Page 50 of When Love Becomes A Need
Suddenly, a request for FaceTime came over the phone. The smile on my face grew before I answered.
Ever since the day I went to Ahmad’s house and basically spent the night, things have been good. We hadn’t said we were together or even exclusive, but we’ve been talking almost every day. He got approved for the second shop, so he’s been spending time with contractors trying to get that together, and his shop has been busy too. I’ve been trying to get ready for today, as well as look for a spot to rent out to turn into a studio, so we haven’t seen each other outside of FaceTime.
“My sister driving you crazy yet?” he asked, smiling at me.
I shook my head. “Nope, she just got here and is in the back with the models and stuff.”
He nodded. “I’m glad you’re doing this for her. She’s been talking about it for the past two weeks.”
“Hell, I’m glad she asked me to do it. It’s great for my portfolio and will help get my name out there.”
“I can’t wait to see them. I know they’re going to be good as hell.”
I blushed. “Did you have any complicated pieces today?”
“Man,” he started and ran his hand over his face. “Most of my appointments this morning were filled with females trying to get my attention.” I frowned, causing him to chuckle.
“Is that right?”
He licked his lips. “Yeah, they come in here from time to time thinking they gone catch my eye.”
“And do they?” I raised an eyebrow. I’d never been jealous before, but I didn’t like the thought of other women trying to get Ahmad’s attention. Even if we hadn’t established any titles between us, it still didn’t sit well with me.
“I don’t be thinking about they asses. I do their tattoos then send them on their way.” He grinned at me, and I playfully rolled my eyes. “Trust me, can’t none of their asses get what you getting from me.”
He tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and gave me a seductive look that caused my stomach to flutter.
“And what am I getting from you?” A smirk appeared on his face.
“My time.” Those two simple words caused my body to heat up and my heart to start beating faster. I still didn’t know the full story ofAhmad and his ex, but I knew it messed him up. For him to push those feelings aside for me made me want to do the same. He hadn’t given me any indication that he was on any bullshit with me, nor did I get any feelings that he would hurt me, but a part of me was still guarded.
“Fatima, are you ready?” Autumn questioned. I had been so into my conversation that I didn’t even hear her come back into the room.
“Yeah, hang on,” I told her before picking up the phone.
“We’re about to get started. Am I going to see you soon?”
He lowered his eyes and nodded. “I’ll be by your house later if that’s cool with you.”
My heart skipped. “I’ll text you when I get home.”
“Alright, go kill that shit.” I grinned and hung the phone up. Taking the AirPods out of my ear, I placed them back in the case and looked at Autumn.
“Why are you looking like that?” She was staring at me with a huge smile on her face, so big that her eyes were damn near closed.
“Was that my brother?”
My cheeks grew warm. “Yes, it was.”
Just when I thought her smile was big already, it seemed to get wider. “You two hit it off, didn’t you?” Her voice grew higher.
I snickered. “I guess you can say that. We’re hanging out, getting to know each other.”
“I knew you two would be a good match!”
I shook my head. “Whatever. Come on, so we can get started,” I laughed and stood up.
Autumn hooked her arm through mine, and we walked over to my tripod. “I think you and my brother are cute together. Just don’t hurt him, Fatima.” Her face was now serious.
