Los Cabos
December 31st
Walking out the patio doors Cocoa placed the straw hat on top of her head. Pulling the doors closed with her foot she made her way over towards the pool chairs. Where the sun beamed down hard even with the patio umbrellas covering the seats
Laying back against the warm bed she placed the Dior tinted sunglasses on her face blocking the sun out her eyes. The Tom Ford Glossy Oil shined against her brown skin
The straw hat covered most of her face just how she wanted it. Closing her eyes behind the sunglasses Cocoa sat there and let her body tan. She was way on the other side of the yard far away from everyone
As everyone was on the other side where the air blew and the sun was completely out of view for them. They sat under the wooded canopy enjoying themselves talking amongst one another
Wiic sat in the far right corner with the cup of water to his mouth talking amongst him and Tank. About a business they had to hit up in the next couple of days prior to them heading back to Miami
Occasionally he would look over at Cocoa as she sat alone far from him and her family. She had been keeping her distances from his since what happened the other night. Knowing that this was something she did every time they argued he let her be
"What Yarí say about ole boy movin' threw?" Tank asked removing the water cup from his mouth
"Nothin' really. Ion really care too much anyways." Wiic said bluntly
"What chu' mean?" He asked jerking his head back slightly
"Ion really care too much to be movin' forward wit alotta' dis'." He looked over and said
"What you finna stop movin' wit us?" Tank laughed
"Yup. I'm too old to be still inna' streets." He said honestly
"What changed yo mind? Cocoa?" Tank asked lowly
"That. And I just got out too. I been doin' this too long folks. Time to change how we eat." Wiic said to him
He was only telling Tank the truth. What Wiic had started was supposed to be only temporary. But him going to jail changed all that. Tank and Mike had changed this to a main income
Wiic was about to be twenty-seven he didn't wanna be dang near touching thirty still doing what he was doing. Life was moving too fast. He was in the mindset of settling down handling business differently
He had already missed six years of Samar and Sadie's life he didn't want to miss more. Plus it wasn't like he had his different women on call roll to up and do for him if he was to go down again
They all knew about Cocoa now. Being that word got out about them being out in Miami with one another. So if he was to have that happen who's to say if any of them would go and run put that in her face
He would want to come home to her like he did recently. Not try and get her back. She could up and move on without him knowing if she played her cards right
But he knew she didn't know how to do that. She wouldn't even be able to move on without Tank knowing. He would have info on Cocoa in a minute
"I'a think onnat'. But chu' do know that we gone have to sit down with Mike onnit too. Gotta get him from unda' Mocha right quick." Tank said lowly staring at the two underneath one another
"Whether he want me too or not I'm still gone get out of it. I'm gettin' old while you still young. I wanna have a family befo' somebody come and try to get me." Wiic said without pure intentions
