Page 8 of Love Me Now: Adrian & Kwamé
CHAPTER 4
ADRIAN
“WhenIlookatthe sky, I think about how exciting it must be to know that every morning and every evening, you get a different perspective of yourself.”
I glanced at Kwamé out the corner of my eye. She and I laid in the grass, looking at the sky. Jessie had a time chasing the ducks and now, she was fast asleep on my chest.
“You high, baby?” I asked Kwamé.
She burst out laughing. “No! I’m just saying. Imagine being a canvas for someone whose artistry is unmatched. The brush never changes, but no two paintings are ever alike.”
Damn, that was deep.
“Kind of reminds me how love should feel,” she murmured.
Oddly, I understood Kwamé. “Even when times change, love should remain constant. When you know the canvas, it’s effortless to continue to love it.”
Kwamé’s head turned. For at least five minutes, she simply stared at me.
One night, I missed Kwamé so much that I was tempted to hop in my truck and go to her, schoolwork be damned. I missed the nights she cooked. I missed the evenings we spent watching the sun go down. Hell, I missed the way her fucking house smelled.
I placed my pencil on the coffee table with my textbooks and papers, then scrubbed my hands down my face. I couldn’t concentrate because I was thinking about my girl. My phone rang, and I snatched it up with the quickness.
“Hey, baby,” I answered Kwamé.
“Hey,” she replied. There were only a handful of times she took the initiative to call me. I grinned stupidly.
“This is a surprise,” I stated.
She chuckled a little. “Oh… Yeah. I was just thinking about you.”
I paused to take in the fact that she admitted to practically missing me.
“I hope I didn’t interrupt anything,” she quipped.
“Nah, not at all.” Sighing heavily, I added, “I was thinkin’ about you, too.”
“Oh,” she responded. I heard the smile in her voice, and it only made me want to be next to her.
“So, now that you practically put a ring on it, what the hell are you gon’ do about clinicals?” Adir asked me, bringing me out of a flashback.
He, Alli, Antonias, Percy, and I were a block from Dr. Bell & Associates having lunch. Every few minutes, I checked my watchto see if Kwamé was ready. She was with the ladies, having a spa day. Her ass hadn’t even texted me. Meanwhile, I was wondering if a nigga was massaging her feet and back. I frowned just thinking about it.
“I’m relocating back to Niceville Shores. I’ll be back in the clinic.” Shit, I couldn’t be away from my daughter and Kwamé. It was only right that I made the moves to be with them every night and every day.
“Good, ‘cause that lil’ girl has all of us wrapped around her fingers,” Alli chimed in. He was busy taking the pizza scraps Jessie offered him. “If she doesn’t share her food wit’ you, just know lil’ baby don’t fuck wit’ you.”
We all snickered because it was the truth. Jessie was getting to know the men in her life. She’d be able to trust them just as much as she trusted me.
“When’s the wedding?” Antonias questioned. Of course, he wanted to know.
“Bruh, we just became a couple two days ago,” I explained.
“And?” three voices responded.
I laughed. “Chill, damn.”
“Naw, ain’t no chill,” Antonias stated. “You ran back to her like a lost puppy who got caught in a catfight.”
