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Chapter 21
Davia
Happy Birthday, to ya, Happy Birthday to ya, Happy Birthday! This is what I was listening to on my way to meet Spencer after my birthday breakfast with my brother, my sister, my friends and my daddy. I knew they were setting something up for me, but I let on like I didn’t have a clue. It was so nice and I received some wonderful gifts. Jackson had to work earlier that day, but he did call me and he sent me about three dozen tulips…I love tulips…one pink, one yellow, one red. I was so happy to wake up and answer that door, and see the floral delivery guy bring in those flowers. They were so beautiful and to be honest, no man has ever done that for me. My man just continues to do things to make me fall deeper and deeper in love with him. I’m a lucky girl.
He also had something planned for that evening and he was so hush hush about it, I’m surprised he didn’t give it one of those secret codenames or something. Alright, let me stop bitching. I should be happy that my baby is planning something secretive and special for me…and who am I trying to kid…I am! Oh, how I love that boy!
Anyway, this is a day of spoiling for me and I am all for that. Spencer wanted to take me to lunch before he leaves for Australia for a few months and who am I to turn down a free meal. He said the reason that he was leaving was because he had planned this trip a month ago and he needed it, just to relax and get away. I know he’s trying to avoid Natasha and their past, so guess what I’m going to try and do?
That’s right. I’m going to stick my nose all in their business because if I don’t, those two are going to be fuckin’ miserable for the rest of their damn lives. Just call it one of my contributions to the world, because those two are the saddest got damn people that I’ve ever seen.
I met Spencer at one of our favorite spots to eat. This place had the best Italian food ever and we would order a large pepperoni and sausage pizza with mushrooms, black olives and extra cheese, and sit in the huge, red vinyl booths and study for hours. No one bothered us and because they were so cool about us just taking up their booth for hours, we always left a good tip. It kind of became our place and because he was leaving in a few days, he told me that he wanted to celebrate my birthday in our place. Aw, ain’t that sweet?
I walked into the restaurant and saw Spencer on his cell and he didn’t look very happy. When I slid in the booth next to him, he got off the phone and smiled at me. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and said, “Hey, birthday girl.”
“Hey. Are you alright? You looked a little pissed off when I walked in,” I answered.
Spencer and that smile could do any woman in. “My miserable, son of a bitch of a father, that’s all.”
“Wow. You must feel all warm and gooey inside from that phone call, huh?” I asked.
“Yeah, right. He’s pissed off because I’m leaving and I could give a shit. There’s nothing he can do about it, because I’m a grown man who has his own money and I don’t have to depend on him for dough…well, I inherited the cash from my grandmother, my mother’s mother, but hell, it’s still mine. He can’t touch it because that’s the way she set it up because she couldn’t stand his ass, so that gives me the right to tell him to kiss my ass whenever and wherever I please. I love it,” Spencer said.
“Is he still bothering you about working for Avondale Industries?” I asked. The waitress came over and we placed our orders.
“Yeah. I don’t want to work there. It’s filled with a bunch of money hungry capitalists who only give a damn about the all mighty dollar and that’s not me,” Spencer stated as the waitress came back with a lemonade for Spencer and a raspberry lemonade for me.
“Well what about your brother?” I asked of his older brother P.J., or Preston Junior as I sipped my drink slowly, peering my eyes at him.
“Oh, the asshole who calls me a trust fund hippie? P.J. lives for that shit, but he’s not like my father. I mean, you’ve met him. He’s a freakin’ riot,” Spencer said as I nodded. His brother looked just like him, but he had blue eyes. He was truly a work of art and he knew it. I recall him telling me from that one meeting how he thought that his name was gay, and P.J. was so much cooler. I personally, kind of dig the name, but that’s neither here nor there.
“Yeah, he’s something else,” I said.
“That he is. Dav, I just want to be a civil rights attorney, do some pro bono work. I want to help people who really need it and my father just doesn’t get it. He keeps telling me that I’m going to do all that work for no pay. I have enough money to last me several lifetimes. Why can’t I do something to help others and not get judged for it? Why doesn’t he understand that?” Spencer asked.
I sighed as I looked at my friend. “I don’t know, sweetie. You know your father better than anyone. You’re already on the highway to hell as far as he’s concerned. If your gut is telling you not to work at A.I. and to continue on your path, then to hell with him. I’m glad that you have the balls to do what you want with your life and you're not letting your father dictate what you do. Most guys in your position would just roll over for dear old dad," I stated.
Spencer looked into my eyes and grinned. "Well, you of all people should know by now that I'm not most guys."
I grinned at him because he was true. Spencer was such a good dude...and so damn pretty. I didn't know about his money until I found out what his last name was. When I did, he was still the same Spencer. He was my friend. I just wanted to see him happy and I had a feeling Natasha was the key to all of that.
"You're most definitely not. But, I do have a question for you. If you didn’t have the money, would you still be going this route?”
Spencer answered me with no hesitation. “Yeah…I would. It’s what I want to do. But, enough about all that. It’s your day. I know you’re expecting a gift now, right?” he asked with a grin.
Spencer told me about his relationship with his father and it wasn’t good, so I was used to him changing the subject after he spoke about him. “You got that right. Come on, big money, big money!” I exclaimed, rubbing my hands together as he laughed. Spencer pulled out a small pink teddy bear with a silver, pink and white balloon that said Happy Birthday and a gift wrapped in red and silver.
“Oh, he’s so cute…thank you. And there’s more…cool,” I said as I ripped open the package. I smiled widely.
“Boogie and Guitar Hero III for Wii! Yeah! Thank you, thank you…you know I’ve been talking about these!” I exclaimed as he laughed at me. I gave him a huge hug as the pizza came out.
After our embrace came to a halt, Spencer took a slice of pizza, placed it on a plate for me, then one on his plate. He was such a gentleman, just like Jackson. Damn, I love these southern boys. We began to eat and he said, “I know. Happy Birthday, kid. You deserve a great day…you’re a cool ass girl, Dav. You deserve to be happy.”
Now was the perfect time to strike, I thought as I bit into my pizza, savoring the hot, melted cheese, the savory sauce and the delicious toppings. I chewed, then swallowed before I took another bite.
“So do you. Spencer, have you talked to Tasha?” I asked. Spencer’s shoulders became rigid and he sat up ramrod straight, a far cry from the relaxed guy from a few minutes ago. But his eyes told a different story. He still wanted Natasha…he still loved her.
“No, I haven’t and I don’t plan to, Dav. Just leave it alone, little Ms. Nosy,” he stated as I chewed. I stopped chewing, swallowed the tasty pizza and took a sip of my drink. Then, I started speaking to him again.
“Now you know that’s not going to happen. Spencie, if you knew the truth about everything, you wouldn’t be saying that. You didn’t even give her a chance to explain,” I stated as he wolfed down his first slice and started with his second. He didn’t say anything as he bit half of the second slice of pizza. Then, he spoke.
“What else is there to say? Spencer, I’m sorry about taking you and making you love me then stomping all over your heart like it’s a doormat?” he asked with a little harshness in his voice.
“No, it wasn’t like that. There were things that happened that you don’t know about that were pretty fucked up and I don’t think I should be the one to tell you. I also think that there’s more that she has to tell you, but she didn’t tell me,” I replied as he looked at me before wolfing the rest of his second slice of pizza, picking up a third. The boy could eat.
“Like what? What do you think it is?” he asked, his interest picqued.
“You have to ask her. Spence, from what I’ve seen and heard, you two have a lot of history…a lot of shitty history, but I know that there’s good history too, because of they way you both react when either of your names are mentioned in the presence of the other. There’s a reason for everything that happened between you and my cousin and you need to talk to her and find out what really went down. I can’t tell you because I’m not going to betray her trust like that and I think you two need to discuss this between yourselves. But, I do know this…when my mommy died, it showed me that life is not promised to any of us and until her last breath, my mother lived to the fullest and loved hard…with all of her heart. She taught me that sometimes, you just have to give in to your heart and live. Spencer Avondale, I know you still love Natasha and even if you don’t admit it vocally, your eyes say otherwise. The only thing I will say is that it’s not what you think and that she still loves you with all of her heart…she’s never stopped,” I stated as I picked up another slice of pizza and took some cheese, wrapped it around my index finger, and placed it into my mouth.
Spencer looked at me and said, “How do you know that?” His voice held uncertainty, fear and hope.
“Because she told me and my cuz never lies to me. Give me your phone,” I demanded as he handed it over to me. I then put in Natasha’s home and cell phone number. She told me it was okay to give them to him and I did. She actually lived in Dallas with my cousin Naomi and went to grad school at Delvey University. After I placed the numbers in the phone, I looked at him, then slid his phone back to him.
“The ball’s in your court now, youngun. Now, you can be a bitch ass and not call her, or you can be the man that I know and love and find out what really went down. Since I’m cooler than a fan and I don’t hang out with bitch ass dudes, I know what you’re going to do…right?” I asked as he smiled at me, shaking his head.
“Heaven forbid that you think I’m a bitch ass. I’ll call her, but only when I’m ready, Dav. Your ass is so damn bossy,” Spencer stated, still smiling at me.
I grinned back. “That I am. But, just to make sure that we’re clear, you’re my boy and I got mad love for you. Natasha is my cousin, my favorite cousin, my blood. I know her. I know that she hurt you, but it wasn’t intentional. I don’t want you doin’ any retaliation hurtin’ type shit like most punk ass men do, you feel me? Because if you do, I’m going with fam first, and I’m kickin’ your ass next. So, don’t make me choose sides because I really don’t want to do that,” I said as he shook his head at me, still smiling.
“I understand that. I wouldn’t expect anything else. I’m gonna miss you, Dav,” he said.
“Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m gonna miss you, too. But, e-mail me a couple of lines and call…let a sista know what’s good with you okay?” I asked as he nodded yes. We finished the rest of our lunch, discussing summer plans and the next semester of law school. I know that I butted in where I didn’t belong, but I knew that if I didn’t, those two would get nowhere, and fast.
I wanted my friend and Natasha to have what I have…and if I just put my nose where it didn’t belong to help them get it, then, oh well. They’ll be thanking me at their wedding later…I hope.
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Jackson
I looked out at the road ahead of me and then I glanced at the woman in the seat next to me. Actually, I glanced at those sexy legs of hers, then her entire being. This girl was the love of my life and I was doing everything in my power to make this a special birthday. She was dressed in this butter yellow, tube top like dress and it was taking everything in me not to grab her and pull that dress down and …slow down, boy. I’ve got time for that…plenty of time for that.
When we walked into Javier’s and sat at our table, she grinned as I laced her right hand through my left.
“You look so beautiful, Dav. I can’t take my eyes off of you,” I replied as she grinned.
“Well, then, the dress is doing it’s job,” she said.
“It’s not just the dress…it’s the woman in the dress and she’s gorgeous,” I stated as she blushed.
“Thank you, baby. Hey, I remember this place. We haven’t been here in a long time. This was where we had our first date. I was so damn nervous,” she stated honestly as I bent over and ran my lips lightly over her knuckles.
“I wasn’t,” I said with confidence.
“I know. You talked me to me and I relaxed. You really put me at ease,” she stated as I stared into her eyes.
“I wanted you to be comfortable and I wanted it to be a good night. I hoped it would turn out just the way that it did and look at what happened? We’re right back here again,” I said smiling at her.
“Yes, we are. Jackson, baby, this day has been so wonderful. First, you sending me my favorite flowers, and my family and friends this morning and afternoon and now, it’s just you and me celebrating my birthday. I love those earrings and that dress, baby,” she replied.
“I’m glad, but that’s not all. I’ve got more in store for you,” I said with a grin.
Davia blessed me with that heavenly smile of hers. “Really? There’s more?”
She was so adorable, I thought as I ran my thumb over her knuckles. “Yes…a lot more.”
After dinner, we ended up in our second location…Rosenbloom Park. Davia grinned at me.
“Oh, I remember this place. I especially remember this bench,” she stated as she sat down and I sat next to her.
“I sat here and you sat next to me and I called you out on your bullshit,” Davia said as I laughed. I pulled her in my arms and her back was to my front. Her hands went on top of mine as I kissed her neck.
“You sure did and I loved you for that. It was cool to see that you weren’t bent that I had brought other women here before,” I said as she softly moaned as my lips continued to lay light kisses along the side of her softly scented neck.
“Because it wasn’t a huge issue and I also knew it could end up either two ways,” she said. My lips were right near her left ear.
“What was that?” I asked.
“Either I wasn’t going to be the last woman you brought here or I was going to be the last woman you ever brought here…and see, I was right. I’m the last one standing,” Davia said as I laughed.
“Yes, sugar you are. The last one and the only one. It’s a beautiful night, huh?” I asked as she nodded her head in agreement.
“It sure is,” she said as we just sat together, looking at the night sky and the pond for about 15 minutes, just talking about any and everything. Then, Davia switched gears.
“I have a question for you,” Davia stated as she played with my fingers.
“What is it, baby?” I asked.
“Did you honestly see us here…with each other…as we are now…when you asked me out?” she asked. I took a breath and began to answer her question.
“Honestly…I kind of knew in my gut that you were different from any woman I had ever known, but I wasn’t certain about anything until we kissed. Then I knew. I was going to do everything in my power to keep you and to be with you. That kiss awakened feelings in me that I never knew I had for any woman, sweetness. That kiss basically brought us here…well, that’s not all true. Wait, come with me,” I said as I stood up and pulled her up with me.
“Where are we off to now?” she asked with a grin.
“Come on baby, haven’t you had a good time so far?” I asked as I pulled my arms around her waist. Her fingers played with the collar of my short sleeved grey polo shirt.
She looked up into my eyes with those big brown eyes of hers and smiled. “I have had a wonderful time so far…get it right.”
I laughed and kissed her on the lips softly, then the forehead as my right hand lightly slapped her ass.
“Alright then. Continue to cooperate and come with me. Come on,” I said as I held her hand and walked back to my car. There was one more destination and I hoped she would like it.
I had my hands over her eyes as we walked through the door of the last location and I locked it.
“I don’t know about this covered eyes stuff, Jackson. I want to see where I am,” Davia said as I continued to hold one hand over her eyes and one arm around her waist. I kissed her on the neck again and smiled.
“You will soon. Just wait a minute, woman, alright?” I asked as I stopped. Then, I removed my hand from her eyes and I stepped away from her. She was kind of close to the door and I was walking away.
Davia looked around slowly, then stared back at me as a slow smile crept across her face. “This is your old classroom.”
“Yep. It sure is,” I said with a grin as I leaned on the podium in the middle of the lecture hall. Davia crossed her arms, and shifted all of her weight on her right leg. She looked so damn sexy, I thought as I stared at her.
“I remember it was a pretty cold day and you came slipping into my class 10 minutes late…,” I said as Davia smiled at me.
“Due to Hurricane Falene,” she said as I chuckled lowly.
“Due to your sister as you say,” I said.
“That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it,” she said as she fluttered her eyelashes at me. I laughed again and began to speak once more. It was hard to stay by that podium and not just take her in my arms, but if I did, I wouldn’t get this out and I had so much to say to her.
“Davia, you stopped my heart when I saw you and you started it at the same time. I just thought you were cute, really cute, then when I saw you after class…you were still cute, but beautiful was a more proper word for you. Baby, I thought you were so beautiful,” I said as her head tilted to the side. She looked absolutely adorable and I had to put my hands in my pockets to keep my composure.
“You really don’t know where I was at the time. I had everything going for me professionally, but personally, my life sucked. I was bitter as shit because of Paulina and what she did to me. I wasn’t happy at all, and I kind of just went with the flow of the everyday. I got up, went to work and taught my classes. I was existing, because that’s what I was supposed to do, but I wasn’t happy. I didn’t know if I would ever be able to trust a woman again or be in a relationship ever again, but everytime I saw you, the possibility of what if would pop into my head and seeing you every Tuesday and Thursday actually got me through the week. I actually began to feel happy again and that’s because of you. I owe you so much, baby…you have no idea,” I replied as I stared at her. I began to walk slowly to her and I could see the tears slowly falling down her face. I hated to see that and I didn’t want her to cry, but I knew where they were coming from, so I just continued to speak.
I finally reached her and I cupped her right cheek in my hand. “I was your teacher and you were teaching me and you didn’t even realize it. You taught me that there really was still beauty in this world You taught me that I could be happy, with the right person. You taught me how to trust women again. Davia, you taught me how to love and for that, I will always be grateful. So, because I am crazy about you and I’m insanely in love with you and can’t see my life without you, I’m asking you to please, stay with me long enough to make you never regret loving me. Davia…I love you so much, sweetness. I just really want you to do something for me and that’s marry me…will you marry me, baby?” I asked as I pulled out a blue velvet box and opened a 3.5 carat, white gold, princess cut solataire, with half carat baguettes on the side. I had to admit, it was a beautiful ring…thanks to my mom, who helped me pick it out.
Davia began to cry, really cry, but she was smiling as her hands went to her face. I didn't realize that I was holding my breath until she spoke again. I was nervous as hell.
“Jackson, are you serious…are you for real?” she asked as her eyes darted from the ring to my face, then back to the ring for a minute, then back to my face where she stared into my eyes with those beautiful chocolate drop eyes of hers.
I leaned down and stared into her eyes, slowly leaning my head down as I kissed her lips, holding the ring in one hand, and my other arm around her waist. I kissed her slowly, letting all my emotions and feelings for her translate through my tongue and into her gorgeous mouth. I poured my heart into that kiss and I knew she felt it, because I felt her heart and it was beating just like mine was. Her hands held my face in her hands as she kissed me back just as I kissed her. After the kiss, I placed my forehead against hers and we just took deep breaths. I stared into her eyes and she stared into mine. I will never, as long as I live, forget that moment.
Then, Davia spoke. “If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times…you sure do have a way with words. Baby, no one has ever said anything like that to me…ever. I’m so in love with you that it’s scary. Hey, have you ever thought about a career in the greeting card field…you know, if you ever get tired of law?” she asked as we laughed.
“Naw, I only save that stuff for you. I can’t give the world the words that I save for you, baby. That’s not right,” I said.
“Since you put it that way…it ain’t right,” she said with a grin as I wiped the tears away from her face with my thumb, while holding the ring in the other hand.
“Can you bring the bling a little closer?” Davia asked as I put the ring closer to her line of sight. She sighed.
“God, that’s beautiful,” she whispered as she stared at the ring.
“I know…that’s what I think every time I see you,” I said with a smile as she grinned.
“You’re workin’ extra hard for that yes, huh?” she asked.
“You damn right I am. Listen, baby…if you need some more time or…,” and the next thing I know I was being pulled down by my face and kissed by Davia. We kissed passionately for a few minutes and then as she pulled away, she whispered, “Yes.”
I grinned. “Yes…as in you’ll marry me yes?”
“Yes. Uh huh. Fo’sho. Yep. Yeah. Okay. Yes,” she said with a grin.
“What are you waiting on, baby? Give me the precious…now!” she demanded. I had to chuckle at that because it was kind of cute. As I slid the ring on her finger, her mouth formed a little O and she smiled, turning her hand in the light.
“Damn…that’s a pretty thing,” she whispered.
“You just keep taking my lines, girl. So, what are we talking about in terms of dates? I was thinkin’ maybe a late winter, early winter wedding?” I asked as I held her by the waist. I kissed her ring finger and she smiled.
“That sounds good to me. But you know what I was really thinking?” she asked, as her hands slowly caressed my chest. She had that gleam in her eye and I knew what that meant. She wanted me. Hell, I wanted her ever since I picked her up tonight, so I guess we were even.
“What?” I asked as I leaned her against the front desk.
“Makin’ love to you on the desk…or fucking your brains out against the chalkboard…either one would do. I had a little fantasy about that,” she whispered as she stared into my eyes, her hands pulling my shirt out of my pants.
“You too? So I wasn’t alone?” I asked as her hands traveled up my chest. She gave me a sexy grin.
“No, you weren’t. Aw, shit. Someone maybe coming back, so if we’re going to do this, we need to do this quick,” she whispered as she lifted my shirt and placed small, soft kissed along my chest. I groaned.
“No one’s comin’ in here, sugar…I got that covered. Stand up,” I whispered as she stood straight up and I just pulled that dress completely down, over her heels and smiled at the sight. Davia was so fuckin’ sexy…she really had no idea how sexy she was. She didn’t have on a bra which I continued to thank my lucky stars for, but she was wearing a chocolate brown lace g-string that was damn near invisible. I threw the dress on one of the desks.
“I want you to keep the heels on,” I whispered as my hands ran up her calves, to her thighs, then her waist as they slowly journeyed to her chest to grip her pretty little breasts. My thumbs flicked her nipples as I leaned my head down and licked her right breast with my tongue, staring into her eyes. My mouth covered her whole nipple, then sucked her breast. I felt her hands wind themselves in my hair, tugging my head closer and I smiled against her breast.
“Umm, just like that,” she whispered as I continued to lave her breast. My teeth gently tugged her perky nipple between my teeth and she moaned loudly. I turned my attention to her left breast and when I was done paying homage to that one, I slid down and licked her belly button, slowly tugging her panties down and off. I placed them in my pocket and grinned. I placed her on top of the desk, close to the edge as my fingers grazed her wet pussy. It was glistening wet and when she spread her legs wide, I almost came in my pants. I licked my lips as her fingers went to her wet sex, she grazed her fingers there, placing one of them inside her, pumping it in and out as I watched. The next thing I knew, I was hurriedly pulling my belt off and my pants and stepping out of them. I was standing completely at attention when she did one of the sexiest fucking things I’ve ever seen. She pulled her finger out of her wetness, grazed the tip of her tongue across the top of it, then offered it to me. I licked that damn finger clean and she smiled.
“So sexy,” I whispered as I kissed her, my lips jammed against hers as our tongues danced.
“Oh, those don’t go by the dress?” she asked referring her panties as I got on my knees in front of my favorite place in the world, licking my lips with an ever present smile on my face.
“Hell no. You’re not putting those back on, darlin’,” I asked as I licked her sex from bottom to top and she curled her legs around my head. I pulled one leg back and just began to attack her wet, hot pussy.
“Oh, shit baby. I love that…don’t stop,” she whispered. This girl had the best tasting pussy in the world, I thought as I licked and sucked, her moans making me hornier and pushing me to want more. I stood up, pulled her closer to the edge and thrusted my full length inside of her. She felt so damn good and I told her.
“You feel so fuckin’ good, baby,” I whispered as Davia wrapped her legs around my waist and dropped her head back as I began to move slowly inside of her. She was so hot and wet…the tightness of her was damn near killing me. My hands gripped the end of the desk as I thrusted forward into the best pussy I’ve ever had. I loved it and I loved the woman who it belonged to…scratch that, it belonged to me now…and no one else.
“Look at me, baby,” I whispered because her back was arched all the way back, her head was held back and her arms were back on the desk. It was one of the sexiest sights I’d ever seen, her enjoying what my dick was doing to her. Her pussy was clutching my dick so tight…but I didn’t want to cum yet…not until she did. She pulled her head up lazily and stared into my eyes. Then, I began to move faster inside of her and she moved with me, tightening her legs around my waist as I licked any available surface on her sexy, sweat slicked body...her chest, her breasts, the side of her waist, her belly button…anyplace. I just felt so happy and connected to this woman.
“I’m so close, Jackson,” she whispered and I knew what she wanted. I moved faster and upward, making sure that my dick grazed her clit on the upstroke and her moans turned into screams and then, her legs tightened, her pussy walls closed around me like a fist and she screamed as she came.
“Davia…oh,” I groaned loudly as I felt my cum splash her hot, tight, wet walls. Damn…I was grateful that she was on birth control because as hard as I came, Jackson junior or Jackie would have definitely been created. We both tried to catch our breath, trying to calm ourselves as we just lay there for several minutes.
I laid my sweaty head on her sweaty torso, not wanting to withdraw from her yet. Davia, ran her fingers through my damp hair, and I kissed her body.
“That was everything I thought about,” she whispered.
I grinned as I kissed her. “Hell, for me too, but the chalkboard thing…” Damn. I was getting hard again.
Davia laughed. “Give me a few more minutes and I’ll let you wear me out on that chalkboard.”
“Yeah?” I asked as I looked up at her. She looked down at me for a minute, puckered her lips into a kiss and smiled.
“Hell yes. This is my birthday, after all? Don’t I get what I want?” she asked.
“Anything you want, sweetness. I love you, Davia,” I whispered.
“I know you do. I love you, too,” she said.
“So, was your birthday a good one?” I asked.
Davia whispered. “The best ever…hands down. But I still want you to grant me a few more things.”
“Like I said…anything, baby,” I said. I would give her anything. Shit, the way that I came and that glorious pussy of hers and just the woman underneath me…hell, I would give her anything.
“Okay. I want you to promise me that you’ll never let me go,” she whispered as she sat up. I sat up with her, and placed both hands on side of her naked, damp body. She was incredible, I thought as I pushed a few strands of her hair away from her face.
I smiled into her face as I stared into her eyes. “I’ll never let you go.”
“And no matter what, you trust me and no secrets…ever again,” she whispered.
“Okay,” I responded.
“And I want you to tell me you love me every day for the rest of our lives,” she whispered as I leaned over and gave her a soft peck on the lips.
“I love you, Davia…and that’s definitely doable,” I said as she grinned.
“And… I want you to make me cum again…,” she whispered as I laughed.
“Anything else?” I asked as I picked her up and leaned her forward against the chalkboard. I lowered down and entered her from the back, her moan and my groan filling the room.
“When I think of it, I’ll let you know,” she whispered.
“You do that,” I groaned as I moved up into her, warm, moist welcoming body, thinking of how I would be able to spend every day waking up to her face, her body…her love.
Ms. Davia Simone Vincent, soon to be Mrs. Davia Aldridge. This woman definitely taught me a lesson. I never knew when she walked through my door last year that she would teach me a lesson…a lesson in love.
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EPILOGUE
Three months later...Falene's wedding reception
Davia
Well, this has turned out to be a beautiful day…hot as panther piss, but beautiful all the same. The wedding was absolutely gorgeous. My sister looked so beautiful and the light of her happiness just made her glow. I know my mommy is looking down on Leenie today, happy that her daughter finally has true love.
Love. That damn word…it’s amazing, isn’t it?
As Falene prepared to throw her bouquet, I felt eyes staring at me. I looked up and saw my fiancée, wink and mouth hey sexy to me. I laughed and did a twirl in the lavender strapless, tea length dress and cream sash as he bit down on his bottom lip and grinned at me.
Jackson Aldridge…my man, my future husband, my lover, my friend knew what he was doing. He had been trying to get me to go off with him for the last hour, but I just promised him that he would be in for a special treat tonight and after that statement, I received one of the sexiest grins ever.
I looked at my gorgeous engagement ring and knew I wasn’t going to even attempt to catch that damn bouquet, so I stepped out of the way of the desperate women waiting to catch the floral piece that made them hope that they would be in Falene’s shoes soon. It wasn’t necessary and it definitely wasn’t that serious…but for Brianna it was.
I’m telling you, if you would have saw the way Brianna knocked people out of the way, lunged for that bouquet, still not catching it and the way Seth cringed, you would have laughed as hard as I did. It was funny as hell. What was surprising was that Natasha caught it. She looked at me, and I looked at her as Falene clapped, ran to her, hugged her and took a picture with our little cousin, Tasha.
I looked over at the table where Seth, Jackson, Dante, Demetrius and Spencer were sitting and caught the small smile on Spencer's face. Then, it was gone.
I know that they’ve talked because they seem a lot more cordial and pleasant with each other, so I’m hoping that maybe they’re on the right track. Neither one of them has let me in on it, so I guess I’ll just have to wait and see.
Brianna walked over to me and Dion as I laughed. “Are you okay? I mean, you almost broke your ass tryin’ to catch the bouquet.”
“It wasn’t that funny, heifer,” Brianna said as I laughed more. Then, she joined me.
"Come on Bree...you looked like you were about to break Leenie and nem's cousin Yolanda up proper like," Dion said as she laughed. Yeah, we were all friends again and we had come to accept her lifestyle. Her girlfriend Kelly was gorgeous as hell and sweet as can be. If I went that way, I would be all in her. But, I digress.
“It was funny as hell and you know it. Wait until we see the tape,” I said. Brianna laughed and nudged Dion in the midsection lightly with her elbow.
“Damn it, I was this close,” she said as she pinched her fingers together.
“Yeah…that close to seriously hurting yourself and those other chics. Bree, one day it’s going to happen,” I said as I caught Jackson’s eyes again.
“Says the bitch with the rock on her hand. Yeah, I know. I just wish he’d hurry up,” Brianna stated in regards to Seth as I laughed.
"For the safety of himself and others...he may want to," Dion stated as we all shared a laugh, sipping on champagne.
An hour later, I watched my sister in her gorgeous ivory gown dance with her husband and I smiled. Who would have thought that last year this time that my sister would be married…not me.
I felt arms around me and then I was spun around. I looked up into the most gorgeous face that held the sexiest, green eyes that I have ever seen. I wanted my babies to have those eyes.
“Hey you,” he whispered as his arms wrapped around my waist as we began to sway our bodies to the music.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as I glanced around. Daddy and Ms. Lydia were dancing cheek to cheek so sweetly. I was glad my daddy found someone to make him happy. Jackson’s parents were giggling and grinding on each other, as Seth yelled to them to find a room. Megan and Demetrius were dancing so slow that it looked as if time stood still for them, but they looked so happy. Brianna and Seth…well, Seth was so far gone over Brianna that he was never coming back. Dante was dancing with two of my cousins. That dude was a big ho, like Seth and Demetrius used to be, so I'm going to have to warn...wait, Calina, my cousin who Dante was grinding on in the front still had my classic Brand New Heavies CD. Fuck that heifer...she can find out about him on her own.
Then, I saw Natasha and Spencer. They weren’t dancing very close, but at least they were close to each other. I grinned as I saw all the love around me.
“Hey, baby. I was just thinking about you,” I said as he grinned at me.
“Oh really? What were you thinking? Oh, I know…that you want to go out to one of the limos, strip and have your way with me?” he asked as I laughed. I kissed him softly on the lips.
“Yeah…that’s exactly what I was thinking, you perv. No, I was thinking that I can’t remember when I’ve ever been so happy…and you have a lot to do with that, mister,” I said as he continued to sear those green orbs into mine.
“So…that’s a good thing right?” he asked as he slowly leaned his head down to mine. I lifted my head to meet those sexy lips of his.
“Yes, that’s a good thing…loving you is a very good thing,” I said.
“You’re damn right it is,” Jackson whispered and slowly moved his lips over mine, whispering I love you to me as his tongue repeated his words.
THE END