“Now I’m ready,” she said as she returned to the sitting room.
When she got close to me, I reached out and grabbed her hand. The scent of caramel and vanilla filled my nose, and that shit smelled good.
“Damn, you smell like dessert. I might have to taste you later.” I winked at her as we left her room.
“I might just let you.” She smirked then pressed the button for the elevator when we reached the end of the hall.
“I’m going to hold you to that.” I knew I might have been moving too fast, but I couldn’t help it. It was something about Harvest that made me want to explore every single part of her.
We reached the lobby, and when I walked her to my awaiting vehicle, Noah stood on the outside of it and opened the door.
I stood back and let Harvest get in first, making sure I blocked anyone’s view of her. I didn’t need any random pictures of her panties or some shit popping up on the internet. Once she was in, I got in behind her, and Noah closed the door. Hetypically didn’t open and close my door, but this was a special occasion.
“He looks familiar, but I can’t figure out from where,” Harvest said as I got myself comfortable next to her.
“That’s one of my best friends and my bodyguard. He was there last night,” I informed her.
“Ooh, that’s where I’ve seen him. Maybe I remember a little more than I thought about our impromptu wedding.”
I chuckled as she rolled her eyes. Her scent filled the rental car, and if it were my car, I would want the scent in there at all times. Since this was supposed to be my wedding week, I rented a white Ghost, and there was no reason not to utilize it.
“I see that. Just like I see you have your ring on.” I sat with my chest a little more puffed out when I noticed she was wearing the ring. That was a good sign to me.
“I mean, look at it.” She held her hand out. “I don’t think beautiful is a good enough word to describe it.” She smiled as she glanced down at the ring again.
The way her eyes lit up, I didn’t think I would have the heart to ask for it back from her if she decided she wasn’t fucking with me. She seemed to really like it.
Since I didn’t have to drive, I could focus all my attention on Harvest.
“Security and a fancy ass car. You went all out, huh?”
“I always have security with me. You don’t have security?”
“No. I’m not big time enough for that.”
“Shit if you ain’t. You think it ain’t possible for a nigga to wait outside of your hotel room or something? I’ve seen the comments in your posts, and niggas is thirsty. I’m going to get one for you, and I’m not saying that because of our situation. You need to be safe at all times.”
She might not have known how crazy some people could get, but I’d seen it multiple times. She needed to be protected,whether she remained my wife or not. Harvest was more popular than she thought, and her safety would be a top priority for me.
“I guess I never really thought about it. If you insist on getting me one, then I guess I’ll have one.” She smiled, and it made my heart melt.
I lifted her hand and kissed the back of it, which caused her to blush. I loved it every time her cheeks reddened.
“Thank you.”
It didn’t take long to arrive at the restaurant.
Butterflies formedin my stomach and performed like they were inDrumlinefrom the moment I agreed to go on the date with Boston. When he arrived at my room door, the feeling increased. Boston made me nervous. He had that type of confidence that was noticeable the moment he entered the room. Everything about him screamed big dick and long money. It was obvious by the watch on his arm and the necklace around his neck. It was also obvious by the way he walked with a gap in his legs like he had to make room for his dick.
When we arrived at the restaurant, Noah parked in the back instead of the front. Boston made sure he was the one who opened the door and helped me out of the car. Boston’s hand was on my lower back as we entered through the door and was takento a private room. Luckily, no one was outside to take our picture or anything. I hoped we could keep this thing under wraps for as long as possible.
It took a few minutes for us to be seated and have our food ordered. Boston’s cologne drifted over the table toward me, and he smelled so damn good. I wasn’t sure what kind of cologne it was, but it smelled rich. I blushed as he stared at me from across the table.
“I can see why you model. You just have this natural beauty about you, and I can’t stop staring,” Boston said before he took a sip of his water.
My face and neck flushed with heat. He wasn’t lying about staring because he hadn’t turned his gaze away from me. I had to look behind him because the intensity in his eyes made me even more nervous.
I drank some of my water to cool down and try to get my thoughts together. I had multiple questions I wanted to ask him, but I couldn’t remember a damn thing. The only thing I remembered was the sound of his voice first thing in the morning. It reminded me of that actor Mehcad Brooks, and it was swoon worthy.
