Page 22 of Tell Me You Love Me Again

“Okay. I’ll be there soon.”

“I’ll be here,” he said before hanging up.

“By that look on your face, I guess our shopping trip is going to pay off,” she smirked.

“I guess. He said he has a surprise for me.”

“Well, bye bitch. Call me tomorrow and tell me what it was and how it was losing your virginity to your husband again.” She laughed.

“Wait. I was a virgin when I met Gabe? What about Troy?” I frowned.

“No, you weren’t a virgin, but you don’t remember sleeping with your husband, so this could be y’all’s new first time.” She shrugged. I kind of liked that idea. There’s no better way than to get my memory back than to make new ones.

Getting in the truck, I fastened my seat belt and headed home. I was anxious and nervous all at the same time, wondering whatGabe could have planned for us. After experiencing him for the past month, I knew whatever it was, was crafted with a great deal of effort because that seems to be his thing. He always wants to go above and beyond for me and that making me fall in love with him if I wasn’t already.

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When I got home, I pulled into the garage beside Gabe’s pickup. I know he’s going to fuss, but I gathered all the bags that I accumulated. I didn’t see the need of him coming out here to get them when I could do it myself. He’s been treating me almost like I’m fragile. I didn’t know if it was because of the accident or he’s always this way. Either way, I enjoy the princess treatment, but I don’t want him to think I’m taking advantage of him. As I entered the house, I stopped in my tracks. The scene in front of me was perfect. There were yellow rose petals decorating the floor and candles were lit everywhere. There were even yellow and white balloons floating on the ceiling. As I walked further in, I heard the soft R&B music playing through the Alexa, and Gabe rounding the corner with nothing but a pair of silk pajama pants, his sexy tatted chocolate skin, and a glass of champagne in his hand. Walking up to me, he placed a kiss on my forehead and handed me the glass of champagne.

“Here you go, beautiful. Let’s trade.” He took the bags from my hands and replaced them with the champagne flute.

“Thank you, but what is all of this? Is it our anniversary or something?” I asked.

“You can say that. This will be the day that we start over and only create fresh, new memories. You may not remember how we got here, but I promise to make sure you never forget going forward.” This time, instead of kissing my forehead, he placedhis soft lips on mine. My body melted instantly at his touch. It felt amazing…it felt familiar.

Breaking the kiss, he looked down at me and just stared into my eyes for a few seconds. “I’m finishing up dinner, so why don’t you go upstairs and get comfortable. Put on something on out of one of those Victoria’s Secret bags, too. Don’t cover anything up.” His voice was low and husky, causing my kitty to leak. Gulping down the champagne to calm my nerves, I grabbed my bags and went upstairs into the bedroom so I could shower and change, as Gabe requested. I have to admit, I loved the effort he was putting forth. I knew all of this effort would pay off sooner than later, so I would be remembering all of our moments together soon…at least I hope I did.

After picking out the perfect outfit, I went inside the bathroom to start the shower. As I let the water warm up, I took that time to brush my teeth and wash my face. I wrapped my hair up in a bun so that it wouldn’t get wet and stripped down to nothing. I was now appreciative that Quita got me out the house today. Now I wouldn’t be embarrassed that I needed a wax. I made sure to wash my body thoroughly with my favorite pineapple and coconut scented body wash. Layering it with the scented body gel would be the perfect combination. Once I was cleaned to my liking, I got out of the shower, dried off and slipped into one of the burgundy corset and thong set that were made of the softest lace material I’ve ever felt. I pulled half of my hair up into a ball and leave the back down. With my signature hoop earrings in my ear and cute stud nose ring, that was all the accessories that I needed. I made sure everything was put up and away as I was preparing to walk back downstairs to join my husband. After slipping my feet into a pair of my open toe fluffy slides, I sauntered back downstairs. When I walked into the kitchen and caught Gabe’s attention, I knew I made the right choice.

“Damn,” he uttered, licking his lips. I watched as he put the plate down on the counter and met me halfway. Once I was within arm’s reach, he yanked my body to his and attacked my lips.

“Mmm,” I moaned as I let my freshly manicured nails roam all over his body.

“Damn, Snook. I want to say fuck this food, but we have all night. I got a few more surprises for you.” He swiped his thumb over my bottom lip before smacking me hard on my ass with a smirk on his face. “Oh, we’re going to make a lot of memories tonight.”

Blushing at his statement, I took a seat at the table and observed as he continued to plate the food. He had a bottle of Belair on the table, and I took the liberty of pouring me another glass. For some reason, my nerves were all over the place and I needed to calm down. This was no stranger…well, technically he wasn’t, but I didn’t know what our sex life was like and from the looks of it, he was about to put my body through the ringer.

“It smells good. Did you cook all of this yourself? I asked. I watched his every move as he made his way over to the table and sat the plates down. Once he had them in place, he gently pulled me up and took my seat and placed me in his lap.

“I did. It’s one of your favorites too.” His hands were roaming all over my body, making it hard for me to concentrate. I looked at the plate and saw that he prepared honey garlic salmon pasta. It was a simple dish, but it was easily one of my favorites. He even made the honey garlic shrimp toast.

“Is this what you had to do today?” I asked, giving him my attention.

“It was, amongst other things. I’ll show you after we eat, though.” He settled my back against his chest, and we prayed before digging in.

“Mmm, this is good,” I complimented.

“’Preciate it. It’s not as good as you, though,” he countered, kissing the extra sauce from the corner of my mouth, causing me to blush.

We continued to eat, talking about our day in between, while taking turns feeding each other. I couldn’t even concentrate on the food the way his free hand kept caressing my skin.

“You smell good as fuck,” he grumbled into my neck. The vibrations from his voice went straight to my kitty.

“Mmm,” I moaned at his touch. No words had to be spoken. In one swift motion, he had me hoisted in the air, with my legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck. We never broke our kiss while he carried me upstairs. My entire body was on fire, and I prayed he would be able to extinguish the fire that was burning within. Without breaking the kiss, he reached behind me and opened the door and walked us inside. He didn’t stop until he was lying me on the bed that was covered in yellow rose petals. That’s when I realized we were in the guest room.

“I didn’t want you to see it when you showered,” he said, reading my thoughts. The candles, rose petals, and music playing was enough to make me surrender and give myself to this man. At that very moment, I felt compelled to show my appreciation and reward his efforts over the last month. With lust in my eyes, I pulled him toward me by the band of his pajamas and loosened the string. Not once did we break eye contact, and I didn’t want him to. While maintaining our lustful gaze, I gently tugged his pants down and was rewarded with the prettiest chocolate dick popping out. It looked like it was perfectly molded and crafted into this thick, veiny masterpiece. The pre-cum that was oozing out of the tip was so tempting to lick up and I took full advantage of it.

“Fuck, Snook,” he groaned, massaging my scalp with one hand, and kneading my left breast with the other one. Hearinghis groans of pleasure ignited me to go harder, and I did just that.

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