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“Next Saturday,” he says.
I laugh. “You have got to be kidding me. That’s too soon, silly. I need to find a dress.”
He twists his lips. “All them damn clothes you got, and you mean to tell me you don’t have something you can rock? Give me a break.”
I look him in the eyes. Step up into his space. “Jasper, when I marry you it’s going to be my one and only marriage. So when I come down that aisle or staircase or sandy beach, I’m gonna be the baddest bitch you’ve ever seen for a bride.”
He smiles, reaching for my nipples. He kneads them between his fingers. “Oh, yeah. Well, check this out. You already the baddest bitch, baby. And that’s why a nigga’s tryna snatch you up on some official shit.”
I grab his hard dick, stroke it. “Mmmph,” I say licking my lips. “I’ve missed the hell out of that dick.”
“Oh, word? Is that all you missed.”
I reach up on my tippy-toes and kiss him on the lips, slipping my tongue into his mouth. We kiss for a few moments, before I pull away. “And those sexy lips.”
He grins, reaching for the soap and washcloth and washing himself off. “I can tell.”
As soon as we finish our shower—after another round of in-tense fucking, we dress, then head out the door, leaving behind the scent of sweet, sweaty sexing.
I drop Jasper off where I picked him up from earlier. He tells me he’ll call me later on, then says, “Saturday, October ninth. Two P.M.”
“October ninth? What’s happening then?”
“I’m marryin’ ya fine-ass. That’s seven months away. It’s Columbus Day weekend and gives you more than enough time to do whatever the fuck you need to do.” I smile, but inside I’m wondering when he came up with that date and how the hell I’m going to find a place in such short notice. I can tell his mind is made up. “I don’t wanna hear no bullshit, yo. That’s what it is, ya dig?”
“So is this you putting your foot down?”
“Damn straight.”
“Well, alright then, big daddy. Whatever you want.”
He leans over and kisses me, then gets out of the car. “It better be. Where you going from here?”
“The shop,” I tell him.
“Yeah, aiight. Make sure you take ya ass straight there, too.”
I roll my eyes. “Whatever.”
“Yeah, aiight. You heard what Daddy said. Take ya ass straight to work, yo. You hear me?”
“Bye, Jasper. Call me later.”
“No doubt, baby.” I watch him as he walks across the street like he’s been riding up and down on buses all day, looking for work. As I’m pulling off, I smile, replaying our encounter back at the motel in my head. My pussy is well-fucked, my throat well-coated, and my heart overflowing with love. Damn, life can’t get any sweeter than this, I think, making my way to the salon.
NINETEEN
When I walk through the salon’s door, there’s a lot of lively chatter going on. Shuwanda’s new client Robyn is sitting in the waiting area with her man—the nigga whose dick I’d wet a while back. She’s leaning up on him, flipping through a magazine, while he’s on his iPhone. She speaks when she sees me over at the counter with Felecia. Her man eyes her, then quickly shoots a look over at me before going back to doing whatever it was he was preoccupied with. I feel a level of discomfort, seeing him sitting up in here for the second time.
“We set the date,” I say to Felecia, sharing the news about my upcoming nuptials.
“Girl,” she squeals, “it’s about damn time. Congratulations.”
“Thanks,” I say.
She gets on the intercom and announces, “Alright ya’ll…listen up. It’s official. We have a wedding to plan. Pasha and Jasper are finally jumping the broom. Columbus Day weekend it’s gonna be on and poppin’.” Everyone claps and cheers, and gives their congratulations. I blush, visibly embarrassed by the unwanted attention.
I tell all the well-wishers thanks, then shift my attention back to Felecia. “Do I have any cancellations?”
