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“Just for tonight, baby. You can sleep all day tomorrow if you want to since tomorrow is technically our last night anyway. With the bad shit that took place here, at least let me do something tonight to make you smile. I miss your smile, beautiful. I haven’t seen that shit in days,” I said as I rubbed her arm.
Her eyes opened again, and they were staring back at me. Then she released a sigh and sat up in the bed. I reached out and placed my hand on her stomach, moving it around in a circular motion, although she wasn’t showing just yet.
“I don’t want to be around a whole bunch of people,” she told me.
“It ain’t going to be a bunch of people. Just me and you.”
“Then, if it’s going to be just me and you, why can’t we just stay in, order dinner, and watch something on TV?” she asked.
“Cuz, that ain’t how I’m trying to spend our last days here. Bae, come on. I done went through all this shit to plan something special for us tonight. You ain’t even got to do your hair or nothing. Just throw a dress on,” I said, lying like a motha fucka, knowing I wanted to see her get fine for what I had planned tonight.
She knew I was lying too. That’s why she laughed and playfully pushed my arm.
“The fact that you even told me I don’t have to do my hair clearly lets me know that you want me to do my hair. I’ll go, but I want it to be private, just you and me. I just don’t care to be around a whole bunch of people right now,” she let me know.
“And we ain’t. Come here,” I said, patting my thigh, so she could sit on my lap.
Normani crawled over to me and sat in my lap. My hand went to the bandage still on her forehead, and I rubbed my fingers on it like I had been doing each time I got close enough. Seeing that shit on her face just made a nigga so fuckin’ mad, but I wouldn’t even express that shit to her because I didn’t want to work up her feelings. I just wanted to hold her for a few minutes, and I did just that. She ran her soft hands through my hair, and after about five more minutes, I stood her up so we could go into the bathroom and take our shower together.
I knew how long Normani took to get ready, so yeah, we would need two hours for her to start getting ready just so we could be where we were going on time. After our shower together, I went over to the sink to brush my teeth and shit. Normani did the same thing, and when she was done, she took a seat at the small bench they had in the bathroom, so she could start on her make-up and shit. I already knew that was what she would spend the majority of her time on, so while she did that, I went to the bedroom and started ironing my clothes for the night.
Tonight was special, so I made sure I pulled out my nice clothes. I put on my Armani dress pants and paired them with a white dress shirt. I had my jewelry laid out on the bed with my shoes on the floor.
Just when it was almost time to leave, Normani came out of the bathroom looking so fuckin’ beautiful, man.
“Damn,” I said, looking at her.
I was in the middle of putting one of my chains around my neck when she emerged from the bathroom. She wore white just like me, and this shit wasn’t even planned. Smiling at my look of approval, she did a little twirl. She wore a short, white, satin dress, and when she turned around, I saw that her entire back was out. That shit was too fuckin’ sexy. She wore high heels that strapped around her calves. Her hair was styled with a bang that covered the bruise on her forehead really well. That glittery oil shit she liked to wear could be seen from where I stood, and she smelled so fuckin’ good. Her juicy ass lips were coated in lip-gloss that I couldn’t wait to taste when she came over and kissed me.
“You like it?” she asked as she picked up her purse from the table and put it on her shoulder.
“I love it. I love it even more that you’re smiling,” I said, now putting the chain fully around my neck.
I doused myself a couple of times with my cologne, and then I walked over to Normani. We were back in front of that floor-length mirror, and I stood behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist.
“You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Normani. I mean that shit, too,” I told her. I just couldn’t stop thinking about how lucky I was to be her nigga.
“Thank you, baby. You not too bad looking yourself,” she joked.
I kissed her cheek, and then I pulled her out of the room because we were running late. Allen, who I had put all this together for me at the last minute, had really looked out for me. I didn’t want to pull up late and seem like I wasn’t grateful for the shit he had done for me.
Normani and I made it to the elevator, and then we got on and took it down to the lobby. She squeezed my hand tightly once we got off the elevator because the last time she’d been down there was after the incident. To ease her, I pulled her in front of me and let her walk ahead of me while my arms stayed wrapped around her. I was using her as my shield because my dick was screaming. I didn’t know why she had put on this fuckin’ dress.
We made it outside to the beach area, but instead of going with the rest of the crowd, we went in the opposite direction. I saw where the rose petals started on the sandy beach, which led to the beautiful Abeking & Rasmussen yacht that would be ours for the next few hours. For hood nigga who ain’t ever been into romantic shit a day in my life, this was a lot for me to be doing. I had to really think back to those lame ass romantic movies that Normani be having me watch with her. I put myself in one of them dudes’ shoes and thought about what they would have done to make their woman happy. I knew with Normani, all she cared about was simple shit, but I wanted to go all out for her tonight because when it came down to it, this woman was so fuckin’ special.
Normani saw the roses, and then she heard the saxophone playing. Buddy was killing that old school, Endless Love by Luther Vandross. When I hear that song, I think about the shit that Normani and I share. This shit was endless. Normani out a loud squeal, and then she turned around and looked at me with that big gleam in her eyes. This shit right here was perfect, man. The sun had long gone down, but all types of candles were in the sand, which lit up the area perfectly for us.
“Baby, this is so beautiful,” Normani cooed.
She was so happy, and that was all that mattered. I ain’t know shit about slow dancing, but I still pulled her into me, and we danced to the song. My hands were on her ass, and I gave it a light squeeze as we danced. Her arms were around my neck, and as we moved slowly to the music, I saw a tear fall from one of her eyes.
“This just feels like a dream. Sometimes I feel like you are too perfect. I knew it was something about you from the beginning that just drew me in. Well, not at the very beginning. More like the middle. Even when my dad was trying to get in my ear and tell me that you would hurt me, for some reason, I just always felt like I could trust you. I love you, Billionaire. Thank you for making me feel what love is. In less than a year’s time, I went from being single to all sudden being a girlfriend, now a fiancée, and pretty soon a wife. You are the epitome of what it means to be a strong, black man. I thank you for proving my father wrong,” Normani announced.
Her words made a nigga feel so fuckin’ good. When she finished, she leaned in, and we kissed. We danced for the rest of the song, and then I grabbed her hand and walked her up to the yacht. I spotted Allen, and I dapped him up, thanking him again for pulling this off tonight for me. All the red and the white rose petals led us into the massive boat, and once inside, I led the way for Normani, showing her where we would sit tonight for dinner.
There was a circular table inside, which was nicely decorated. You would have thought we were at Prime 112 or something by how nice everything was. Once at the table, I pulled Normani’s chair back, and when she sat down, I scooted her up and went to my side of the table. She was looking up at me and smiling big.
“What?” I asked, and then I laughed. She had a real nigga feeling all giddy and shit.
