Tempt Me, Barba.
Summary: Rafael Barba has a surprise waiting for him and a new detective is transferred from Chicago PD, originally from the Dominican Republic. This surprise, and this detective, what do they have in common?
Warning: Sexual content, mature language, possible violence, and too much time on my hands.
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Law&Order: Special Victims Unit, Chicago PD, and/or any and all of their affiliates. I also do not own any rights to the labels and artists that are/will be mentioned throughout this piece of fiction. No copyright infringement intended.
Author's Note and Updates: Hello! I am so happy you have stuck around to read chapter 5. That was a difficult chapter for me to type just for the reasons being that I wanted to give you all a bit of a deeper insight on who our main characters are, what they're like, their wants, needs, and the like. I haven't been near my computer mainly because I had to leave it behind at my parents' house while I traveled to Dominican Republic, which is originally where I'm from, to see family. My abuelita, grandma for my non-Spanish speaking audience, was in less than great health, so I went to see her and pay for her operation. You will all be happy know that she is doing so much better and she's up and about.
I have also been planning my wedding! Let me tell you, if you don't already know, weddings are not cheap on time and money. I've been in and out of the house with work already and planning a wedding on my own is a bit more than one can chew off. Fortunately, I have my wedding cake plans in order, the groomsmen are picked out, and I got an accurate list of my measurements for my dress. Believe me when I say that I have only taken the first 2 steps in this year-long process.
But enough about me. Let's get on with the story.
In case you missed it…
The SVU squad traipsed about Los Angeles, taking in the sights, eating, and just enjoying their first day in the City of Angels. They owned the night with a trip to the iconic Sound Nightclub, where the group watched Effy and our very own Barba yet again escape their feelings for each other. However, they weren't to be disappointed that night. Effy and Barba confessed their love to each other, just before ravaging one another in steamy and intense lovemaking.
So what happens now?
Read on, family.
WARNING: STEAMY HOT FRESH-SQUEEZED LEMON
Chapter 6: Breakfast, Desayuno
The sun dared to show its face as Effy and Barba slept peacefully in each other's arms, shining directly on their tangled bodies beneath the sheets.
"Ugh, just rain already" Effy said under her breath as she tightened her grip on Barba's waist.
"If it rained, it would be because you're not by my side" Barba sighed as he kissed her forehead.
"Well, good morning." Effy said, opening her eyes as she looked up at him.
"Good morning, preciosa (precious)" Barba said, holding her cheek in his hand.
"Last night was…breathtaking" Effy said as she got up, looking for her robe.
"Yes, it was. It was well worth the wait, don't you think?" Barba asked, reaching for his pajama pants.
Effy walked to the balcony's French doors and swung them open, letting the light, humid wind blow into the room.
Barba couldn't help but watch Effy from the bed.
She looked like a goddess with her hair blowing behind her, leaning on one of the doors looking down at the activity below her. The sun was shining on her olive-colored skin, making her look almost ethereal.
Effy turned around suddenly as she felt Barba's presence in closer proximity to her.
He stretched his hand out to her. She took his hand with hers and he pulled her close to him.
"You're so perfect, Elizabeth" Barba whispered as he kissed her forehead.
All Effy could do was hold him tighter.
Effy felt like she could melt around him. However, that moment kind of got ruined when they heard each other's stomachs growl.
"Maybe we should get some food." Effy suggested as she pulled away and put her nightdress back on under her robe.
"Good idea." Barba said as he pulled a black wife-beater on.
As they made their way out the door before going downstairs, they heard some conversation happening coming from the living room.
"Do you think they finally had sex?" Sonny asked, showing Simone and Aria to their taxicabs.
"How could they not? They had a pretty heated round of dancing in the club last night." Fin said as he waved to the girls from the door.
"Well, if they did, we wouldn't know." Amanda said, popping tortilla chips in her mouth while Nick dug in the bag of chips himself.
"Barba knows what he wants, and he wants Effy. He could have her anytime if he wanted to." Nick said, grabbing a handful of chips.
"Ahem" a voice said, startling the quartet.
"I'll have you know, we did make some sweet, passionate love last night." Effy said, sliding down the bannister of the stairs, landing on her feet at the bottom.
"I'm Rafael Barba, and I approve this message." Barba quipped, kissing her on the cheek.
The group whooped and clapped as they celebrated the happy pair still coming down from their post sex highs, every one of them.
Fin and Sonny ran to the door as they hear the PeaPod truck pull up to the house.
The rest of the group looked at them questionably.
"We ordered stuff to make breakfast with. Hope that's cool!" Sonny said, excitedly.
Nobody really knew a lot about Sonny, aside from the fact that he lacked a bit of the empathy factor. However, Sonny was a god in the kitchen. He could make a spicy steak fajita that could make a person's tastebuds jump in praise; he could even make an omelet that'd make a woman jump into bed with him after one forkful. Sonny liked cooking just for fun, and it made him happy that he could share that talent with the team.
Fin was a bit of a kitchen guy himself. He was all about clean eating but with a twist of flavor. Cooking was like his zen. He enjoyed making stir-fry dishes with seafood or bits of pepper steak, and then settling it with a fruit salad or homemade ice cream. He even helped his mother make food for the homeless when he was young; which he still takes pride in doing to this day.
"We're gonna cook for y'all, what's everyone craving?" Fin asked, grabbing a pen and paper.
"Actually, guys, can Georgia Peach and I help? We want to help too!" Effy offered, Amanda nodding affirmatively in return.
"The more the merrier. Come in in here, girls!" Sonny said, pulling them into the kitchen with him and Fin.
They group started talking excitedly over what to make, leaving Nick and Barba alone in the living room, with the television being the only sound breaking the silence.
"So, you and Effy, huh? Como fue?" (How did it go/how was it) Nick asked, looking at Barba through his peripherals.
"Aver, aver…como lo explico…Ay dios, it was almost ethereal." (Let's see, let's see, how can I explain it…oh god) Barba said, throwing his head back pleasantly.
"I feel bad for asking, but was she good?" Nick asked. (A/N: Amaro, you dumb ass.)
"Amazing. I've never made love to a woman like that. She's like, mythic…how could a woman like that be perfect in every way imaginable?" Barba said, deep in thought.
"That's how I feel with Amanda. I normally don't go for the gueras (white girls), but I look past the sex, and she's just this warm, wonderful, kind, feisty woman. I love her for that. Hell, I just love her. Period." Nick said, understanding full well what Barba said.
"I wonder…what would Yelina think of me being with Elizabeth?" Barba wondered.
Now, Yelina and Barba had a thing going on for a little bit when they were younger, and Effy was friends with both of them. However, when Yelina broke his heart and started dating Alex Muñoz, the current mayor of New York, Effy took Barba's side, shaming Yelina for leaving someone as great as him. Yelina and Effy hated each other ever since then and have always tried to one-up each other or bring the other down. Such behavior was beneath them, but because it was Rafael Barba, the untamed district attorney with a great sense of style and sass that could shut a person up in a heartbeat, they were at each other's throats for any reason.
"I highly doubt Yelina is interested in such a thing. She's got that idiot of a husband to deal with, on top of 3 little girls. She's got a full plate as it is." Nick added. He didn't know much about Yelina, but knew she was a bit fierce, but not as fierce as Effy. She was not as pretty as Effy, either.
"Breakfast is ready!" Amanda yelled from the kitchen, startling the two men.
"Any louder, Mandy?" Sonny said, throwing a towel at her.
"Call me Mandy again, and I'll cut you." Amanda said playfully, at least Sonny hoped it was playfully.
Barba and Nick walked into the kitchen, looking in awe at all of the food on the counter.
Scrambled eggs with black beans and chorizo (spicy Mexican sausage), bacon, fruit salad, handmade butter, sourdough bread, veggie and meat fritatas (Italian omelets), Spanish rice, turkey sausage, chicken salad, and veggie stir fry, all laid out in front of everyone.
Effy was making Mimosas and slicing peaches with sweet cream on the side for a dip.
Barba was watching that beauty of a woman turn and smile as she swept her hair to the side. Barba enjoyed the way her movements were so fluid and light when she did things. Much like her, her movements were perfect as well.
"Quieres uno, mi amor?" (would you like one, my love?) Effy asked as she set a mimosa down in front of him.
"Of course." Barba said, taking the drink and smiling at her.
"Y'all gonna flirt, or are we gonna eat?" Fin said, teasingly.
"All right, all right, let's dig in." Barba said, laughing.
FOOD, GLORIOUS FOOD. LAUGHS AND CONVERSATION.
After the settling of breakfast and conversation, the group worked together to clear the dishes and fix up the kitchen.
However, among the commotion and conversation, the sound of thunder interrupted the happy group chatter.
"There's rain coming. It looks like it might be a storm." Effy observed, walking to the balcony.
Barba was aware of the changing weather, but he was enjoying watching Effy sway her hips side to side as she walked away. Her black robe dragging across the ground, her olive skin, her long hair, those perfectly manicured nails, and those eyes, Barba loved it all.
He couldn't help but walk up to her, and rest his hands on her hips.
"You know what that means?" Barba whispered in her ear.
"What?" Effy asked.
"We can go back to the bedroom." Barba said, kissing her neck.
"Breakfast totally whipped me. Let's go cuddle, yeah?" Effy asked as she turned around and rested her head on his chest.
"Of course. We can nap it off if you'd like" Barba offered. He didn't need to have sex with her to feel close to her.
Effy nodded as they made their way back upstairs.
Once they got to the bedroom, Barba helped Effy out of her robe and carried her to the bed.
He got into the bed himself and pulled Effy close to him, her head resting on his chest. Barba was immediately soothed as he heard her soft and steady breathing as she drifted off to sleep. Barba then nodded off to sleep himself, caught up in the gentle bliss of having his lovely Effy by his side.
2 HOURS LATER
The couple got a rude wakeup when they heard banging from none other than Nick and Amanda's room.
"Ugh, come the fuck on." Barba grumbled, as he heard the banging quicken through the wall.
"Otra vez? (Again?) " Effy groaned, burying her face in his shirt.
The two got up and made their way to their room.
"Ni pusieron sus chapas (They didn't even lock the door)." Barba noted, as he opened the door.
Unfortunately, they were right. They were having some severely intense sex.
"You can't really unsee that, honestly…" Effy said out loud.
"OH SHIT!" Amanda yelled as Nick yelped and rolled off the bed.
"I'm going to safely assume an orgy is out of the question. Shame, really. I thought it'd be some real fun." Effy sighed.
The three looked at her with some puzzlement in their eyes.
"What? No idea is a bad idea." Effy huffed.
"You got yourself a good one, Barba." Nick called out from the floor, his hand patting around for the bed.
"So…if an orgy isn't gonna happen…can I play with Effy?" Amanda asked.
"Wait, what the fuck, what about me?" Barba argued.
"You wanna play too, Barba?" Amanda said, confused.
"Maybe…later?" Nick asked.
"Can I play?" Sonny yelled from downstairs.
"SHUT UP SONNY!" everyone yelled.
"Rude!" Sonny yelled back.
The group, featuring the naked duo, just stayed where they were in silence, trying to figure out what to do.
In between quiet moments, the sun came out in a blaze of glory.
"Well, sun's out…let's go to the beach." Effy said, changing the subject.
"I'm down with that." Amanda agreed.
"Just one thing." Nick began.
Everyone was eager to hear what he had to say.
"GET OUT!" he yelled, throwing clothes at Effy and Barba.
"Come back to us about that orgy!" Barba laughed, running off with Effy.
The pair returned to their room down the hall and threw themselves on the bed laughing their asses off.
"Were you serious about that orgy?" Effy asked in between fits of laughter.
"Maybe I was, and maybe I wasn't" Barba replied, laughing as well.
The two got up and started packing for their visit to the beach. Effy was about to pin her hair up to shower until Barba came up behind her and grabbed her hand.
"I was going to go shower, what's wrong?" Effy asked.
"Nothing's wrong, my beautiful Elizabeth. I was wondering, though." Barba began.
"What about…we go and shower…together?" He asked, slipping her nightgown straps off her shoulders and let the silky fabric fall off of her body, exposing her body only for his eyes.
He turned her around and started kissing her fervently, one of his hands running through her hair and the other feeling her soft skin against his body.
"Maybe I should skip breakfast from now on and just kiss you all morning." Barba whispered as he started kissing her down her lips to her neck until he traveled down to her womanhood.
"Or, I could take a nibble at your lovely piece here, maybe that'd satisfy me?" he asked her as he started kissing her there.
"I'm sure you could have a nibble anywhere. After all, I am yours." Effy sighed, running her fingers through his hair.
"Maybe a shower can solidify that." Barba grunted as he picked her up and made his way to the shower.
"Ahh! Pero mi cabello! (But my hair)" Effy squealed as she heard him turn on the shower.
"I'll wash your hair, give you a nice scalp massage; perhaps I'll massage your other parts…." Barba suggested, kissing her waist as he kept her over his shoulder.
"Oh, that's nice, my love." Effy sighed, as he started to set her down.
"Querido, todavia tienes tu ropa puesto (My dear, you still have your clothes on)" Effy whispered, lightly tugging at Barba's shirt.
"Oh, you're right, I do" he said before he stripped down.
"I never noticed that tattoo before, my dear" Effy said, pointing her manicured fingertip to the head of a king cobra peeking out of his black boxer shorts.
"I didn't know how you'd react to your man having ink on him" Barba said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"You've seen mine. Only reason I probably didn't see that (points to the tattoo) is because it was dark last night and I was bent over or kissing you during missionary." Effy explained.
"But yours are actually lovely and perfect, just like you. I constantly look at yours and I always wonder, 'how can she stand the pain and still make it look so beautiful?' , and I—" Barba was cut off by Effy's lips.
"I love you, but shut the fuck up and let me see your snake, and not the one attached to your pelvis." Effy said after kissing him.
Barba paused hesitantly as he gripped the waistband.
"Oh, you're such a baby" Effy said as she gripped the waistband and pulled his boxer shorts down.
"It's actually quite nice. I have no idea what you're bitching about." Effy said, reaching out to touch it, feeling Barba get goosebumps from her fingers grazing his skin.
"Well, fuck a shower." Barba sighed, as he pulled Effy up and grabbed her from under her thighs and propped her up on the counter of the adjoining sinks.
He started kissing and biting her neck as he let his hand reach down to stroke her womanhood.
Effy threw her head back as she felt herself want more.
As Barba positioned himself at her womanhood, she looked up at him, watching his eyes darken much like hers did the night before.
"I won't be so gentle this time, my love." He whispered before kissing her sweetly.
"You should know by now that I like it a little rough." She replied.
With that, Barba pushed into her, feeling her cave in on him, almost on command.
With every thrust, Effy dug her nails into his back, moaning his name over and over again. Effy let him overpower her with every fiber of her being.
As she bit his neck, his grip on her waist got tighter, like he was holding onto her for dear life.
Barba seemed to forget the hot shower water was running as steam seemed to fill up the room along with the smell of passionate sex. He made a mental note to febreeze the bathroom before leaving for the beach.
However, he was sure to forget that as he thrust harder and deeper into Effy every second.
"Oh my god, Elizabeth. You're a goddess sent from the highest heaven." Barba moaned as he felt himself ready to climax soon.
"Rafi, eres un dios! (You're a god!)" she heard herself yell out loud as she too felt herself coming close to release.
He pulled her hair as he kissed her hard as they both came.
The two sighed as Barba held Effy close, feeling her breathing against his chest.
"Jesus, in less than 24 hours, you reached for my soul." Effy said, still trying to catch her breath.
"Mmm, I don't like to take my time with certain things, or people" Barba said, kissing her forehead.
"We should probably take that shower now." Effy said, resting her head on his chest.
"Yeah, that's a good idea." Barba said, getting her off of the counter, and they both made their way into the shower.
(A/N: Yes, they had sex in the shower. Chill.)
Once they showered, they got situated for a trip to the beach.
Barba put on a black v-neck t-shirt with black and white board shorts with black low-top converse sneakers. He finished his look off with a grey beach towel and black sunglasses.
Effy wore a mint-colored strappy two-piece bikini with lace decoration and a sheer white cover up. She finished off her look with her black strappy wedges, black sun hat, and black beach bag.
Once they were ready to leave, they ran downstairs to catch up with the crew.
"How are we getting to the beach?" Fin asked as everyone grabbed some snacks to take with them.
"Channeling the spirits of Miss Aria now." Sonny said. "She's got a majorly cool and Seventies-style van she used to take with her girls to Coachella and other festivals.
"Aaaaaand, how do you know this?" Amanda said, popping her bubblegum.
"We facetime and we just talk about things. I actually really like her." Sonny said, genuinely feeling proud of how he connected with her in a short amount of time.
"Hope you invited her to the beach, then. She's really nice and I think she's a good match for you." Effy said, checking her hat and hair in the mirror.
"I did invite her. Oh! She's here right now!" Sony exclaimed, waving at a black bikini-clad Aria standing in front of a retro-chic Trans Am outside. To Fin's surprise, she brought his lovely new friend, Simone, with her.
"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce this beach day on!" Barba said excitedly, tossing a volleyball at Nick.
The crew crowded into the van and made their way to the beach.
On the way, Barba got a weird chill up his spine. 'What could that be?' He wondered. He just shrugged it off and looked forward to the rest of the day.
VAMOS A LA PLAYA! (LET'S GO TO THE BEACH!)
The crew climbed out of the van and set up a little picnic camp in a nice area of the beach, right in the middle in between sand and water.
Amanda, Aria, Effy, and Simone stripped off their cover-ups and laid down on towels to tan, and their men couldn't stop salivating over the curvy and perfectly tattooed women laid in front of them.
"If looks could kill…" Sonny said.
"We'd all be…" Fin added.
"Dead and horny." Nick and Barba finished.
"We can hear you." The four women said in unison.
"Let's let the ladies tan, in the meantime, let's play some ball." Fin suggested.
The three men grabbed the volleyball and started serving up a game of doubles.
"So tell us, oh Barba, how was the consummation of pre-marital sexual acts last night?" Sonny asked, bumping the ball over to Nick.
"Oh, young grasshopper, it was electric, and then some." Barba replied as he dove when Nick missed the ball.
"Do you mean to tell us that you two picked it up earlier this morning?" Nick said as he helped Barba up.
"Oh, yeah, right before we showered. We did it one more time there. It's safe to say she was squeaky clean, as was I." Barba chuckled, dusting himself off.
"Y'all are getting it on pretty frequently, huh?" Fin said, laughing as he served the ball to Barba.
"I love that woman, with or without sex. She's perfect." Barba said.
The guys took a break after playing for a few more rounds and sat down to dish about Barba and Effy.
"So, tell us. Did you know Effy before she came to the precinct?" Sonny said, lighting up a blunt.
The other three men looked at him sideways.
"It's California. Live a little. Barba, don't think that I didn't notice the hints of weed on you when we left New York." Sonny said, taking a hit.
"Pass that shit, man." Barba said.
The four decided to pass the blunt as Barba began to talk.
"To answer your question, Sonny, I did know her before. She was a close family friend, still is. She and her family would visit my family in New York and Cuba, and my family and myself would do the same in Chicago, and Dominican Republic. She was close with my friends, and I with hers. She knew Yelina, Alex, and Eddie from our Jerome Avenue days, and I knew Yadira, Naomi, Joaquin, Angel, and Joey from her 62nd and Archer life. She was a rough and tough girl, always fought her own battles, and (chuckles) never afraid to pick them. Her family life wasn't always picture perfect, though. Her father and mother kept appearances but behind closed doors, they were constantly fighting, her father beat them, drank himself blind, everything un hijo de la gran puta (a son of a bitch) with no conscience will do when nobody is watching."
The three men listened intently as they continued passing the blunt.
"When Elizabeth got older, we were all in high school. She spent the summer with me in Florida. My mother had gotten her and her mother plane tickets as a birthday gift. I was dating Yelina at the time, but she was in Model U.N. in Seattle with her private school, so she couldn't come. When we went to Florida, I found out from Eddie that Yelina was messing around with some guy at the hotel from another school. I was heartbroken, because I thought I loved her, but something told me that deep down, I felt closer to Elizabeth. When we were driving a golf cart around a country club I used to caddy for, we sat on a hill and we stared at stars. I cried in front of her, realizing that Yelina would never be mine anymore. Elizabeth didn't laugh at me, though. She pulled me up to her, and she held me close to her. The only words she said to me were 'you did what you could to love her, and it wasn't enough for her. You're a great guy, and I know you can sweep a girl off of her feet and carry her off into the sunset. Live for yourself, love yourself, and move forward.' I took those words with me for the rest of my life. I set out to do what I wanted and needed to do. (Takes a puff) Everyday I went to school, worked, and exercised; I always kept that pretty young spitfire Elizabeth in the back of my mind. When you fast forward to the current time, I never thought I'd live to see the day I would see that tough little lady blossom into the irresistibly beautiful, still tough-as-nails, statuesque, shooting from the hip, Elizabeth Violetta Santa Rosa. I fell in love with her then, and even more so now."
"Man, that was beautiful." Fin said, passing the remains of the blunt to Nick.
"Yeah, this is truly a real love story." Nick said, finishing off the remains.
"Oh yeah, that's really something. Man, you are clearly made for each other." Sonny said, shedding a lone tear from his eye.
"I only fear that Yelina, obviously now Alex's first lady of New York, knows of this." Barba said, wondering that exact thought right at that moment.
"She's probably cleaning up messes and running after her kids. I'm sure your current relationship has not crossed her mind." Nick said reassuringly.
"I suppose you're right." Barba said.
"We should get up and group up with the girls, I've got the munchies like a motherfucker." Fin said, getting up.
The three men agreed and went to find the girls.
When they returned, they found the girls taking selfies.
"How cute, the Million Dollar Quartet returned." Effy said, looking up at the men with a smile.
"Can we get in on this selfie?" Sonny asked.
"Well, hell yeah! Let's get the Weekend Squad in here!" Simone exclaimed.
The eight adults took a selfie together and posted it to social media with the caption
"Living for the weekend in sunny California with the Squad!"
The rest of the time the group took silly pictures and went about with happy chatter and snacks being passed around among them.
The crew, with the exception of Barba and Effy went off to go play in the water and pass the volleyball around.
"Let's get a smoothie." Barba offered.
"Sure, sounds great!" Effy said.
After the two bought a smoothie, they started walking back, holding hands.
"Is that you, Rafi?" a voice called from behind them.
Yelina.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck" Barba whispered, wincing.
"Ah, hello, Yelina. How are things?" Barba asked, hiding Effy behind him.
"Well, much better now that you're here in front of me. I forgot how good you looked without a shirt." Yelina purred, reaching out to touch his chest.
Effy couldn't see what was going on, but she heard the smoothness in Yelina's voice and recognized that with breakneck quickness.
"Yelina, what would Alex think?" Barba said, knowing that she was trying something. He could also sense Effy's searing anger behind him, and reached behind him to steady her hands.
She calmed down almost immediately.
"What Alex doesn't know, won't hurt him." She said getting closer to him.
Effy couldn't wait anymore.
"Hello, Yelina. I knew I smelled desperation somewhere." Effy said, with a hint of hate in her voice.
"Elizabeth, this is a surprise. It's been about 15 years since we last saw each other, no?" Yelina said stiffly.
"Yes, that sounds right. Tell me, are you still breaking hearts and taking souls?" Elizabeth drawled, narrowing her eyes.
"If you don't know already, I'm married to Alex. We have three beautiful children together." Yelina replied.
"Well, if you're happily married with children, then why are you here in Los Angeles alone? Trouble in paradise?" Effy asked, crossing her arms.
"I was visiting family here. I thought it'd be nice to get away for a bit." Yelina bit back, her eyes darkening with annoyance.
"Well, tell Alex I said hello. I'm sure he misses me. I can't say the same for you and Rafi though." Effy said nonchalantly, reading Yelina to absolute filth.
(A/N: Time for Drag Queen Dictionary #1. "Reading" in this sense, means to wittily and incisively expose a person's flaws (i.e. "reading them like a book"), often exaggerating or elaborating on them; an advanced format of the insult. The term is a reference to the film Paris is Burning. From RuPaul's Drag Race Wiki)
"Well, I doubt he misses a police brat with only her body to her name." Yelina spat.
"That is enough, Yelina. You could learn something from Elizabeth; She didn't abandon people the way you did. Be gone." Barba said, clearly upset.
"Very well. I can take a hint." Yelina said, defeated.
As she walked away, she turned around and jumped at Effy, pulling her hair.
"JESUS CHRIST, WOMAN!" Effy yelled, as she tried to stand her ground.
Yelina pulled her down onto the sand, but just as she was about to drag her, Yelina felt two hands slam her down by her ankles onto the sand.
It was Amanda.
"You're not taking Rafi from me, I won't let you." Yelina snarled at Effy, pulling her hair.
"Oh my god, is hair pulling all you can do? You bore me." Effy spat as she used her legs to kick Yelina off of her.
Yelina laid in fetal position as she had her ass handed to her by Effy.
"One thing I forgot to mention, Yelina." Barba began.
"What?" Yelina coughed as she tried to pick herself up.
"I belong to Elizabeth, and she belongs to me. You're a disgraceful wife and mother. I never want to see you again." Barba said coldly, walking away as he took Effy by the hand, Amanda hurrying behind them.
Yelina stood in her place, tearing up. "I never meant to hurt you, Rafi. I didn't want you to know about what happened that summer." She whispered to herself.
"What a child. She has three of her own and she's the one that acts up." Amanda observed, helping Effy smooth out her hair and clean out the sand from her hair.
"Yelina was beside herself for what she did to Rafi. She knew what she did and was only sorry she got caught." Effy explained, Barba nodded, running a hand through his hair in frustration.
"No matter. Let's just enjoy the rest of the day and then go out to dinner, just the eight of us." Effy said, giving a small smile.
She wasn't going to let a small scuffle with Yelina ruin her weekend. When it came to situations like that, she followed some very wise words by a famous drag queen, Bianca Del Rio (A/N: GOOGLE HER NOW.), "Not today, Satan, not today."
The three walked back to the group after talking things out together, unsure of how to prevent another Yelina storm from rolling in.
They all tried to shake it out of their minds and focused on having fun with everyone else.
The rest of the day, well into the sunset, the eight adults played volleyball, tag, and then did chicken-fights in the water.
"Let's head home, we can get dressed and go out to dinner." Fin suggested.
The other seven members of the group agreed and piled into the van with their stuff.
Aria and Simone went back to their places to change so they could meet at the house where Barba and the detectives stayed.
The remaining four went into the house and went to their respective rooms to fix themselves up.
While everyone was figuring out what to wear, Sonny was on the phone with Aria.
When he got off the phone, he yelled out to everyone, and unfortunately Fin was within very close earshot.
"WE'RE GOING TO ANGELINI OSTERIA!" Sonny called out to everyone.
"OKAY!" everyone else yelled.
Fin and Sonny decided to dress normally with simple t-shirts and dark jeans and went out to the porch to smoke a cigarette and have a drink or two.
Amanda curled her hair and pinned it back as she put on a black high-waist skater skirt with a pastel blue blouse and blue embroidered toms
Nick opted for a grey v-neck t-shirt and black jeans with black vans.
Effy wore olive green skinny jeans and a white crop top with a black flannel button-down shirt. She topped off her outfit with her hair in a messy bun and black ballet flats.
Barba wore black jeans and a simple turquoise v-neck shirt with black low top converse.
Once the four upstairs were ready to go, they saw Simone and Aria already at downstairs with Fin and Sonny.
"Let's head out!" Aria said, grabbing Sonny by the hand as he led everyone out to the awaiting taxicabs in front of the house.
MEANWHILE SOMEWHERE IN LOS ANGELES
Yelina sat in a dimly lit hotel room, playing "Never Gonna Give You Up" by Rick Astley on a loop.
As she got dressed, she put on a white skintight dress with white heels, and a white lace veil atop her head. She looked like a saint dressed in all white, with a satanic agenda.
Never gonna make you cry,
Never gonna say goodbye,
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you.
"I'll get Rafael back from Elizabeth if it's the last thing I do." Yelina said to herself as she started loading a silver handgun with bullets.
Yelina was planning to do something, but what exactly was she planning?
CLIFF-MOTHAFUCKIN-HANGER!
I hate to do this to you all, but I can't just give away a devious plan and what shit is about to go down. Just know that something is about to go down. What is Yelina planning? Find out next time
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