𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 | ᴋᴅɢ

13.

A week later.

"Mani! Despierta tu culo calvo!" Andre threw a pillow at Nylah, and she groaned in her sleep.

Translation : Wake yo bald headed ass up.

"Get outttttt." She covered her head as he repeatedly hit her with the pillow, laughing.

"Ay, here mija." He chuckled, and she sat up, a frown on her face as she grabbed her breakfast.

"You are so annoying." She mumbled, and he smiled, kissing her forehead.

"Fat head." He bucked at her, and she laughed, putting a spoonful of eggs in her mouth.

"Que hacemos hoy?" She questioned the plans of the day in his native language-Spanish.

It wasn't often that her dad spoke in Creole, unless he was conversing with her mom in a serious manner-being that she was more comfortable scolding in her native language.

Andre was from the Dominican Republic, and had moved to Haiti with his mother, when he was 12. He was fluent in both languages, and Nylah and Kylah were as well.

All three languages-Spanish, Creole, and English-were spoke in their house, sometimes all three in one sentence. It worked for them.

"Ay, we're visiting your abuelita, so get your fat ass up and get dressed." He told her, and she smacked her lips, waving him off.

Nylah finished her breakfast, and then took a quick shower, adding lotion to her body before getting dressed.

"Lani!" She called out, a frown on her face as she searched through her closet.

"All that yelling. What?" Kylah peeked her head through the room door a few seconds later.

"Where are my Yeezy slides? I know you have them you thieving broke bum." She frowned at her sister, who laughed.

"You wish you knew how to cuss so bad. Hold on." Lani ran back to her room, and Nylah rolled her eyes, spraying perfume over her lounge clothes that she was wearing.

She grabbed her ringing phone, bucking at Kylah once she brought her slides, making her laugh as she closed the door.

"Hey handsome." She answered Kentrell's FaceTime, putting her phone down to finish getting ready,

"I miss you bebé." He mocked her accent, and she laughed, making him smile.

"I miss you too. What you doing?" She asked, brushing out her long bundles that reached her ass in her mirror.

"Why I can't see you bootybutt?" He returned a question, and she reached over on her bed, grabbing her phone and sitting it up on her dresser so that he could see her.

"You sexy ass girl." He bit his lip as her slim figure, and she smiled, turning around so that he could see her ass poke in her skinny jeans.

"Lemme see, pull em' down." He smirked, and she unzipped them, pulling them down to show her cream colored bikini panties.

"Them the panties I bought you from skims ain't it? You look so good baby." He told her, and she laughed seeing that he was taking pictures.

"Yeah. I like them but the material is so thin, I probably won't wear them often. They're so cute though." She said, buttoning her jeans back up.

"What's wrong wit' that?" He asked, kind of confused.

"Thin material with a boyfriend who keeps me wet is not ideal." She explained, and he smirked, making her laugh.

"Send me pictures of that pussy when I make you wet." He told her, and she chuckled, nodding.

"You didn't answer my question though. What you doing?" She asked again, tossing her hair over her shoulders.