Famke considered she had been to nightclubs with Nyx in the past, but they were nothing like what she was experiencing now. She had her phone out and was taking a quick video of the booth they were in to send to her best friend.“What are you doing?” Jubi was laughing at her as she leaned over the railing backwards making Famke’s stomach roll.“I’m sending Nyx a video.”“Nyx?”“My best friend from back home. She is working in New Jersey for a forensic accounting firm.”“Very cool. We should have sent Royal’s chopper to pick her up and bring her.”“She doesn’t love flying.” Famke shook her head as she also considered her friend would not mix well with the crowd here. Everyone was in designer dresswear and Louboutin heels. Nyx was more garage punk. She had to agree this was a bit out of her league as well.“Let’s get a drink,” Jubi tugged her deeper into the booth where Royal was talking to a man Famke didn’t know.“I’m not ready for a drink yet. I’m not a big drinker and if I have one
Famke was kicking her foot to the beat of the music when Jubi came back and looked around.“Where is everyone?”“Royal and Keshaun went to the bathroom about twenty minutes ago. Kara left with Ambrosia.”“Keshaun and Kara showed up?”“Yup. They had an argument when Kara called me the staff and agreed with Ambrosia how I was using Royal for his cash. Seems to be a popular opinion tonight,” she shot the woman a sideways glance. Jubilee had the decency to look down, chagrined. “I don’t care about his money, Jubi.”“I know. I’m sorry for snapping earlier. I was hoping you’d party with me and it’s clear you only want to be with Royal. It’s the first time I’ve gotten him out in months. I thought if you let loose, he’d let loose, and it would be like old times.” She sighed, “I just miss the old Royal.”“I bet. Everything must feel really different without Prince here.”“It sucks,” she admitted twisting a ring nervously around her finger. She took a breath, “did you ever know a secret you kne
Famke was sitting on a high bar stool as she observed the way Royal and Keshaun commanded the room. Keshaun was avoiding all liquor, yet he was not letting it stop him from having a good time. Currently he was laughing it up with a group of men who were as immaculately dressed as he and Royal were. He had them enthralled in a story which had them roaring with laughter.Royal was talking to a couple of bouncers he had stationed at the door and the servers who were bringing more drinks in, and he was in control. He was making sure everyone was having a good time and the way he worked a room made her in awe of his personality.“Your boyfriend is gorgeous and funny!” a girl plunked down beside her. “You’re so lucky! Have you known him long?”“A few weeks.”“So not serious then,” the girl gave a look which immediately made Famke want to smack her silly.“Oh, it’s serious,” Royal appeared out of nowhere and interrupted the conversation. “I’ve never been more serious about anyone in my life.
Famke was giggling like a fool when Royal was pulling her through the exit of the club. He had stopped to dance with her so many times she was surprised they were finally outside.“What about Keshaun and Jubi?”“Keshaun already promised me he would take her home. He’s going back to our place with her. Mom and Dad are there. They will put her to bed in one of the spare rooms. Keshaun has a room he always uses at my place.”“Where are we going?”“I’m hungry.”“You’re hungry?”“Yup.” He opened the back door of an oversized SUV, “your chariot awaits, madam,” he intoned in the worst English accent she’d ever heard.“Wow,” she froze and looked at him. “I finally found something the great Royal Robinson can’t do.”“What? My accent is impeccable.” He continued pushing her towards the back seat.“It is not impeccable.” She giggled as she got into the seat and yelped when his hand connected with her bottom. “Hey, you spanked me!”“I did.” His eyes mocked her, “making fun of my accent.”“Let me
She exhaled slowly. “Nyx is pro-Famke-getting-laid but anti-Famke-getting-married.”“Really? Why?” He appeared genuinely surprised.“Same reason as Bram I suppose.”“Bram doesn’t want us to get married?”“Hell no.” She gave a snort. “He knows I’m caught between a rock and a hard place, but he also knows a prenup could leave me in a situation with zero access to a kid I’m already head over heels in love with. Nyx is on the same page. She always wants me to have fun and loosen up. She’ll be the first person to complain about the number of hours I work but she also knows my stance on having children and marriage so she’s reminding me of this every step of the way.”“Your stance?”She shrugged, “look, I haven’t hidden my opinion about how I never expected to be a mother. I never felt it was in my best interests. Carrying Precious for Prince and Mindy was a gift and a blessing because I never thought I would ever do it for myself.”“You’re telling me you never allowed yourself to consider
Famke stared at Jubi across the kitchen table and tried not to laugh.“I’m never drinking again,” she whimpered with her cheek resting on the cool table.“Until next weekend?”“Maybe New Years,” she croaked as she lifted mischievous eyes at Famke who grinned in response.“Good morning Jubi!” Royal yelled loudly in his sister’s ear, making her jump and slap at him.Famke looked him over and struggled to not lick her lips. He was in a white t-shirt, basketball shorts and sweat dripped from every pore. He had crawled out of bed at five-thirty to go do a workout and she had burrowed deeper under the blankets and pillows to hide from his cheerful mood. When Precious had come to wake her up, the little girl had crawled in with her and they’d slept even longer. It turned out Precious liked to sleep as much as Famke did.Now she was playing under the table with her dolls, amazed Famke had told her she could have her breakfast there. Famke had even made a plate of fruit for the dolls to share
Royal climbed into the back of the SUV with Bram and Keshaun and tried to shake the uneasy feeling he had.Famke had not come downstairs when they were leaving, and he didn’t get to say goodbye to her before he left. Jubilee had been braiding Precious’ hair and from the look Jubi shot him, he had a feeling he was in shit with her too.“You fucked up,” Keshaun called him out the minute the car started rolling. “I’m glad you’re dropping me off at the hotel because I think I’d rather face my angry wife than what your torture from Famke will be when you go back.”“She’s mean when she’s angry,” Bram goaded. “I mean this is the woman who quit her job she’d been working at for four years because the boss tried to cut her hours. He even offered her hours back with a raise and she still walked. Spiteful.”Royal shrugged nervously, “I didn’t do anything wrong.” Even to his ears it sounded weak.“Sure, you didn’t.” Keshaun laughed loudly. “She isn’t one of your socialite money-grabbing bitches R
Famke sat on a bench watching Precious run around like a chicken with her head cut off. She had done an internet search for any indoor playgrounds and had been pleasantly surprised to find one near a local shopping center. She had made quick work of finding necessities for the rest of the week, managed to pick up a couple of Christmas presents for everyone after making Precious promise to keep the secret. Then she’d fed her chicken nuggets and fries in the food court, which apparently was food the child existed on, according to the security agent with them.The security agent had called for backup the minute Famke had decided on shopping in a mall and going to a play centre. She now had a crew of five with them hovering, with one keeping decidedly close.Now she was sitting watching the child clamour up a ladder so she could go down a slide for the twentieth time while she screamed “watch me, Famke”. Her little face was sweaty, and Famke knew the line