Grace by Love Belvin

Author:Love Belvin [Belvin, Love]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950014538
Publisher: MKT Publishing, LLC
Published: 2022-04-29T18:30:00+00:00

“Damn. This shit good as hell.” Myron stuffed his mouth with more food, hardly chewing in between. “Let me taste that fried lobster,” he requested, chomping his food.

“Damn!” his baby’s moms—one of them—Sheema, chirped. “I gave you my fuckin’ corn on the cob already. Can I have something to myself? I might as well brought the baby out here, sharing my food and shit.”

Myron’s jaw paused and he looked at Sheema. “It ain’t like you paid for it.”

Sheema whipped her neck. “Nigga, you ain’t pay for none of this shit neither!”

“Man, just cut me a little piece,” Myron demanded as I cut into my blackened chicken. “I ain’t never had no fried lobster.”

“It’s tempura,” Chelsea schooled from across the picnic table. I couldn’t believe my family was breaking bread on a remote island, on the damn beach. Everybody was safe and we were chilling by the water, enjoying nature. “I know it’s fried, but it’s the frying technique. Remember those sushi rolls of mine you had when we were at Aunt Pat’s?” Myron nodded. “Those were shrimp tempura. Same technique.”

“Oh! With the long, breaded tail coming out?” Myron asked. Chelsea hummed in the affirmative. “Those shits was little, but good as fuck.”

“Everything good as fuck to you.” Man mumbled, “Greedy ass,” before biting into his chicken leg.

Jonathan’s little ass snorted hard before laughing even harder. Juggy was right behind him. But when Sheema’s face dropped, joining in, internally, I rolled my eyes.

“I know you ain’t laughing,” Man challenged Sheema, who was just as meaty as Myron.

“Oh, fuck you!” Sheema rolled her eyes into her plate.

Man quickly shot back, still muttering, “And break my fucking back…”

This time, the whole table except for Myron and me cracked the hell up. Man always fucked with Myron. Knowing him as well as I did, I knew it was nothing personal. He had people in his own family he fucked with the same way. It was just Man, had always been.

“Come fuck with a big bitch and gather your life, darling,” Corinne growled, taking in on the fun.

Man looked over to her and nodded. “I got you. My shit strong enough, too!”

“I’ll be the judge of that!” Corinne’s brows lifted.

Smiling beautifully at the middle of the table, Witherspoon brought her phone over to Corinne to take a pic of the two of them. She’d been ignoring me since the banana boat turned over in the water. We spent almost an hour jet-skiing. Everyone had fun doing that, except for Tanya and Myron’s baby’s mother, Sheema. Those two couldn’t get a grip of the vehicle and even fell off a few times, causing us to circle back to get them straight.

The next excursion was parasailing in which Witherspoon took part with Shizu, leaving me to kite in the air with little Jonathan. Afterwards, a few complained of being hungry, leading Shizu to recommend this small, secluded island filled with restaurants. Sitting here, at the head of the table in paradise with the clearest waters and bluest sky, brought a satisfaction I didn’t anticipate.

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