I tell you what, let me speak to Diablo. "She looked at Miami as though she had seen a ghost. Or was it because Diablo was a Cuban man by day and something else at night as Miami tells me he's the best fish around here but you wouldn't know it by looking at him? She called to the back room and told the person on the other end that a man was here to see him that said he had a reservation but she didn't see it in the computer. Whatever he said to her on the other end made her turn to ask Miami what was his name, he said Black.

I had no idea what the hell was going on but I went along with it. I didn't know who was calling the shots around here but whoever it was better hurry because my feet was on blast. LaLa had gone around the corner to use the ladies room.

Out of nowhere here comes this tall man that was not white at all but a Cuban and Haitian mix. His tan was dark due to the Las Vegas weather and his big hazel eyes stood out underneath his big black eyebrows. He was sexy and had an attitude to match. He walked over to Miami and shook his hand, then whispered something in his ear that I couldn't quite understand. He handed Miami an envelope and we headed upstairs.

LaLa's room was next door to ours and she headed straight in and said that she would see us after a while. I must have been captured by paradise because the room was off the chain. The curtains were silk, the living room had a sofa and a chaise. The kitchen was fully equipped, the bathroom was big and even had the jets mounted in the tub. Then there were two steps that led to an oversized bed and huge entertainment system and an open patio that looked right over the Casino strip.

"Oh baby this room is hot."


"So you like huh?" 


"I wonder how LaLa's room looked."

"It's just like this baby except she has a queen size bed." I laid on the soft cushioning bed and exhaled for a moment. Then Miami walked over and begin to kiss me and a sudden chill came over my body and I begin to shiver.

"Baby you know that it has been a minute since I had any of that good pussy and I would love to dive in but first there are some things that I need to handle."

"Baby I pouted to him I thought this was our vacation."

"Yeah baby, I know but you know that work comes first in some cases and let me guess, I cut in to say that this is that case."