Page 37 of Objection

“Anything for you, baby,” I agreed, feeling honored that he enjoyed my cooking as much as he did.

We made small talk while we ate dinner, but before we had dessert, I grabbed his gift bag from the kitchen. His head shook adamantly as I walked over to him with it.

“Nah, na. You know I don’t want you spending your money on me, princess.”

“Technically I spent your money on you because I used some of what you sent me.”

He laughed and accepted the bag. “I guess that’s okay.” He set the bag on the table and placed me on his lap. “I can’t recall a time a woman ever bought me something unless it was for my birthday or Christmas outside of my mother.” Kaos swallowed hard, and when I saw the tears gloss over his eyes, I was glad even more that I’d put together what I had for him. “Thank you.”

“You don’t even know what it is yet,” I joked, trying to keep my own self from getting emotional.

“It doesn’t matter.” His crisp, deep voice was serious as he stared into my eyes. “Thank you.”

When I realized he cared more about the gesture than what was inside, I gently took the bag and opened it. Each time I pulled an item out, heoohed,hissed, or saidoh shit. I was too tickled because his excitement grew more and more like a kid onChristmas. Total, I’d gotten him a Cuban link ring, bracelet, and chain. He loved platinum and silver jewelry, but when I saw this in gold, I knew it would look damn good on his cinnamon brown skin. As I put it on him, I was pleased to see that I was right. We walked over to the mirror in the dining room, and he sized himself up. While he ran his hand over his beard and did his sexy smize, I giggled and took pictures of him.

“Aight, I’ll admit you just put me on to gold. I’ma definitely cop more in the future.”

“No. Let me do this for you. You barely let me do anything for you at all. Let this be it.”

“I can agree to that,” he almost hummed, pulling me into his chest. “Thank you, princess. For real. It feels good finally being with someone who pours into me just like I pour into them. I don’t need a woman to do much for me, but I truly appreciate the reciprocation.”

“It’s my honor and pleasure,” I told him before standing on the tips of my toes for a kiss.

I thought he was going to lose his shit when he saw the cookies and ice cream. He changed clothes and we climbed into bed, ready to smoke and binge watchBeyond the Gateswhile we chowed down on the cookies. After that, he fucked me senseless wearing nothing but the jewelry I’d gotten him.

Kaos

“Shit,” I muttered, gripping a handful of Serenity’s hair.

Every time she woke me up with sloppy head, I knew the day was about to be great. She sucked and licked and stroked my dick until I shot my seeds down her throat, then she rode my dick until my toes twisted and body convulsed underneath her.

After the perfect start to my day, I got dressed and headed for what I believed was going to be a waste of my time. I hadn’t taken off time from work to make myself more available to Unc, but he asked to meet me, and like always, I agreed.

When my phone vibrated, I pulled it out and smiled at the sight of Taylor’s name. Raquel lowered the volume on the Kendrick Lamar that was playing, and I answered.

“Lil sis, wassup?”

“Hey, bro! I didn’t catch you at a bad time, did I?”

“Not at all.”

“Good. So two things. One, I’m at the office and Mayor Collins was looking for you. He said he wanted to talk to youabout some work you did for him previously. I told him you weren’t available for any office meetings, and he wanted me to call and see if that applied to him.”

I laughed. “Yeah, it does apply to him. However, I will make one exception. Please email your sister and have her schedule a meeting for me and Collins at my home office. But in the future, that rule applies to everyone—even him.”

I figured giving him privacy in the comfort of my home to tell him he was right about his son sleeping with his wife was the least I could do. Collins was probably going to lose his shit when he found out about their betrayal. All I could do was pray he didn’t do something that would require me to have to renege on not going to trial before next year.

“Yes, sir! Writing . . . it . . . down . . . now. Okay! And the second thing is a little more personal. I wouldn’t mention this on the clock, but I have class right after and—”

“It’s cool, Tay. What’s on your mind?”

“I was talking to Sissy earlier about our holiday plans. She’s feeling a little sad because we won’t have a big Thanksgiving dinner like we used to have. I asked her how she celebrated the last two years and she said she was with Nessa’s family. There’s nothing really wrong with that but I was wondering if we could maybe start a new tradition this year?”

“Yeah, I love the sound of that. Y’all are more than welcome to come to my parents’ home for Thanksgiving. Maybe we can do Friendsgiving the day before too at our house.”

“That would beperfect!”

“And for Christmas, what do you think about Aspen or Denver?”

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