Love Delivered

“Huhn?”


Stenton shrugs. “I’ve given this some thought for weeks. We date. I’ve never courted you…I’ve never given you those fundamental things a woman your age deserves…before you seduce a man.”

I can’t help my giggle. I toss my head back on that one. He’s never going to let me live that down. Stenton gives a full smile.

When I sober, I say, “Speaking of which, I think we should delay that portion of this new venture.”

“Shit!” His face drops.

“I’m sorry. It’s just that I want this to feel new. I’ve needed that for some time now. We now have that opportunity.” I try to soften it with a moue.

“For how long?” His scowl is set.

“Just until it’s the next gradual step for the both of us.”

Stenton wrinkles his nose. “Can’t we count last month and skip to the next step?”

Afraid to ask what the next step will be, I reach over and caress the side of his face, loving the feel of the pads of my fingers against his stubble. That was a bad move. Our contact is electrifying.

Stenton quickly licks his lips as he straightens in his seat, he then roughly wipes them with his thumb while his eyes are cast somewhere in the distance.

I’m panicking.

“Is that a major issue for you?”

Slowly, he rakes his eyes until they meet me. “I’ve waited all this time, I can wait as long as you need. Understand you’re with me now. No more games. No more waiting. Only me. Officially mine.” Then his gaze turns piercing. “Just know, I’m not Bernard. And with that, I’m not okay with not being able to quench my need of you. That celibacy shit until we’re married don’t fly. I have my needs of you.”

I nod hoping he doesn’t hear my heart racing, my pulse speeding.

“No.” he shakes his head. “I don’t think you do. It means we will get married. It may not be next week, or next month, but marriage is our destination. I won’t rush you for a date, but do implore you to give it some thought. I meant what I said in Ocho Rios, I’m taking the driver’s seat from here on out.”

My palms go clammy, mouth dry. He’s serious! I nod my head, stunned by his declaration. I reach behind me for the door. Stenton grabs my right hand and lifts it to his mouth for a sweet kiss.

“Get some sleep, Ni?a.”

“You, too,” I murmur before leaving out.

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Stenton: Hey

Me: Hey yourself. How’s your day coming along?

Stenton: Overcast. You’re not here with me.

Me: Swoon Is that a ploy to get into my panties?

Stenton: No. I own those panties. I’m just waiting for you to accept that. The purpose of this text is to ask you out on our first date. I have tix to see Maroon 5 in the city Thursday. Think you can find coverage?

Me: I’m a bawse. I can make coverage. I’ll be there. Try to keep your hands off of me tho.

Stenton: LMAO! This is gonna be so much fun. Glad you can cum. :)

Me: Don’t you mean ‘come’?

Stenton: Yeah…that too. Lata…

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~Stenton~

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