Page 45 of Sparks Will Fly


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“I’m going to be a daddy!” he hollered excitedly.

I giggled, loving the way his eyes sparkled when he was happy. I’d found out about a week ago I was eight weeks and was debating on how to approach the topic. While Romani let it be known many times that he was thinking long term with me, we didn’t have many conversations about starting a family. Knowing that he was ecstatic warmed me deep in my soul.

Romani placed me on my feet and dropped to his knees all in one swift movement. One minute, I was in the air, and the next, the man of my dreams was before me presenting a beautiful diamond ring.

“Romani…” My voice cracked, causing me to snap my lips together. I was too afraid to speak and sound like a blubbering mess.

“Trouble, I’ve been walking around with this ring for weeks because I knew in my heart I’d found the right woman. I was just waiting on the perfect moment because you deserve that and so much more. But knowing what I do now, there’s nothing else I can ask of you but to be my wife. You came into my life like wildfire and lit up all the dark places I loved to hide. Thank you for being my safe space and for being my refuge in the same way you are for the kids around here. You gave my life a new purpose. If you say yes, I’ll spend the rest of my life being the best husband and father I can be to you and our child. We already live together, but I need this rock on your finger.”

He licked his lips and dropped his head. After a deep inhale and exhale, he gave me his eyes again. The tender look in his eyes had me closing the distance between us to cuff his face. I had to touch him.

“Lovie Labelle Lucas will you please help me make this shit official in front of the world and God and marry me?”

I nodded and began jumping up and down at the same time.

“Yes, yes, yes. Hell yes.” I couldn’t stop the word from spilling out of me.

Romani blinded me with his dazzling smile as he slid the heavy ring on my finger. I glanced down at it as he stood to tower over me. Glancing up at him, I saw the same look from that one maintenance day that sent me running. This time, it calmed the storm that wanted to brew within me. Romani had proven more than once that I could trust him with all of me. I wanted a lifetime of this gentle love, a love so potent it constantly knocked me off my feet and kept me on my toes.

His lips landed on mine as his hands held my head in place. There was only me and the man who made my pussy leak just by breathing. The increased hormones wasn’t helping either, and I was happy to finally understand why I’d been on Romani like white on rice lately. He couldn’t do anything without turning me on to the point I’d be ready to be bent over and stretched out.

Knowing everything would be changing soon came with its own list of fears that wanted to manifest itself, but I didn’t let it. I deserved this, and my experience didn’t have to come with constant struggles. I was allowed to be happy today, tomorrow, the next day, and the next day after that. Even on my hard days, having someone to depend on was enough for me. Romani was enough for me. He placed a hand on my belly as his lips eased off mine.

“I got y’all forever, Trouble.”

I smiled, knowing this was true deep in my bones. This wasn’t the love I expected, but it was what I needed. Having both been scarred many times, it was a blessing to find safety in each other. Every day, we fought not to return to our previous ways, to choose each other constantly, and find the best solutions to move forward.

“But I’m not going to lie. I hope she act like me.”

I gasped as if his words hurt me. “What you trying to say?”

“Porcupines are nicer than you.”

I flipped him off with the quickness. He pushed my finger down then stepped closer to me.

“You wanna follow me to the back so I can take care of that right quick?”

I glanced around, realizing our whole lives changed in a private and intimate moment. It was only right to seal the deal by creaming on his dick.

“Yes… Yes, I do.”

Until We Meet Again…