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“Mmm, damn. If I didn’t want to take you out, show you off, and pamper you, I would take you to the penthouse, tie your ass up and fuck you to sleep. Let’s go, Angel, before we never make it out of your living room. And I know you are blushing baby. I can tell.” I take the hand he holds out to me.
“I am not blushing,” I tell him, knowing my melanin makes it impossible for him to see a blush.
“Liar,” he says, walking me out of my home. I have long since come to terms with the fact that I don’t have a light complexion and a skinny body. I love them both, and haven’t had an issue with my self-esteem since I was in junior high school, but this man makes me feel all kinds of sexy and beautiful.
The restaurant is stunning, the food is amazing, and the view is simply breathtaking, but the company makes the night an exceptional time. Kruze is probably the smartest man I know and pays attention to me and what I say.
“An accessory closet is not a necessity.”
“It certainly is,” I argue.
“So you are telling me you can’t put your purses, shoes, and other stuff in the same closet as your clothes?”
“Of course you can, but if you don’t have to, why would you? Let’s normalize accessory closets.”
“Maybe if you bought fewer purses, shoes, and stuff, it wouldn’t have to be a necessity.”
“You can’t be serious? And what about men, huh? Are y’all gonna buy less golf equipment, gaming, or computer stuff? Don’t y’all have an entire man cave for y’all things?”
“That is not the ….”
“Kruze Morehouse, is that you?” A whiny, nasally voice interrupts our conversation, causing us both to look toward the owner. Standing there is a tall, thin, blond hair blue eyed woman grinning from ear to ear at Kruze.
“Beth Ann?” Kruze says.
“Oh my gosh! I never thought I would see you here again! How are you? Have you moved back here,” she rattles off without acknowledging me one time.
“Beth Ann, this is Trinitee,” Kruze says to her, forcing her to acknowledge me. She turns around with a tight smile, giving me the once over, turning up her nose. “Hello,” she says in a nice nasty voice.
“Hi,” I say, completely irritated by her disrespectful ass.
“Have a good night, Beth Ann,” he says, dismissing her. She stands there looking crestfallen before she walks away.
“I’m going to the bathroom, Angel, and then we are leaving, okay.” he says.
“Okay baby,” I say as he gets up, kisses me on the forehead, and walks away. The waiter comes over to box up what’s left of our dessert.
“You know you’re just a fetish, right,” that irritating ass voice says.
“Can you get the hell away from me,” I snap at her.
“Don’t get mad at me for telling you the truth. You are definitely not his type. I have known him since high school, and I can tell you, you are a phase,” she says.
I burst into laughter, drawing attention from several tables, “Careful, Emma Lou, your desperation is showing.”
“Is that a fact? If you were that important to him, you’d have a collar around your neck. Oh, don’t look so surprised. Kruze has been in that world for a long time, long before it became popular. I wore his first collar, and since you’re not wearing one, I bet I can be his again. Enjoy him while you can. You won’t have him for much longer,”
“Beth Ann, why are you still here?” Kruze says with more steel in his voice than I have ever heard before, causing her spine to snap ramrod straight.
“I was just saying goodbye,” she says, eyes on the ground in a clear submissive pose.
“Well, you’ve said it. Leave,” he barks as he pulls some bills out of his wallet to leave as a tip. The black Club Desire card falls out of his wallet on the table. Beth Ann picks it up, handing it back before Kruze can reach for it.
“Good night,” she says, walking off.
“I’m sorry baby. Are you okay? She didn’t say anything stupid to you, did she” he asks, genuinely concerned.
“I am fine, baby. She didn’t say anything I couldn’t handle,” I tell him. He comes around to help me out of my seat, and we head home.
