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Sovoya and Van both had been blowing up my phone with all types of suggestions and rules about tonight for me to hand over to Xiah. I wasn’t going to make her feel like she had to meet a standard. I wanted her to be comfortable by my side tonight and not second guessing everything about her look or how to act. I did tell her it was formal though, so she would at least havea starting point to decide what her look would be. Honestly, I didn’t give a damn what she wore as long as she was with me.
“Well, I can’t do my thing if I don’t know the vibe or your expectations. So pick one of these please.”
She turned the camera to a wall where a door was open and two dresses were hanging on the back. One was strapless and looked like it was long enough to touch the floor, fitted with a split on the side. The other had see-through long sleeves with some fluffy skirt thing at the bottom.
Yeah, I needed to figure my shit out because the first thought I had was which one would make her look good but not so damn good that other niggas would keep eyes on her.
Damn sure not the fitted one…
“The short one,” I said quickly.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure. You gonna put it on for me?”
“Do you want me to?” She frowned and I nodded.
“Yeah I do but flip the camera so I can see you undress while you change.”
She sucked her teeth hard as fuck and made me laugh. “You don’t want to see me in the dress, you just want me to strip.”
“I’m game for both but seeing you strip is the priority.”
“Goodbye, Kove.”
“You hanging up on me?”
“Weren’t you about to get in the shower?”
“Yeah but I can do that and talk to you. I don’t mind stripping for your pretty ass.”
“Nope, I have stuff to do or you’re gonna have to find another plus one for tonight.”
“Aight, I’ll be there by seven. You gonna be ready?”
“Yes.” She smiled big as hell. “As long as you’re fifteen minutes late.”
“Xiah…”
“I’m playing, I’ll be ready. This is work for you and I’m not going to be the reason you drop the ball on your professional responsibilities,” she said sweetly.
“Yeah, I don’t believe your ass now.”
“I promise.” She blew me a kiss and ended the call. I locked my phone and tossed it on the counter knowing I had some shit to figure out because I was in a whole ass relationship, didn’t know how the fuck I’d gotten here, and had no plans of leaving this space, but I was for sure here.
Chapter 14
Xiah
“Arewe going to talk about that?” My mother startled me. When I called Kove, I snuck out of the kitchen to my bedroom, assuming she was occupied with the grilled corn orzo salad with dill dressing she was currently preparing in my kitchen. My father was having poker night at the house and she didn’t want to hang around.
She also wanted to object to his night with the guys but he pressed that he had been a dutiful husband by engaging in all the things she signed him up for to keep him out of the house so she could have her alone time. She had no argument, so for poker night, I opened my apartment for her to hang out. Handing over my place meant a bonus meal would be stashed away in my refrigerator waiting for me to enjoy. My mother also got to avoid cigars, liquor, and guy talk.
After ordering them greasy, fattening foods, she set everything up then drove straight to me. Now I was stuck having to decide if I wanted to give her intel on the call she overheard.
“Don’t you have corn to grill?” I locked my phone and tossed it on the bed, heading to the bathroom. I had my braids removed earlier in the day and was sporting my natural hair which had grown at least six inches after a year of protective styles. The silkpress looked cute and the layered, loose waves she styled for me had me feeling myself.
“Xiah Mo’rae Darden…” The look she paired with the deliverance of my full government name and the use of my maiden name instead of Perry brought a smile to my face.
