Page 32 of Mister Teacher


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Tyreek

I was nervous.

Tonight meant a lot.

I didn’t take Janae asking me out lightly—at all.

She agreed to going out with me the following night, and I could admit a part of me expected something to come up that made her cancel on me.

So far, that wasn’t going to be the case.

My drivers alerted me of when we were less than five minutes from the destination, so when Sonny told me that, I checked my phone to see if she’d called or texted to back out and she hadn’t. In fact, she’d texted me and told me she couldn’t wait to see me.

I’d realized space was the magnet needed to bring me my woman. As difficult as it was to stay away from Janae, it was obviously for the best. The longer I stayed around placating her while she chose to stay in her pain and past versus the gift of our present the longer it was going to take her to heal and realize what she had going for her life. What she had in me. I missed her ass every day this past month, but knowing that we were finally going to have a genuine chance at a healthy relationship made the time apart worth it.

I didn’t plan to take things too quickly, though. Even with us dating, I wouldn’t rush a title or anything else for that matter. The last thing I wanted to do was overwhelm Janae. She’d been hurt, rejected, and abandoned by someone she loved and trusted, and I couldn’t downplay that. I asked God before heading to her what she needed from me to ensure He would equip me to provide that, and I felt in my spirit that she needed not just love but security and belonging. If I could provide her with those things, Janae would know for herself that she was safe with me.

When we pulled up to her home, I got out of the Bentley with her flowers and gift basket in hand, then headed toward her front door. After knocking, I took a step back and waited for her to let me in. It only took a few seconds before she was opening the door. As I suspected, she wasn’t ready, but Janae was worth the wait. Her hair was in those little curl things with the silver clips, but her beautiful face was covered with makeup already.

“Sorry, I’ll be ready in like three minutes.”

I chuckled, stepping inside. “It’s fine, beautiful. We’re making good timing. Our reservation isn’t for another forty-five minutes.”

Her eyes went up toward the ceiling as she released a huge breath of relief.

“Great.” Janae gasped when she looked down and finally noticed what I was holding. “Is that for me?”

“It is.” I handed her the red roses and sunflowers, which was hard to get during this season, but I’d gotten lucky because one of my home girls from high school had a floral shop and greenhouse, so she could grow just about anything all year round.

“My favorite,” she cooed, accepting the bouquet. That wasn’t hard to figure out, because she had a spine tattoo of roses and sunflowers that I found sexy as fuck every time I looked at it, especially when I was giving her my dick from the back. That spine tattoo kept me distracted from how damn good her pussy felt. “Thank you, Tyreek.”

Janae lifted the flowers to her nose, giving them a good whiff as she smiled. “And what’s this?” she asked, taking the tissue paper off the top of the gift basket. She clutched her chest and released another gasp before smiling widely. “OMG, this is the most thoughtful gift anyone has given me!”

Janae made her way into my arms, hugging me tightly. Had I known all it would take to make her this happy was some yarn for her quilts, I would have been given her some. “Thank you so much, baby! I can’twaitto create with these.”

“You’re welcome, beautiful. I’m glad something so simple could make you so happy.”

Her laugh was soft as she released me. “The simple, sentimental things always matter most. You gave me something I love, of course that means a lot to me.”

I figured that would be the case, but I planned to spoil her with the finer things in life too. It was good to know that she appreciated the small things as well, though.

“Get comfortable. All I have to do is slip into my dress and heels. Would you like me to match you? You look so handsome by the way. I love the way this shirt is fitting you.” Her hand slipped down my chest, and my dick started to brick up instantly. I was dressed simply in a black V-neck shirt with a matching blazer and slacks with loafers. If she wanted to match my fly and dress in all black, I was cool with that.

“Thank you, and that sounds good to me. I love you in black, but you look good in anything really.”

She gave me a smile and wink before saying, “I’ll keep that in mind,” as she scurried away.

Janae put the flowers in water then headed to her bedroom with the gift basket. While I waited for her, I listened to the old school playlist that she had going in the background. We liked a lot of the same artists and music. Her favorite singers were Sade, Gladys Knight, and Anita Baker. Mine were Al Green, Maxwell, and Kem. There was a night we were supposed to go out months ago but she worked late. When she got off, she came over with her Bluetooth speaker and we just listened to music all night and talked before we fell asleep.

When she returned, she looked absolutely stunning in a black crop top with leather leggings and heels. A blazer was tossed over her shoulders in case she needed it as the sun continued to set. She smelled just as good as she looked—floral and fruity somehow.

“You are so breathtaking,” I complimented, unable to stop myself from wrapping my arms around her. “And you always smell so fuckinggood.”

I had a thing about a woman’s scent and the softness of her skin. If a woman smelled good and had soft skin, I was liable to lay up with her all day.

She giggled as she wrapped her arms around me. “You can thank Honey for that. I’ve been obsessed with this Valentino perfume she gave me.”

“I definitely will. Send me a picture of it. I’ll make sure you never run out.”

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