Page 58 of Falling for Autumn
“I know that I can, October. What are you trying to say?”
I smirked at her and shrugged. “Just that your ass is a little lightweight is all.”
“I’m not,” she hissed playfully at me.
“Oh, okay. We’ll see.” I teased her mercilessly.
We walked throughout the winery watching the process of transforming the grapes into wine before we stopped at a group of tables where they placed glasses in front of each of us. They started us off with a selection of white wines accompanied by grapes, strawberries, nuts, and prosciutto. Autumn tried hers with Brie and Havarti. I chose Gruyere and smoked Gouda.
“This is so delicious, baby. These cheeses are way better than the ones we buy at the Farmer’s Market back home.”
“We’ll have to figure out a way to get you some and see if they ship them.”
“You think they might?” she asked excitedly.
“Yeah. Look at your ass all geeked up over some cheeses,” I replied, dropping a kiss on her cheek and squeezing her booty.
“Because this is all so fun and romantic, and so exciting, October.”
“I figured you would like it. I know this is something that you’ve been wanting for such a long time.”
“How did you know that?” she asked.
I dropped a kiss on her lips and wrapped my arm around her neck. “I pay attention to you, big baby. Every time you’re looking at those winery tours on that home improvement network or one of those women’s networks, and they have a winery in those romance movies, you go on and on about how romantic they are, how beautiful, and how peaceful they look.”
“Doesn’t mean that’s where I wanted to be.”
I smirked and shook my head. “You’re funny, big baby.”
“Whatever. But thank you for bringing me here. It’s so beautiful and relaxing,” Autumn professed.
“I’ve told you already. Whatever you want, I aim to give to you, sweetness.”
“Oh, so you’re like my genie in a bottle, huh?”
“All this dick ain’t gon’ fit in nobody’s bottle, ma. I can assure you of that.”
“October.” Autumn hissed and slapped me on the chest.
One of the tour guides who had been on the bus with us looked in our direction. The girl smiled in a way that let me know I could get into them panties, but the only woman I wanted was by my side.
“Come on, pretty baby. Let’s get you in the restaurant so I can get you fed and drunk. Then I’m gon’ take you back to our cabin and take advantage of you. You’re all I want. The only one my eyes can see,” I declared.
Just as we walked off, I heard the girl mutter behind us. “I can see why . . . Her big ass hides everything else from sight.”
Autumn froze beside me and slowly spun around. I gripped her around the waist. “Baby, she ain’t worth it,” I whispered.
“Bitch, you mind repeating that for me?” Autumn asked, walking toward the girl.
“Don’t be mad at me because your man been eyeing me since y’all arrived.”
Fire burned inside of me, but I didn’t have to say anything.
“Girl, you wish he were eyeing you. And if he was, he was probably wondering why you come to work with that crunchy ass wig, dingy ass leggings, and them run-down gym shoes. Trust me, boo, when I say my man wasn’t thinking about you. But I could see how you might have thought he was looking at you, seeing as how you got them eye boogers in your eyes. Got you looking all types of crazy and cross-eyed. Try washing your face and your ass before you come to work next time, baby girl. Come on, October.”
Old girl stood there with her eyes bulging and her mouth twisted like she’d eaten something sour. She clearly hadn’t been expecting Autumn to check her thirsty ass.
“Baby, you good?” I asked, catching up with Autumn.
