Audrina danced around my guests then stopped in front of Mya. “She got the money, let’s spend it up.” Mya and Nicolle joined her dancing and singing.
Mya threw her arms around me hugging me tightly and I glanced at Jordan who grinned my favorite half smile.
“Gotta love it when she comes down,” he spoke over the music and the singing.
“Do I really?”
“Yes you do,” Mya retorted and Jordan gave me a knowing head nod—his handsome hazel eyes, with a hint of grey on the outside complimented his caramel complexion very well. Jordan is my God-brother, his father and my father went to medical school together and I couldn’t imagine my life without him.
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