She couldn’t be convinced that God hadn’t just answered her prayer.
“Yes. Have HR send an email. Move all meetings to the top of next week if they’re not urgent.” She responded to the text.
With a whole free day, the pep returned in her step. Nina freshened up and was eager to return to bed. Jio could do whatever he wanted to do to her now.
When she walked into his bedroom, he was up and sitting against the headboard with a blunt dangling from the corner of his mouth and his phone in hand. His eyebrows furrowed in the middle. Nina hoped that he didn’t have to leave. She was prepared to turn her phone off and be up under him until tomorrow.
“You want breakfast, baby?”
“Wow, don’t tell me I’m about to get breakfast in bed,” she said sarcastically.
“You can have whatever you want if you don’t go to work.”
Nina climbed back into bed. “I can make something shake.” She didn’t tell him that she couldn’t go to the office today anyway. A man’s ego needed to be stroked every now and then. Peaches had taught her that.
“What you got a taste for?” He looked at her like he did when their eyes first connected in the club last night.
“Real shit, I been missing you, baby. Real bad.”
Her heart skipped a beat. She knew he meant every word. He wasn’t hiding his feelings anymore. Jio was prepared to apply all the pressure to get her back. He refused to do life without her.
He knew he could be reckless, territorial, arrogant, and impossible to reason with, but all of that could be modified if she gave him another chance. The shit he did he always felt like he had a good reason to do it. Like, how he moved her car without her permission and then he had the nerve to have a good reason for it, or how she may have thought he was always stalking her, but in his eyes, he was protecting his most important asset. She should’ve grasped that by now, but he was a very calculated man. Jio didn’t move prematurely, especially when it came to Nina Marcelle.
“I’ve missed you too…” she swore.
Jio almost confessed the crazy sucker shit he’d done to soothe his aching heart, but some things were better left unsaid. He loved everything about her. Her laugh, her smile, the way she whined when she was hungry. He missed her random calls to complain about nothing important, but to her it was everything. He never took her for granted, but now Jio understood that he had to show her, not just keep telling her how he felt. For a woman like Nina,ChanelandCartierweren’t going to make an honest woman out of her. It was his time and attention that Nina now deemed as non-negotiables for her loyalty.
Jio climbed out of bed. He was naked as the day he was born and walked with the confidence of a made man. He didn’t care that her eyes hadn’t left his body either, he knew he looked good.
“I’m going to get breakfast started,” he told her before leaving her alone.
After a hot shower, Nina stepped out onto the drying mat and wrapped her body in an oversized towel. She’d gotten her hair wet, knowing how much he preferred it in its natural state. The bathroom smelled like eucalyptus mixed with an overly expensive body wash that Jio purchased religiously because, according to him, “Yo, that cheap shit be drying my skin out.”
She rubbed lotion into her arms and legs, humming an old tune under her breath. He had good taste in everything. Most women kept what many called a “hoe bag” in their trunk, but she never needed anything because his bathroom was stocked with all the essentials. He unapologetically had expensive taste for everything in his life, not just clothes, shoes, cologne, and eyewear.
She padded back into the bedroom, knowing that she had drawers full of loungewear that she could throw on to parlay around the house in today.
She didn’t expect to see him sitting on the edge of the bed with a facial expression that she knew all too well. He was plotting.
“The food done already?” she asked him.
He looked up slowly before putting his phone to the side. He ignored her question and asked one of his own.
“You mine for the rest of the day?”
The question caught her off guard.
“...Yeah.”
“I mean all day. Like no interruptions?”
She blushed at the mere thought of whatever he’d cooked up for them.
“I don’t have anything until tomorrow morning.”
“You sure?” he pleaded with her.
“I moved everything.”
