Page 14 of Christmas Luvin

“Bae, my phone is right here.Myshit is locked.Comehere and answer the question,”Iinsisted.

Shewalked over and stood in front of me.Myhands went for her ass and squeezed it.Ilooked up at her, waiting for her answer, while she looked down at me.

“Youreally ready to be with just me for the rest of your life?Pee-Wee,I’ma lawyer.Idefend criminals for a living—some who are not always innocent, butIdefend them anyway.Isay all of that to say if you stick your dick in anything other than me, are you ready for the consequences?IswearIjust may kill you, and my love,I’llknow all about alibis and how to get away with murder.So, you ready to be with just me for the rest of your life and be faithful to me?” she asked.

Ilaughed, and that’s whenIsaw that open fuckin’ wine bottle on the counter.Itwas damn near at the bottom, so that explained the crazy ass shit she had just let fly out of her mouth.Ididn’t expect that kind of crazy ass comment from a soberBria, but a tipsy or a drunkBria?Yeah, that looney ass shit was right up her fuckin’ alley.

“YouthinkI’dever cheat on you?”Iasked, getting serious, just wanting to pick her brain.

“No.”Shedidn’t even hesitate to answer.

“Aight, so why would you even let some dumb ass shit like that come out of your mouth?”Iasked, still holding onto her ass, butIspread her cheeks and jiggled them.

“Thatwas just me warning you.Youknow, just in case the thought ever enters your mind,” she let me know.

“Well, you ain’t gotta warn me about that shit.I’llleave beforeIever cheat on you.I’mhappy with you.Youmake a nigga so fuckin’ happy, so don’t act like you’re shocked thatI’mtalking about marriage with you.Ain’tthat the ultimate goal?Toget married and have kids?”Iasked with a smile on my face.

Shenodded her head up and down.

“Aightthen.Iain’t putting in all this work for nothing.Younot going to be just my live-in girlfriend.Iwant marriage out of this.Ihad my twenties to wild out, fuck on hoes, and live reckless, but all that shit is behind me now.I’mlegit, making legitimate money, and running successful businesses.Iwant a wife and some kids to share that shit with.Justneed you to know thatI’mnot wasting your time, baby,”Irevealed.

Ileaned my head up and kissed her lips.Sheate up everythingIsaid to her because she was smiling big, blushing and shit.AfterIgot my point across, she went back to the kitchen and fixed my plate.Sheput a grown man plate in front of me, and on a napkin were two big pieces of cornbread with honey and butter on top.Nolie, that food was so fuckin’ good.HadInot been home all this time,Iwould have sworn thatBriahad somebody drop this shit off, butIhad seen my baby take everything out and prep the food.

Imight have told one too many jokes about her cooking, and that shit had lit the fire under her ass because not only did that meal look like some shit my mama would cook, but it tasted like it too.Shitwas so fuckin’ good thatIended up asking for seconds, andBriawas happy as fuck to make that second plate.Inall the meals that she’d ever cooked for me, my ass had never been bold enough to ask for seconds.YouknowBriadidn’t eat meat, so she had some kind of tortilla soup situation going on for herself.Oncewe both finished eating,Ihelped her clean the kitchen, and we headed upstairs together.

Wehad already taken our showers for the night, but we still went into the bathroom together, each going on our own side to brush our teeth and perform our nighttime skin routines.Bria’sroutine always took longer than mine, soIwas in bed before her with the remote in my hands, scanning through movies onNetflixfor something to watch.Brialiked watchingChristmasmovies together, so that was the sectionIlooked in.

Briacame out of the bathroom, and instead of going to her side of the bed, she came on mine and got in my lap.Shestraddled me and sat there with a goofy ass look on her face.Herglasses were off, and her skin was nice and glazed, looking so fuckin’ healthy.

“Whyyou got that goofy ass look on your face?Whatyou did?”Iquestioned, taking my eyes off theTVfor a second to look at her.

Shelaughed at my question and then started smiling again.

“Youwant to see something?” she asked.

“Hellyeah.Whatyou got?”Itossed the remote on the bed and rubbed my hands together likeBirdman.

“Takemy shirt off,” was her response.

Imean, it really wasn’t too much of a surprise for me to see her titties becauseIsaw those bitches every day, but if that was her way of trying to get some dick out of me, and she wanted to role-play like seeing her naked was new, we could do that.Thewhite shirt she had on,Itook it off, pulling it over her head and tossing it on the side of the bed.Pretty, small caramel titties that sat up perfectly without the help of a bra were right in front of me.

Iplayfully stuck my tongue out like a dog, thirsty as fuck over the nice tittiesIwas staring at.AsIwas about to lean in and start sucking on her nipples, something about her right breast stood out to me.SomethingthatIknew for a fact had not been there before.Ileaned up a bit to make sure my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me, and sure enough, my name was tatted right there.Myeyes left the tattoo and landed onBria, who was sitting there smiling.Ididn’t believe that shit, soIreached out to rub the area, thinking it might have been fake, but she jumped at my touch.

“Pee-Wee, it’s sore!” she shouted.

Ilaughed while shaking my head. “Ionbelieve you.Thatshit fake,”Iresponded.

Shelooked at me and rolled her eyes.Herphone was right on the bed, and she grabbed it while still in my lap, looked for something in it, and then passed it to me.

Myhand went over my mouth, geeked as fuck to see that her scary ass had really sat through a tattoo session and got my name tatted on her.

“Nahhhhh.Youreally put my name on you?Letme see this shit again,”Icalled out.

Itossed the phone on the bed and examined the tat again.Itwas really real.Icould see the small amount of ointment that she’d applied to it, which was probably why she’d taken a little longer than usual this evening in the bathroom.Thatshit was so fuckin’ pretty.Ibrought my finger up again, but this time being extra gentle with my touch since that shit had hurt her the first time.Iwasn’t even sure whyIthought it might have been fake in the beginning becauseIcould literally see that it was a little swollen.

“Thatshit is beautiful.Aight, nowIgotta get your name tatted on my face.Damn, baby.Youjust slipped that through the cracks.Iknew you andDutchwas running the streets today, but nobody could have paid me one million dollars to think your scary ass would be somewhere getting a tattoo, with my name at that,”Iadded, still looking at the tattoo in amazement.

“Iwas crying too.”Shelaughed.

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