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As he put the phone back on the receiver Kaos said, “Now wassup with you not giving me no affection?”

“Babe, we can’t be affectionate in public. We really shouldn’t even be dating in public, but wedefinitelyshouldn’t get physical at the office.”

He released a quiet chuckle as he sat back in his seat. It was clear I was worried enough about this for the both of us, because he didn’t seem to care at all.

“I talked to my partners, and they are okay with us being together. I am ready and willing to go to HR as well. Or . . . you can open your staffing and training company, work for me freelance, and we won’t have to worry about us being together going against the rules.”

I heard his words, but it took a second for me to actually process them.

“What do you mean?” I asked quietly. “My own company?”

“Yeah. Isn’t that what you said you want?” he asked sweetly with a smile.

“Yes,” I almost whispered as my eyes watered.

“So . . . a solution I came up with was for you to not work for the firm but for your own company. That way, you’ll be a freelance hire and, on my payroll, —not the firm. They won’t have a say in anything we do. And I get to help you bring your dream to fruition, so it’s a win-win.”

I quickly wiped two tears and released a shaky breath. “Why would you do that?”

Kaos stood and walked over to me. He lifted me from the seat by my hand, sat down, then placed me on his lap. I was too in my feelings to worry about someone walking by us and seeing us through the glass windows and door.

Kaos kissed my bare shoulder. “Because I’m a man.” Then my neck. “And you’re my woman.” Then my cheek. “Eventually you’ll be my wife.” And the corner of my lips. “It’s my responsibility to take care of you. Whatever you want or need that I can provide I will. Whatever problems you have I’ll fix. Whenever you need me to protect and advocate for you, I will. Let me do this for you . . .”

Resting my forehead on his, I allowed my tears to fall.

“You really wanna do this for me?” I asked in disbelief. “You really like me huh?”

His laughter made me smile. Kaos cupped my cheeks and wiped my tears. “I do like you, princess. A lot. And yes, I really wanna do this for you. Will you let me?”

Nodding bashfully, I smiled and shyly looked away from him. “Yes.”

“Good.” Kaos gave me a quick kiss. “I’ll behave and try to keep my hands off you unless we’re in my office while we look for you a building and get everything together for your staffing company.” He smacked my hip and ass. “But all that shit you wastalking about us not dating in public, you can kill that noise. I’on give a fuck if anyone sees us. If they do, we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. I’m not hiding you. Period.”

I hugged his neck as excitement surged through me. Not only did I have a fine man by my side but a generous one too. A problem solver. A need meeter and way maker. A direct extension of God and His favor and blessings from Heaven on this Earth for me.

“I want you to know I’m not with you for your hand; I want your heart too. But I really am grateful for this, Kaos. I’m too in shock to fully process this, but thank you, baby.”

I held him tighter and buried my face in his neck when more tears poured. This time, I wasn’t in a rush to wipe them away. I could admit I’d given a lot to men and sown a lot in relationships where I came out empty.

For the first time, I was with a man who poured into me.

For the first time, it felt like I was about to receive a harvest of love.

Kaos

The Wife: I hope everything goes well for you today in court. You’re the best defense attorney in RVH. This trial is just a formality. You’ve already won.

Thank you princess. I needed that. I can’t wait for court to be over so I can see you. I missed not seeing your face first thing in the morning today.

The Wife: I missed seeing you too but I took full advantage of not being in the office today by resting and going shopping.

*Apple Cash* $10,000

Next time tell me first. Ain’t no more spending your own money while you’re with me.

The Wife: Aww thank you baby! When you get a break, I’ll show you one of the outfits I bought. Don’t open it until court is in recess.

The Wife: Image

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