5. Big Girls Don't Cry

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"I hope you know, I hope you know, that this has nothing to do with you." – Fergie

"Today's date is Wednesday, July 20, 2007. Saint Anthony's help center time, 1:24pm. The current temperature 85. Alton area weather, sunny and hot today, high near 92. Warm tonight, low near 76."

Yani smacked her teeth as time and temperature confirmed why she was so miserable.

"It is too damn hot!" She yelled at no one in particular knowing that the house was empty. It had only been a day since the guys left for the trip and Yani was bored out of her mind. She was usually fighting with Corey or joking around with AD so it always got lonely when they were gone. Bria was somewhere with her aunt so she really had nothing to do.

Yani sat and debated on whether she wanted to go over to the guys' house to see Ty. It was almost two in the afternoon so she knew he was done with the usual runs they made in the morning. Although Yani liked being around Ty, she didn't always like how she was around him. She wasn't the type to just have sex with a guy without some type of relationship but some how Ty had hypnotized her. She knew that being alone in a house with him would lead to sexual activity. Then again, this would be the perfect time to talk about their developing relationship. Yani knew that chickens in town were quick to flock to a new hen and she wanted Ty to herself. She never was one to share.

A conniving smile spread across Yani's pink lips as she arose from her bed and made her way to the black marble dresser that sat up against her wall. Preparing for the weather as well as Ty, Yani pulled a red and gold outfit from the third drawer that consisted of a pair or red shorts with gold trim and a red tube top with gold design. She quickly pulled her long brown hair into a sloppy bun and retreated to the bathroom to take a quick shower. Within the next forty-five minutes, Yani was standing in front of her vanity mirror, fully dressed, sliding on her 14 karat gold bamboo style hoops and perfecting her low side ponytail.

After locking up the house, Yani hopped into AD's Cadillac and began her short journey to the house. AD usually left Yani his car while they were on trips since she didn't have one. Once Yani got there, she smiled to see that Chris' car was parked in the driveway. Turning her cell phone off, Yani made her way up to the door and used AD's key to let herself in.

Stopping in her tracks, Yani's eyes fell on the gun that lay in Ty's hand. Obviously cleaning his weapon of choice, Ty did not move from his place on the couch, only smiled to acknowledge Yani's presence which was not returned.

"Um, can you put that up?" Yani requested as she shut the front door before turning the lock. Ty frowned in confusion before a smirk played across his face.

"What, are you scared?" He asked half amused that someone with her background would not be comfortable around a gun.

"No, just don't like them." She stated. Ty sighed before standing up and walking towards her. He grabbed her hand before making his way upstairs and into his bedroom. Yani slid her gold flats off while Ty secured his weapon in his closet. Yani was sure he had more than the one she saw but as long as she didn't see them, she was okay. After solving that issue, Ty put his focus on the girl that sat patiently on his bed. Although he was slightly nerved by her showing up without warning, he had to admit that he was happy to see her.

"What do I owe the pleasure of this unannounced visit?" Ty asked as he pushed Yani down onto his bed and lay slightly on top of her. She smiled before realizing what she had come over to do.

"Were you expecting someone else?" She wondered aloud. Ty kissed her in response before moving to sit next to her.

"What's happening?"

"I was all alone at home and realized something." Yani replied as she made herself comfortable on the bed. Ty's eyes scanned her body and knew that she wore that outfit especially for him, but being the smart man that he was, he knew there was a catch to it.

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