Thug Kisses For Christmas : Reagan & Romell by Jaz Akins

Author:Jaz Akins
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Twyla T. Presents, LLC
Published: 2021-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

10

Romell

I had been in the living room watching football with the rest of the husbands since we’d gotten there, and Reagan was nowhere to be found. From what I could see, the men watched sports and stayed out the women’s way until it was time for food or attention. I looked around at all of the pictures and accomplishments that Ms. Mini had covering every inch of her wall. She had managed to save everything the girls had ever done. Now it made sense why Reagan thought my apartment looked plain, her mom was one step away from being a hoarder. I also took the time to notice that my girl was quite the over achiever.

“So, Romell, where you from my mans?” one of Reagan’s brothers-in-law asked just as my phone started to ring, again.

“Excuse me,” I said as I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and silenced the ringer. “I’m from Chicago though, born and raised.” Melody had been calling my phone ever since we landed, and I already knew what it was for, so I excused myself before calling her back.

“Yo, what’s good?” I said, pretending like I hadn’t read her text messages. Truth be told, I wasn’t really interested in anything she had to say.

“You broke his jaw in three places! What the actual fuck, Romell!” she screamed so loudly that I had to pull the phone away from my ear. “No one asked you to do that!” she continued. “No one asked you to do anything!” Melody sounded like she was on the verge of tears.

“Hey, Mel. The trip is going well. Is my Pops, okay?” I said in my normal voice until I was outside. “But watch how the fuck you talking to me. Let’s not forget that that pussy ass nigga broke yours first,” I said as soon I was out of an earshot of everyone else.

“You know your father is fine, but Vince in the hospital, Romell,” she whined as if I was actually supposed to give a fuck.

“Look, Mel, what you come to my door for? You wanted me to handle that nigga, right?” I walked further away from the house before I continued, “I handled the shit so unless it’s a problem with my Pops, you know the shit I pay you for, stay fuck off my line with the bullshit.” I ended the call before she had a chance to say anything else. I knew Pops was going to make me apologize when I got back. I let myself back inside just as the rest of the family sat down to dinner. I sat down next to Reagan to observe the family dynamic and from what I could see, they were all cool as hell. I couldn’t understand why she was so nervous about being around them.

“So, Romell what do you do?” the bride asked as she shoved a spoonful of sweet potatoes into her mouth.

“I’m a chef,” I said proudly. Reagan smiled so hard, she showed off every tooth in her mouth.

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