Page 118 of Gotti
A grin slowly spread across his face.
“Good.”
Jio stood before walking toward her. He stopped close enough that the towel wrapped around her body brushed against his T-shirt and unraveled it. His eyes roamed over her body as his dick woke back up.
“Throw some clothes on.”
“Where are we going?”
He shrugged casually. “I’ll have you back before work tomorrow, that’s all you need to know.”
Nina stared at him. “You for real?”
“Come on, baby, you forgot who your man is?”
Clearly she did, but that was okay because he got a kick out of keeping her speechless and seeing her happy.
“Jio.”
“Yes, baby.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close so he could kiss all on her neck, causing her to moan in delight. “You skipped the important part.”
“What part is that, love?”
“The destination.”
He smiled although he still didn’t plan on telling her shit.
“You trust me?”
She rolled her eyes.
“I already said yes.”
“So quit asking questions.”
“That's not how this works.” She sighed dramatically.
“I at least need to know what kind of clothes to pack.”
“You don’t need no clothes. We coming back late tonight.”
“I have to pack something. What if I spill juice on my shirt?” she countered. His baby girl was so good at going back and forth with a nigga.
He picked up the overnight bag she'd left in his closet months ago and tossed it onto the bed.
“A bathing suit.”
Nina looked at him. “That’s it?”
“You can pack a nice fit for dinner,” he added.
Her curiosity grew by the second. “Jio...”
He finally gave in. “We going to Miami.”
Her mouth slowly fell open. “Miami?”
“For the day.”
