Seven Ali finds herself in a world of chaos when she falls in love with her brother's longtime best friend, Yosohn Smith. As the two embark on their romantic relationship, they must face their pasts and confront the challenges of learning to become...
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The Cayman Islands 𝑻𝑯𝑼𝑹𝑺𝑫𝑨𝒀, 𝑱𝑼𝑵𝑬𝟏𝟓𝑻𝑯
Rays of sun light crept through the curtains, beaming down onto Yosohn's face. Furrowing his bushy brows, his eyes slowly fluttered open. A pounding headache hitting him like a ton of bricks.
Sighing, he gently removed Seven off of his chest then sat upright against the headboard. His migraine seemingly growing worse as he thought about how badly he'd fucked up.
What he did with Seven last night was wrong and it went against the bro code. He was infuriated with himself for letting alcohol and temptation cloud his judgement. And to make matters worse, he truly didn't know if he'd have the mental strength to leave Seven alone after what they did.
Rolling out of the bed, he stood to his full height and collected every article of his clothing from the floor. Dressing himself, he pulled the white bed spread back over Seven's nude body before exiting her bedroom.
Just as he was closing the door, Alexis was coming out of her bedroom that was directly next to Seven's. He looked at her, and she looked at him, neither of them uttering a word to one another.
Yosohn cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence. "Morning."
"Uh...good morning. I was just about to let everybody know that the chef will be here to make breakfast in about fifteen minutes or so," she informed him, looking up at him with a knowing expression.
Nodding his head, Yosohn thanked her before walking off to his bedroom, unable to withstand the awkwardness any longer. He wasn't necessarily worried about Alexis saying anything since Seven previously mentioned that they had a close bond. However, he wanted last night to stay strictly between himself and Seven. But now it was looking like Alexis would be included in that loop as well. Although she didn't physically see anything go down between the two of them, it wasn't rocket science. Why else would he be creeping out of her sister's room at seven in the morning?
Unlatching his royal blue Goyard trolley suitcase, Yosohn grabbed a white t-shirt, Ralph Lauren boxer briefs and a random pair of black graphic shorts. He wasn't the type of to be dressy on vacation unless he had to, especially in warm tropical climates like this one. Setting the outfit to the side, he grabbed his hygiene pack before heading to the bathroom for a much needed shower.
After some self care and self medicating, he spritzed himself in Moncler cologne and met everyone else downstairs for breakfast. Coincidentally, he ran into Seven first. She greeted him with a warm smile and he responded with a subtle and standoffish head nod, leaving her confused. He wasn't trying to be rude or make her feel shitty, but he felt like he couldn't be overly friendly with her at the moment. Now that he'd ACTUALLY slept with her, his paranoia was getting the best of him and he felt like everybody knew. In reality, nobody suspected a thing other than Kayla who had no actual proof and Alexis who had caught him moving like a thief in the night.
