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After brunch, we all went our separate ways. The girls made plans to go out later while the guys complained about it. Titan and I were back at his place, basking in the aftereffects of the love we both proclaimed for each other. I was almost asleep when I heard him call my name.

“Tink,” he called out.

“Hmm,” I countered, not bothering to move.

“Lift up.”

He tapped my butt, and I unraveled my body from his body. I had to adjust sleeping on the right side since I was so used to sleeping on the left. I moved so he could get up, and I admired the muscles rippling in his back as he moved toward the dresser. I looked as he opened the drawer and pulled out a black, square box. He came back to the bed and handed it to me.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“Open it and see.” He smiled as he looked at me. The gleam in his eyes said everything that he didn’t verbalize in that moment.

I took the lid off the box and removed the purple velvet covering. Underneath was a smaller, more feminine version of his Cuban link chain and a number seventeen pendant. I tittered at the gesture, but I loved it.

“This is beautiful,” I cooed.

He took it from me and placed it around my neck before kissing it.

“Not as beautiful as you,” he complimented, making me blush.

I sat up and straddled his lap as he rested his hands on my hips.

“You have done a lot for me in this short time that we’ve been doing this, and I just want you to know that I appreciate you. Even when I was being mean to you in the beginning, you still helped me and I appreciate you for that,” I acknowledged.

I know how things started between us, and no one could’ve told me that we would be at this place now.

“You got it, Tink. You’on have to thank me for shit that I do for you. Hell, I should be thanking you. Not only did you help salvage my reputation, but you showed me it was more out here than a quick nut. Well, you know I’on do that quick shit, but you get what I’m saying.” He smirked.

“Get to the point.” I rolled my eyes.

“My point is that I love you for teaching me how to love and treat a woman properly. I love you for accepting me as I was but still don’t take my shit, and for that baby, you can get whatever the fuck you want from me,” he proclaimed.

I leaned down and kissed his lips, careful not to put more pressure on his shoulder.

“I got one more gift for you,” he stated.

“Titan, you’ve done enough,” I whined.

“Not even,” he started. “We leave on Monday to go to St. Laurent for a few days. We both could use the distraction and some very much deserved alone time with no school, football,cameras or our families. Just you and me in a villa fucking from the windows to the walls,” he laughed, and I joined in.

I didn’t expect to be here, but I’m not complaining, and I damn sure planned on being here for a while.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Titan

We landed in St. Laurent a few hours ago and as soon as we got to the villa, we both went to sleep. Traveling always made me tired as fuck, even though the flight was only an hour. My body was still exhausted and needed the rest. Now that I was refreshed, I was up and ready to enjoy my vacation with my lady. I still have to laugh at myself because here I was out here with a whole girlfriend and expressing my love like a bitch, but I wouldn’t have the shit no other way.

I stepped onto the terrace and took in the fresh island air. Shit was quiet and peaceful as fuck out here. We had the perfect view of the ocean, and I couldn’t wait to enjoy every bit of it.

I heard footsteps behind me and saw Tink swaying in my direction. I bit my bottom lip as I watched her make her way to me. Outside of the little skort shit she wore to work… the only time I saw her in a dress was when we went to the event and at her graduation. She preferred the casual look, and I didn’t have a problem with it. She had on a long white dress with those skinny straps and slits on both sides that came all the way up to her waist. She was really testing my patience because all it took was one good swift wind and all her ass would be out and every nigga out this muthafucka would be dead.

She stopped right in front of me, and I slid my hands inside the slits of her dress and narrowed my eyes at her.

“Tink, why you fucking playing with me, man?” I groaned as I tried to slip my hand between the fabric of her thong.