Page 47 of Desire

“This wasn’t the most romantic way to confess my love for you for the first time.”

“Baby, I?—”

“Nah, let me finish. I was going through some paperwork at my desk, and Tammy came in ranting about something I’m sure I’m supposed to fix. I don’t know how long she was there or what she was talking about because I didn’t hear a word she said. I honestly didn’t notice her presence until she clapped her hands in front of my face.

“She asked why I was smiling so hard, and I realized I hadn’t read a single word of the documents in front of me. I’ve been thinking about you since I left the house this morning. It’s only been a month, baby, but you’re what I’ve been missing. I’ve never felt more fulfilled, and I don’t want to go back to living without you. I’m in love with you, Desire, and I hope your feelings match mine, or you’re willing to stick around until they do.”

His semi-hard dick remained lodged inside me as he shared his feelings. He lifted his head when I didn’t respond after a minute or two. His eyes held the uncertainty I’d felt a few minutes ago.

“I knew I was in love with you before we left Turks and Caicos.”

My words caused his dick to stiffen. He lifted me from his desk and fell back onto the chair. I straddled him and rode his dick like there was no tomorrow. My breasts bounced up and down while he spewed nasty words of encouragement. Two climaxes and a quick shower later, we kissed goodbye for the second time today, and he returned to work.

Azaria and I had just finished eating dinner and were waiting for Aziel to get home. We were in the family room preparing to watch a movie of her choice when my sisters called, delaying the start of the movie.

Thankfully, Azaria had no problem entertaining herself. We’d been on the phone talking about my first day of unemployment for about ten minutes. Suddenly, our conversation went in another direction.

“Have you gotten your period?” Destinee asked.

“No.”

“Is it late?” She continued.

“Not really.”

“What do you mean not really? Either you are, or you aren’t,” Dream stated.

“I’m only a few days late. It’s too soon to speculate or get excited about it.”

“Your cycle is like clockwork. Why don’t you get a test?” Destinee pressed.

“Seriously, sis, because with the way you said y’all be fucking, I’d be surprised if you’re not,” Dream added.

“Aziel is forty-two, and I’m thirty-five. Neither of us are spring chickens, so it may not happen as quickly as I’d like.”

“First of all, thirty-five is not too old to have a baby. Most women nowadays don’t even think about having kids until they’re your age. However, are you sure you’re ready for that?” Dream questioned.

“To be a mom?”

“I know you’re ready to be a mom, but are you ready to have his baby?”

“Who else’s baby would I have, Dream? He is my husband.”

“Listen, I love Aziel for you. He won me over when he solicited us to purchase your new wardrobe and told us to pick up a few items for ourselves.”

“What? He didn’t tell me that part.”

“Because that wasn’t your business,” Destinee added. “The new wardrobe was a dope ass gesture, but when you told me he paid off all your debt, I wanted you to marry him again.”

“Y’all are crazy, but why do I feel like there is still a ‘but’ coming.”

“Sis, the way your relationship came about is far from normal. Having a child is a big step,” Dream said.

“Getting married is a big step, and we’re past that point, so what difference does it make?” I shouted.

“What she’s trying to say is maybe you should wait a while before bringing a baby into your relationship,” Destinee interjected. “Do you even love him?”

“Yes!” I exclaimed before I could stop myself.

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