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Leonel watched her retreating figure with an amused smile. “What an adorable lioness,” he murmured to himself. He took a sip of his Americano, savoring the taste. It was incredible—especially the aroma. This was the first time a coffee actually made him feel more awake and refreshed. From behind the kitchen door, Livia peeked out and whispered excitedly to Nico, “Bro! Did you hear that? Their convo was full of hidden codes. Just like those 9 p.m. soap operas.” Nico raised an eyebrow. “Like... how?”

“Hmm. What’s burning? Are you cooking?” Lisa’s eyes widened. “My food!” She dashed toward the kitchen. Ken followed more slowly, still laughing under his breath. “You need to cook another pot,” he called after her. “Because I’m not eating burnt food.” --- The kitchen was a small cloud of steam and spice when Lisa flung the door open. The pot of jollof rice hissed angrily, the bottom already catching. She turned off the gas and grabbed a wooden spoon, stirring quickly as if that would erase the damage.

"VERONICA COLTRANE TAYLOR! YOU BETTER GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP! I'M NOT PLAYIN' WITH YOU TODAY GIRL!" "Nana Bet!?" I stubbed my toe on a chair in my haste to open the door, hopping down my modest hall and towards the stairs that led to the kitchen. The one-two combo of pork and chicken sucker punched me in the face, mouthwateringly savory. "Nana Bet, you cooking!?"

Kalil It was Saturday morning and I hadn’t spoken to or seen Mak since she left the club on Wednesday. She wouldn’t answer my calls or texts on Thursday and yesterday, she sent me the lyrics to a song. She said it was by Jeremih. “If it looks this good, I wonder how it tastes; baby if I touch your body, would you scream my name; would you whisper to me it’s yours; girl you smell so gentle and pure, you control my senses.”

The meal took place in a quiet atmosphere, not as happy as usual. Blake tried to eat quickly and then said goodbye to leave because he knew Ngoc Vy needed to be alone. When he was gone, she hurried down to the kitchen, rummaged through the trash, and retrieved the piece of paper. Tears fell from her eyes on the handwritten words: "Ngoc Vy, I haven't been able to drink the tea you made for a few months. The maids in the house can't make a cup of tea that tastes like yours. I want to drink the tea you make every day for the rest of my life.”

She even sang as she scrambled and boiled the pasta. "Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head, Pulled my trigger, now he's dead. Mama, life had just begun, But now I've gone and thrown it all away." Lianne appreciated her voice now. It sounds good to hear as the dogs run out and bark. Queen's song was really different from hers. She took a frying pan and made a microphone. "Mamaaaaaa, ooh-ooh-oh-" "Does your tooth hurt?"

"And yes, of course. There is everything that you are going to need, so let's get this done." "Wait, what are you doing?" I ask right after when I hear the sound of a music, booming into the corridor. The sound follows me to the kitchen. "Oh, I am playing us a song: Oh my Gawd by Mr Eazi, Nicki Minaj, Major Lazer, and K4mo." She is grinning hard. "Oh, fuck. Anastasia did not teach you well. I wonder what the kids now know." I speak whisperingly. However, Kira heard me and she chuckles.

Orion just grunts from across the room , causing Lil to burst out laughing . “ What's up Lil ?” I ask her as she finishes teasing my mate . “ Just thought I would pop in to see my bestie . Anyway, probably best to have an early dinner .” I just look at her questioningly . She fidgets and then looks at me apologetically .

Joanna answered quickly. “I hope he’s cute. You put a lot of effort dressing for him today,” Paula said. “He is,” Joanna said with a smirk. They fell silent again working with fabric, pins, and mannequins. Then a new song started to play. “Oh, this is the jam,” Keyonna said happily. “Y’all will love this.” The beat sounded catchy and the singing was good. “What’s this called?” a girl asked. Joanna didn’t know her name. “Poison, by Bell Biv Devoe,” Keyonna answered as she moved to the middle of the floor. She started lightly dancing.

My heart pounded so damn hard that I was sure everyone in the room could hear. “Oh, no fair!” Lila exclaimed when she saw us. “You managed to get her to play again? You have to tell me your secret—she’s usually Ms. Shrinking Violet when it comes to the piano.” I hope to God my blush wasn’t too obvious as Aidan shot me a wink, then said, “Actually, she was working out a welcome home song, weren’t you, Clio?” he said, giving me that easy, infectious smile. “Yes, right,” I said, then launched into a rendition of Aretha Franklin’s R-E-S-P-E-C-T. A song I knew to be one of Lila’s go-to songs to get her pumped up.