“We don’t have shit to take care of, and I am not getting in that girl car. I’ve never even seen it before. It probably belongs to your fiancée.”
“Yeah, soon-to-be.”
He threw me the keys, and I caught them just before they hit my chest. This man knew just how to piss me off, but as fine as he was standing in front of me in all black, I couldn’t be. Ramel was sexy as fuck with muscles in all the right places and an arrogant ass smile that made it impossible to go against anything he said.
“I don’t want to drive your car, Ramel.”
“It’s not mine. It’s yours.”
“I am not accepting a car from you.”
“You ain’t got to accept it, but I’m going to leave it here.”
“Ramel, you can’t just buy me a car for me to forget everything that happened.”
“I’m not asking you to forget, Gina. I’m asking you for a conversation. I bought you the car to have a conversation.”
“That’s an expensive conversation.”
“We all got to start somewhere. Besides, I tasted that pussy before. I know you worth it.”
“You have ten minutes. I am not missing a whole day of work for this.”
“That’s all I need.” He threw his hands up in mock surrender.
Chapter
Eighteen
Ramel
My ten-minute talk with Gina turned into a weekend getaway, and I couldn’t have been happier about it. After everything that went down at my house, it was taking an act of God to get her to even look at me, let alone agree to go away for the weekend together. I’d apologized to Gina in more ways than I could count, but I still felt like I needed to do more to prove myself.
Gina deserved to know that I was completely hers, and I’d always be there no matter what. This weekend was the first step toward drilling that into her head. My baby was the type that needed reassurance, and it was my job to give it to her.
“Ramel, this is beautiful,” she said, walking around my beachfront condo in Orange Beach.
Orange Beach, Alabama, was a hidden gem that few people knew or even cared to know about. Out of all the places I’d visited in my life, it was still one of my favorites. Not only was the water crystal blue and the sand white, but it was also lowkey. I never had to worry about being completely surrounded by tourists, which meant my girl and I could spend the quality time we needed with little interruptions.
“I’m glad you like it. My parents got this place when I was in elementary, and I fell in love with it my first summer out here. I bought it from them as soon as I was old enough to know what to do with it.”
“Do you ever plan on moving here for good?”
“If that’s what you want.”
“So now you’re making life decisions based on what I want?”
“I’ve been making life decisions based on what you wanted from the moment I met you. That ain’t never going to change.”
“Um,” she said before walking off to look at the rest of the house.
I gave Gina a quick tour of the property before we settled in the kitchen. I didn’t know about her, but that four-hour drive from base had my stomach touching my back. I needed to find something to eat before it started growling.
Luckily, I’d already ordered groceries and everything else I needed for the night on the way, and it’d arrived at the same time we did. I had plans of giving my baby a romantic dinner under candlelight. I wanted dinner to be at home so she could have the space to speak her mind and let out any frustrations she needed to.
Gina and I had a few conversations about my mother and Lacy popping up at the crib, but something was telling me she hadn’t gotten everything off her chest. In order for us to move forward, I knew Gina needed to be completely secure in where she stood in my life. I was there to guarantee her that her place would always be front and center.
“Can I cook for you tonight?”
