It smelled sweet as hell in here but that was always because Xiah stayed baking some shit.
“Apple walnut brown sugar bites. I need them for dinner with my parents tomorrow and I have a busy day so I decided to make them tonight.”
“Do I get some?” I moved my hands up her thighs and let them rest on her stomach.
“Yes, tomorrow at dinner.” She grinned over her shoulder and I stole a kiss before I backed away and leaned against the counter, watching her move around the kitchen. Everything about her in my life and in my space felt good. Even though she was going with the flow, I was stepping with intention.
She refused to move in with me, because she needed a sense of security if things didn’t work between us, but was here damn near every night. I was pissed and when we argued about it, her mom pulled up and talked that shit out with me. She asked me to understand the space Xiah came from and how that made it hard for her to fully trust her heart with me. I understood, I simply didn’t like that simp muthafucker still fucking with her head.
I was going to love Xiah into a space of trust because that was what she needed and what I made up my mind to give. Her heart was with me but fear was a muthafucker and a part of her that still held onto the fear of her world falling apart again. As her man, I had to do the work to give her the confidence that I was really in this with her and I was more than willing to, for multiple reasons.
I loved that damn girl and wasn’t letting up on her and she loved me too. Her actions proved to me where she stood, in this relationship and with me. I wasn’t an insecure nigga so I let her navigate this at her own pace, but trust and believe, she was my end game and I was hers.
“You’re just gon’ utilize all my shit but not let me benefit from it?”
I couldn’t see her face but I knew her ass was smiling and that was confirmed when she turned and made her way to me with one of what she was baking in her hands. She lifted it to my mouth and I opened up, sucking on her fingers after what she offered hit my tongue.
“Damn, this shit is good. Let me get a few more.”
“I thought you didn’t do sweets like that.”
“I don’t but you force my hand, always in here making shit.”
She was about to cross the kitchen to retrieve another one but I dropped one hand to her ass, pulled her into me, and stole a kiss before I let her go.
When she returned she moved the bite to my mouth but I caught her wrist and held her hand up.
“Hold on. Put it in your left hand and let me see something.”
“See what?” She arched a brow.
“What this hand is gonna look like when you’re feeding me in here with my diamond on your finger.”
I waited for her reaction, because again, I needed to let her move at her own pace but I also needed her to know that my plans with us were certified and hadn’t changed. Was I ready to get married today? Nah, not really, because I needed to find my footing with the Royals and that was going to take some time. But did I want to marry Xiah? Hell yeah. No doubt about it.
Xiah switched the bite to her left hand and moved her fingers to my lips. Just like before, as soon as it touched my tongue, I sucked her fingers before she removed them, but this time focused on her ring finger. I planted a kiss to the spot where I planned on putting a diamond one day.
“And what does it look like?”
“Looks like you’re mine, Xi.”
She rolled her eyes and leaned into my chest to kiss me. When she pulled back, I dropped my forehead to hers. “You know I fuck with you, right?”
“Yep, and I fuck with you too.”
“Yeah you do because Ifuckyou.”
Xiah laughed.
“But real shit, the end game is us. You know that, right?”
“Yes.”
“Aight, long as you know what we’re working toward, I’m good,” I asserted.
“I love you.”
That was her confirmation that she was in this with me too. She showed up for me and held me down, so the words weren’tnecessary, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t happy as fuck to hear them.
“I know.” I kissed her again. “Now let me get something sweet. You’re either gonna have to let me get those…” I pointed to the counter where the tray of bites were, “Or come up out of these.” I hooked my finger into the front of her panties.
Xiah smiled, stepped back, and pushed them shits down her hips. I let my tongue glide over my lip, nodding.
Game muthafuckin’ on…
