“What?”
“Wow, that’s... amazing. I’m glad that you’re learning your worth. That’s brave of you. I’m happy for you.”
“Really?”
Jabari nodded with a smile. “Yeah. I’m kind of sad that my mama is losing one of her best nurses, but as long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters.” He leaned over and kissed my lips. “Good job being a motherfucking badass, Amina.”
The server returned with the champagne. She popped the cork and filled the glasses.
“I’ll give you guys some time before I come back to see if you want to order food.”
We both thanked her as she walked away. Jabari reached for the glasses and passed me mine.
“Let’s toast. To you seeing what it is that everybody else sees in you. You’re kicking ass, baby, and the shit is sexy as fuck,” he complimented. “And to us meeting each other. I know my mama has been bugging the shit out of both of us, but I’m thankful she did. I’ve been enjoying you in many ways. Thank you for calling me, even though you made me wait on pins and needles.”
I giggled.
“I’m glad I got my hands on you, and I don’t plan to let you go.”
A wave of courage rushed through my bloodstream, and the words spewed out of my mouth like vomit. “Then let’s make it official.”
“Official?”
“I want to make it official. If someone calls and asks what I’m doing, I want to be able to say I’m with my man, my boyfriend.”
Jabari looked down at the ground and rubbed his finger along his glass. My heart raced, and my adrenaline was pumping. Seconds passed before he looked up at me with a smile on his face.
“Damn, Amina, you need to give me some of that confidence you got. I’ve been wanting to ask you that shit for a long time now. Hell yeah, I’ll be your man. Shit, I’ll be whatever it is you want me to be if it involves me being with you.”
I smiled from ear to ear. “I love that.”
I held my glass in the air, and he did the same. We clinked glasses and shared a deep, passionate kiss. Jabari pulled me closer, kissed my neck, and softly rubbed my ass.
“Amina, I’m telling you, it’s that Cancer spell.”
He pulled me onto his lap and moved his hand up my leg. He didn’t stop until he reached my folds.
“Jabari, what are you doing? What if the server comes back?”
He shrugged. He rubbed his fingers along the thin lace panties I wore. I laid my head on his shoulder as his movements intensified.
“Jabari...” I moaned.
“Let me hear that shit,” he grunted.
The friction between his fingers and the lace was sending me into overdrive. I’d never experienced a sensation like this.
“Is everything still going good over here?”
The server had returned, and my body froze, but Jabari didn’t stop rubbing against my clit. I kept my head on hisshoulder, embarrassed to look up, but also because I was about to cum.
“Oh, yeah. Everything is good. Matter of fact, we’re going to head on out. Somethingcameup,” he stated, putting emphasis on the word came.
Jabari pressed harder and continued rubbing. I felt my body becoming weak, and I knew if this girl did not walk away soon, she was going to be turning red from what was about to leave my mouth.
“Alrighty. I’ll be back.”
As soon as I heard her footsteps walking away, I moaned so loudly that I was sure she still heard me. My panties were ruined, yet I was ready for more. My chest rose and fell as I looked at Jabari, who had a silly smirk on his face.
