“Yeah, but you gotta decorate. It’s so bare in here. Real boring, baby.”
I chuckled. “I wasn’t worried about all that. As long as I had a roof over my head, that’s all that mattered, Mary.”
“Understandable. You’re so smart.”
All I could do was smile at her. Her heart of gold never went unnoticed. I peeped that she always reminded me how smart I was ever since I told her about my dyslexia.
“I’ma go get us a bed this weekend. I didn’t give a fuck how I slept, but I can’t have you sleeping on the couch every night.”
“No rush. I’m okay. Continue to take your time. Like you said, we will make it work.”
“I love the shit outta you.” I told her.
“I love you too. So much that I’d give anything just to keep you in my world.”
“The love is mutual. I’d give anything to have you… and to make sure you never leave.”
“You make my heart sing, baby. I ain’t going nowhere. I’m here to stay.”
“Me too. I’ma marry you.”
“You promise?”
“I promise.”
“Just know when you put that ring on my finger, you're stuck with me. No matter what, we ain’t ever getting a divorce.” She nudged my shoulder and snickered.
But I didn’t find shit funny. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. This shit forever, Mary. We locked in.”
She nodded, and we stared at each other for what felt like forever. Neither of us had much to say after we shared that moment. I think we were both too overwhelmed to speak about everything we’d have to face from here on out. So instead, we just soaked in the silence… the feeling of being together again.
Then she leaned in and kissed me as her hands slid beneath my white tee, roaming across my abs. She eventually pushed me to roll onto my back, and I eagerly did so. As she climbed on top of me, I grew mesmerized by her beauty. The moonlight creeping in through the window bathed her in this soft glow that made her look even more perfect.
“You so fucking beautiful.”
“Thank you, baby.” She whispered, her voice breathy, biting down on her bottom lip.
“What you thinkin’ about?” I asked, catching the way she paused like her mind was somewhere else.
“There’s a million and one things running through my head right now. I’m terrified about a lot… but there’s only one thing I want to address at this moment.”
“What’s that?”
“I want you to make love to me again. So bad. It’s all I could think about these past few months. I mean… it played over and over in my head constantly.”
I smirked. “The pleasure outweighed the pain, huh, baby?”
“Yes,” she breathed, practically drooling.
“Say less.”
Gripping her bun, I pulled her down and claimed her lips, letting her hair fall loose and hang long just the way I liked it to. We kissed deeply as I flipped her over and peeled her clothes off, piece by piece.
“Damn, you shaved for me, baby?” I questioned, noticing the change as I held her thighs open.
The first time we had sex, she had hair. Lots of it. I didn’t trip though. I knew she was inexperienced, and I truly did not give a fuck.
She nodded, biting down on her bottom lip. “You like it?”
