Queen Mira
“Thanks, Lydia, it looks amazing.” I tell my stylist. She just finished braiding my hair with waist-length braids. A simple part down the center with gold accents throughout my dark brown hair.
“My pleasure, my queen.” She closes up her bags and proceeds to leave my bedroom.
Iroquois and the guys are down at the bar having some male bonding. It’s so cute thinking of them building their friendship. Poor Parrish has it bad. It’s his first night without Malani. I joke, but I get it. The idea of sleeping alone without Iroquois makes my heart ache. I’m so glad that when we met, they told us we had to share the same bed. Goddess, his scent is so calming. I’ve gotten some of the best sleep ever since finding him.
“Knock, knock, girl! We have the good stuff!” Erin knocks and ent
