Page 40 of If I Gave You My Heart
One thing I prided myself on was paying attention. It wasn't much that Nyoka said that I didn't hold on to for later use.
"Take a shot," I said to her as I held the Hennessy bottle up.
Nyoka stood up from the floor and then walked over to me. She was kicking wrapping paper out of her way. Did I overdo it? Hell yeah, I did, and mainly because when I reached out to Talia to get Nyoka's sizes from her, she had gone on and on, telling me how Nyoka never celebrated a Christmas growing up because her mother didn't allow her to. She even shared with me that one year, her father tried to send for Nyoka at least so she could experience a Christmas that any child deserves to get, but her mother had declined the invitation.
That shit pissed me off because, from the little that I did get from Nyoka about her childhood, she was so mistreated. I couldn't see how she was even as sweet as she was. Yes, Nyoka was rough around the edges, but so was I. I had my share of goody-two-shoes ass bitches, and I was actually relieved that I finally had a woman in my corner that was as thorough as me.
"Shot of what?" Nyoka seductively purred as she got on her knees directly in front of me. Her freaky ass was another thing that I loved about her.
I took the top off the Hennessy bottle and raised it above her head. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth, so I poured some liquor into her mouth. She lifted her hand and then moved it in a circular motion to motion for me to keep pouring.
"You gone be drunk as fuck," I warned as I kept pouring.
When I thought about it, I had never seen Nyoka drunk around me. Now, I always got torn the fuck up. I would never let her know it, but I felt like maybe her tolerance was higher than mine. She put her hand up, and I stopped pouring.
"I need the other shot now."
Before I could say anything, Nyoka was undoing my belt. I threw my head back as she took me into her mouth. I loved it when she put her mouth on me because she did it with so much love that it made me want to go out and buy a ring and then drop down on one knee.
I let Nyoka have her way with me, and when it was time for me to reciprocate, I ate her with such precision that she squirted all over my, I mean,ournew sectional. We had gone round for round with little breaks in between. By the time Nyoka and I had finished drinking, I had to carry her up the stairs.
"I ain't ever been this drunk before. I love you, babe," she admitted as I gently placed her into the bed.
We didn't even put our clothes back on from our homemade porn just about an hour ago. That was the end of round three, by the way.
"I love youuuu," she sang.
She wasn't this affectionate, so it was throwing me off for real. I knew exactly how I felt about Nyoka. I was confident in my feelings for her, but I felt like she was battling with her inner self when it came to me. I understand she considered herself damaged, but everyone was in their own little way.
Before we got good into drinking and in our second round, I had taken photos of us in front of the Christmas tree. I was excited because Nyoka had agreed to move in and that to me felt like a step in the right direction. The pictures came out dope, but when I went to post them on my Facebook, she basically flipped out about her being on social media. I wanted to show my lady off because she was heat, but with her reaction to what I considered a thoughtful gesture, I would never do something like that again. I didn't know what the big deal was, but I wasn't going to push to show her ass off anymore.
"You're drunk, babe," I said to her as I put her bonnet over her hair and then started to take her lashes off.
Talia had helped me with getting some of Nyoka's things over to the house. I was actually glad that she had agreed to move in because had she not, I'm sure I would have been throwing all of this shit out on the front lawn. I set the lashes neatly on the nightstand because I knew she reused them. Her ass was snoring with a smile on her face. It made my day that I was able to make Christmas special for her. I knew Nyoka was grateful and appreciative of my and Talia's hard work because she kept saying thank you between her taking my deep strokes. I kissed her forehead and lips before whispering that I loved her back.
Nyoka was way drunker than me because she was throwing those shots back. I had slowed up on drinking after our little spat over the pictures. Besides my ex, I didn't have any other woman I would have even considered posting on my social media.
I sat on the sofa butt-ass naked beside the wet spot we had created. I was just admiring the Christmas tree in front of me. The white, silver, and blue colors went well together. When I told Talia to make it pretty, she did just that. There was matching wrapping paper still on the floor.
We fucked all over that, too. It was a peaceful moment to be sitting in my own home, in front of my own tree, celebrating with the new woman in my life. I had to find out how to really get Nyoka to where I was emotionally. Her expressing in great magnitude just how much she loved me when she was drunk wasn't enough. I would shout from the tallest building in the city just how much I loved her. I didn't realize I had left my phone downstairs until it started vibrating on the couch beside me. I was getting a Facebook Messenger call from Lola. I ignored it because it was late as hell and because I was sure it was because of her crazy request. It was obvious she wanted attention, which I wasn't about to give to her. She was honestly lucky that she was unblocked.
When I left Lima, I went ghost on all socials. When I had purchased my house, I returned to social media mainly to flex. While doing so, I went through my blocked list to check who was up for parole. At first, I really thought that Lola trying to make contact with me was insane, but when I really thought about it, this would be her first Christmas without me. Even when we were broken up we would still share holidays like Christmas and Valentine's Day together.
Last Christmas we wore matching pajamas and everything although we weren't together. One thing about Lola was she allowed me to show her off. With all the weird hating bitches in Lima, she actually preferred that I did. We were definitely the "it" couple to everyone out there. It sucked that things ended how they did, but that's life. I waited for the call to finish ringing out before I went snooping on her page. To my knowledge, when I left, she was happy with whoever.
When her page loaded, I saw she had shared a relationship meme with the caption, saying I miss little things like this. The meme was of flowers and gift bags. I sucked my teeth as I locked the phone. People always missed things they were ungrateful for when they were receiving them. That ship had sailed, and I was finally okay with that. I took another sip out of my glass as I thought about how I could get Ny to open up to me. I had missed Ohio, and since Javier had told me that the police had found a suspect in the murder that I had committed, I figured it would be safe to visit.
I already knew and was locked in with the only family that she had. Talking to my brother, sister, and Joy over FaceTime was cool, but I wanted her to catch my family's vibe in person. Just as Talia had welcomed me with open arms and Dom had done the same to Ny, I wanted her to see that the woman who had raised me was the same way. I was kind of excited about letting Nyoka meet my people. I was even more excited to show her around my city. I couldn't wait for her to wake up so that I could tell her that I wanted to visit home and she was coming with me.
Chapter 10
Nyoka
I sat like a true passenger seat princess while Adonis drove the entire ten hours to Lima. I had woken up the day after Christmas with an entirely new outlook on my relationship. I loved Adonis and was ready to move into the next chapter in our lives. When he mentioned he wanted to take the trip to meet his family, I was already pre-planning outfits and thinking of what hairstyle I wanted to wear. He had repeatedly expressed how small of a town it was so I wouldn't be caught dead not looking my best.
Because the winter months in Ohio could be so frigged, we had waited for the weather to break to make the trip. He had suggested flying, but wherever I went, so did my arsenal. I was glad as hell that when my car had gotten broken into. The thief wasn't smart enough to check where the spare tire went. Under that cover, I had knives, guns, the whole nine.
"Make a right, and then your destination is on the right…"
