Page 8 of Solace in Seven
It was just my damn luck to spend the entire week trapped with someone on my shit list. As a matter of fact, he was at the tip top. There was no way I was taking my ass back to San Jose or staying at another resort, so I only had one choice—share a villa with the nigga and minimize my interactions with his fine ass as much as possible.
I’d soaked long enough for both my fingers and toes to prune and the water to go lukewarm, and yet I still wasn’t ready to get out. Instead, I reached over to edge of the tub to swipe up my phone and call Lauryn.
“Um, I thought I told you to call me when you got to the resort!” she barked as soon as she picked up the phone.
“Girl! I would have, but shit has been crazy all day long! It’s literally been the day from hell!”
“Ah hell, what happened?”
I sighed. “I don’t know if you’ll believe me when I tell you.”
“Try me.”
“Well first of all, I almost missed my damn flight rushing to the airport. Then, I make it to LAX, I get on my connecting flight in first class and guess who, of all people, the Lord himself picked to sit beside me?”
“Oh shit, who, Cass?”
“Fucking Hendrix!”
“Wait, Hendrix? Like, Hendrix, Hendrix?”
“Yes, that nigga, Hendrix!”
Lauryn burst out into a roar of laughter. “Ooooh shiiiiiiiittttttt, Cass! Boy, would I love to have been a fly on the wall watching you two interact after all these years.”
“That’s not even the worst part! Not only do I have to sit next to this nigga the whole way here, but when I get here and try to check in, guess who I see?”
“Get the fuck out of here.”
“Hold your comments until the end, bitch. It gets worse!”
“What? He stayin’ in the villa next to yours or something?”
“Try the same villa.”
“Hold up, what? What do you mean the same villa?”
“I got here and I go to check in, and then they tell me there’s been a mix-up in the system, and they have both of us double booked for the same fuckin’ villa. Of course he couldn’t be a fuckin’ gentleman and just take something else! So since neither wanted to give up the villa, boom, here we are.”
Lauryn gasped. “Stop lying!”
“See! I told you that your ass wouldn’t fuckin’ believe me.”
“Are you for real?”
I shook my head. “As real as a fuckin’ heart attack, bitch.”
“So, you’re telling me that he’s in the same villa with you…right…now?”
“I guess that nigga around here somewhere. I scared his ass off after that pool incident. Fuckin’ with me, he better watch his ass over the next few days.” I scoffed.
“Hold up, what pool incident?”
“He tried to drown me!”
“He what?”
I huffed. “Okay, not literally, but he knocked me in the pool. Well, I bumped into him and kinda fell, really. I was drenched from head to toe. My phone almost got ruined!”
