“I know how this goes, ma’am. Let’s go.” Willow stepped out of the car, and I followed her, heading over to the big tent that was set up under the tree. When Weslei saw us, she smiled and headed in our direction.
“Hey, chicas! I’m glad y’all could make it,” she said, hugging us both.
“Yeah, gotta represent for our girl,” I replied.
“I know. I miss her already.”
“We do too,” Willow agreed.
“Y’all want something to eat or drink? We still have some food left,” Weslei offered.
“What do you guys have?” Willow asked.
“Wine coolers, tequila, vodka, cognac, and any chaser you’d like. For food options, we have ribs, burgers, chicken for the meat; baked beans, greens, potato salad, mac, and yams.”
Willow nodded. “I’ll take a wine cooler.”
“And I’ll take a Patrón margarita,” I answered.
“Okay. Y’all can sit anywhere, and I’ll be right back.” Willow and I took a seat, and I smiled, looking around at all the fancy cars and bikes.
“What’s up, ladies?” Jaxson asked, walking over to us.
Willow spoke first. “Hello, Jaxson.”
“Hey, Jax,” I replied. He gave us both a hug before taking a seat at the table.
“Shit much. Missing my brothers and Kenz being here with us, but other than that, shit is all good.”
“I hear that,” I said. “She’s excited about the new baby. I know she can’t wait to spoil it.” I laughed.
“Definitely going to rot that baby out. She doesn’t know when enough is enough when it comes to Sage and Sade.”
I laughed. “And you know why. My good sis wants a family. I’m sure we’ll be welcoming another baby Santana right after the wedding.”
“Ain’t no doubt about it,” he replied with a laugh. Weslei returned with our drinks just when they announced the races were about to begin.
“Come on. I got us the best seats in the house for this,” Jaxson said, and we all stood and followed him to where the starting line was located.
“Which one is our crew?” I asked.
Willow giggled. “Not you talking aboutourcrew.”
“We reppin’ Rebels all day, sis!” I exclaimed, throwing up the M with one hand and a C with the other.
Jaxson and Weslei laughed.
“Period, pooh!” Weslei yelled, and we all laughed.
“To answer your question, the one with the gold and red bike is us. That’s Ethan. Best rider we got on the squad,” Jaxson replied.
“Let’s go, Ethan. Whew!” I yelled, making Jaxson and everyone around us chuckle. A guy with way too many face tattoos walked up to us with a big bowl in his hands.
“Aye, we got the pot going. Y’all in?” he asked.
“How much is the bet?” Willow asked.
“Only twenty. Sumn light.” He shrugged.