“Damn, Tink. My bad. Set that shit up and I’ll make sure that I’m there,” he countered, and I was shocked.
“You’re serious?” I asked for clarity.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
Silence...
“Tink,” he called out.
“Yeah?”
“I wanna see you when I get back tonight?” He voiced.
For some reason, I got nervous.
“Uhm... that’s fine. Do you want me to meet you at your house, or you coming to mine?” I asked.
“I’d prefer you to be there when I get in. I’ll have Lani let you in,” he stated.
“Uhm... okay. I can do that,” I agreed. “I’ll even get something to cook so you won’t have to call Chef Thot.” I rolled my eyes because that hoe was pathetic.
“You ain’t shit for that, Tink,” he laughed.
“I’m just saying,” I countered.
“Yeah, I bet. Let me call Lani and I’ll see you in a bit.”
We said our goodbyes and hung up the phone.
I headed straight home to pack a bag and head to the grocery store to pick up a few things. This actually worked out good because his birthday was coming up in a few days and I wanted to do something for him because he’d be out of town again and I wouldn’t see him until afterward. This would be the perfect timing.
***
I was nervous as hell to be in Titan’s house without him. Lani met me here to let me in and stayed while I prepped dinner and did a little decorating. She was the one who told me his favorite dessert was peach cobbler, and luckily I had my grandma’s recipe, so I made a small one, but not without promising to save her some. I asked her not to let Titan know what I was planning, and she promised. She was just excited that her brother finally stopped messing with every hoe he came across. I assured her that what we were doing was only on a friendly level, and she waved me off. She’d been gone for about thirty minutes, and I had time to shower before Titan got in.
I showered in the guest bathroom so I wouldn’t invade his space. Once I was done with my shower, I dressed in a pair of blue cotton shorts that had a single white stripe going down each side and a white baby tee. My hair was still in a bun from earlier. I slipped my feet into my fuzzy slides and headed back into the kitchen to check on everything. I had the food and cobbler still in the warmer so everything would still be hot.
As I was closing the door to the oven, I heard the door open and my heart started beating out of my chest. I turned around and Titan was walking further inside but stalled his steps when he saw the setup.
I had blue, white, and silver balloons floating in the air and a few scattered on the floor. There was a ‘Happy Birthday’ banner and blue twenty-nine balloon on either side. I couldn’t read the look on his face, and I was starting to think I overstepped until he walked over to me and pulled my body into his and kissed my lips passionately.
“Damn, Tink. You did all this shit for me?” He asked once he gave me back possession of my lips.
“I wanted to do something for your birthday. I know it’s not until next week, but you’ll be gone.”
He looked around, and a genuine smile graced his face, showcasing his dimple.
“I fuck with this shit, Tink,” he replied. “Wait...” he paused and sniffed the air. “Is that peach cobbler I smell?” He asked.
“Yes,” I nodded. “I didn’t have the money to buy a gift, so I asked Lani what your favorite dessert was. I figured I could give you that in place of a gift,” I simpered.
He turned around and looked at me. The look on his face let me know that he appreciated my effort.
“You didn’t have to do all this for real, but I really appreciate it. Outside of my family, nobody has ever taken the time to do no shit like this for me. All those bitches wanted was dick... they didn’t care to know what else I had to offer. But you, Tink,” he paused and shook his head. “You didn’t ask for none of the shit I provided you, and that alone made me want to give you every-fucking-thing I can put my hands on.” He spoke with so much conviction and sincerity that I didn’t even have a response for it.
“Let me go put this shit up and freshen up. I’ll be right back.” He placed a kiss on my forehead and trekked to his bedroom to put his things up.
While he did that, I prepared our plates and couldn’t help the smile that crept on my face. I don’t know what we were doing, but I was starting to like it... a lot.
