When we arrived, we all raced around the beach house and looked for rooms. Three stories with chandeliers, large palace lobby with a cerulean feel to it, huge kitchen with new appliances, all rooms equipped with large screen TVs, and their own bathrooms. There was a hot tub downstairs, an in-ground pool, a game room on the third floor, and more.

Angela called the master bedroom since she planned out the trip. The rest of us went looking for the second biggest bedroom but they were all equally big. Well, except for the kid's room but that was pretty bigger than the average kid-like room.

If I described everything that was in the house, it'd take me the whole trip time. I wasn't disappointed with the room I had because there was like six bedrooms all together and four of them were on the second floor. It just made sense for all of us to stay on the same floor together.

Plus, my room didn't look bad at all. My room was decorated with coral colors and I had a view of the beach on the balcony. Watching the waves crash into the sand, the palm trees were pushed to the back towards the entrance and it was just sand and water. You could hear them rustle in the wind though.

"Aye, J, we're headed to the hot tub to relax after that long ass drive. Get your one-piece on and meet us there, bitch!"

As much as I wanted to just hang out in my room, Cassidy's invitation to the hot tub was just so inviting. I had to take my ass to the hot tub.

She wasn't wrong about the drive up there though. It was so long and I slept the whole way there. Darian was determined to get us there and beat the time that was on the GPS so I stayed in my seat. I was still a little tired but that hot tub was calling my name.

We all met up at the hot tub that gave us a nice view of the beach. Cassidy was dressed up in a decorative one-piece that displayed her thick curves. Showing up and showing out and we aren't even at the beach yet.

I was dressed in a solid-color one-piece while Darian had on an athletic swimming suit and Angela came in a purple string bikini. Her and Cassidy have so much confidence in their bodies.

Putting my twists in a top bun, I entered the hot tub with the rest of the girls as we watched the sun go down.

"I can't believe we made it here, y'all! Now, it's really party time! I don't know about y'all but I'm so ready to hit up some clubs and bars here! I heard Florida stay poppin'!" Of course, the party girl gets excited about shaking that ass.

Passing out cocktails on the side, Angela came in with "I'm ready to eat some food. My favorite food is anything coastal. I heard they got some good snow crab and y'all know how I am about my shellfish."

Angela can crack a crab leg and slurp a nasty ass oyster like nobody's business. We had a fish place catered to our office once and Angela's crab sucking turned on one of the sports editors. When she sucked the meat out and licked her lips, he fainted. Horny, perverted bastards.

But Angela was that bitch. She was much like Cassidy only tamer. She wasn't the one to start a party but kept a party going and owned her curvidence. Her presence was known as soon as she stepped into a room and everybody respected her.

"Anybody look up people that stay around here? I want to run on the beach with somebody. Y'all cool and all but I'm getting way too old. I need a man to work out with and pop my cat on."

Darian was the light-skinned fitness woman. She knew everything about sports, health, and fitness. She was the oldest of all of us and stayed lowkey. That was the first time I've heard of what she wanted out of this trip.

Fixing her locs up into a ponytail, she looked over to me and gave me the suspecting eye. Guess she wanted a response to whatever they were talking about.

"Well...I just want to experience everything. The food, the vibes, and whatnot. I just want to have fun and hang."

"Journee is that girl that loves nature. She loves plants and animals and shit. So, Angela, don't eat crab around her."

No, Cassidy didn't just call me out like that. We all laughed at Cassidy's joke as I sipped on the drink Angela made for me. This strawberry margarita was everything and, when we visit the beach, I need another.

"Well, we're gonna do all of this and more. We're going to have a good time. We may meet some guys...or dodge some creepy bitches but you know. That's part of life. In the end, it's all about enjoying ourselves! Y'all with me?"

Angela raised her glass in celebration of us getting here safely and we all toasted to that. We may not find love around here or get to do everything we want but we have each other and that's all we needed.

"As long as Angie don't stuff her shit with raw oysters like she did when the caterer came around, we'll be good. Y'all...look at those men over there. They outside today!" Darian called out as she looked out into the beach through her sunglasses.

My eyes moved over to a family of three, playing in the sand, not even paying attention to the guys she was talking about. Being nosey, we all looked out in the sand and saw a group of muscled men with smooth skin and big feet. None of them peeked my interest though.

"Darian, we need to hit them up after this hot tub party." My eyes moved over to a feening Cassidy as she bit onto her sunglasses with lust in her eyes.

"You really think they could keep up with your athletic ass in the bedroom? Sis, you got stamina. They wouldn't know what to do with you," Angela commented as we all rested on the side of the hot tub closest to the scenery of the beach.

"You never know until you try, right? That dark chocolate bar out there looks like he could tear me up. I love me a man with locs too." Darian complimented.

"Aye, that's the one I was looking at! Why can't you get with that little light-skinned one? He's your type anyhow?" Cass complained.

"Nah, Cassidy. I love me some dark skin. They've been known to have some long thangs if you catching what I'm throwing at you."

"Y'all always wanna take something from a big bitch because y'all don't think we can get none. Watch and take notes, Dari. He'll be in my bed before this trip is over."

"Aye, none of that. What we not gonna do is get it anywhere in this house. That's a house rule just because y'all need to respect the rest of us around here. Okay?" Angie stopped them from their lustful thoughts.

As they went on and on, my eyes followed one of the guys they didn't talk about. He was a caramel color with a white cap on his head and was moderately built. Six pack, wide eyes, light-brown skin, lightly tatted with a five o'clock shadow. Mostly buff in the legs and seemed to be packing in the shorts.

He was cute and all as he threw a football to his pack of friends. When others passed, each of them talked to those people. They must be from around here. Those kinds of guys that get around and hang out everywhere. Not my type.

"Why you looking like that, J? Which one are you looking at? Your nose all up in the air and shit. Hell, they all fine as hell." Cassidy took me out of my thoughts.

While they all look good, that's not really what stands out to me. Caught my attention but it didn't make me feel the way that Cassidy and them were feeling. Give me something more.

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Hey, y'all!

They're finally in Tampa! Woohoo!

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I'm honestly posting this chapter today so you can get to the next one tomorrow because you're going to love it!

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