Page 69 of Divine

“I love what we have. I don’t want things to change between us, Lee Lee. Sex complicates things. I’m already feeling the shift.”

“You having regrets?” he asked, moving to climb into bed beside me.

I rolled over and couldn’t help but smile when I saw the plate of apples, pretzels, and almond butter in his lap. It was one of my favorite quick snacks.

“Liam.” I sighed and grabbed an apple. “I don’t want you to change the way you see me. To the boys, I’m this weak little girl who needs a bodyguard and someone overseeing my decisions and paying my bills. To my girls and everyone I do business with, I’m this bossed up chick that has it all. During the day, I’m this strong-willed bad bitch, but at night, I just want someone I can be myself with. I want someone that I can have an inside joke with who finds me interesting not just beautiful. I want someone who wants to listen to what I have to say. I want someone who I can be vulnerable with that doesn’t think I’m weak. You give me all of that. I don’t want that to change.”

“I get that. I don’t plan on changing.”

“During the day, Iamthat strong bad bitch they think I am, but at night, I just want someone to hold me and tell me that I don’t have to have it all together all the time. I need someone to know that without thinking they need to control my life.”

“You don’t, Cookie.”

“You know that, Liam. I know you get it, but you’re not a regular guy.”

He chuckled as he pulled me closer until my head was resting in his lap.

“What am I?” he asked once I got settled.

Narrowing my eyes, I thought about it for a second before answering.

“I don’t know. Look how we had sex then you ran me a bath, rolled a blunt, and gave me a freaking massage. I’m not even going to get into how you came with my favorite snack.”

“So, you never heard of after care?” he asked.

“Yeah. I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never had it.”

“Well, it’s my favorite part, pretty girl. I know this can be a lot sometimes,” he said, smirking at he looked down at his dick.

“Wow. Really?” I giggled.

“Seriously, though, I’m not gon’ just fuck you into a coma without reminding you that you’re special to me. I want to bring us both back to reality and let you know that you’re more than a nut to me, Divine. You get that, don’t you?”

“I do.” I nodded.

“Good. Finish your snack while I find us a movie.”

“I was actually thinking about cooking. What do you have a taste for?” I asked.

After that performance, I was ready to cook Liam’s ass a five-course meal. He deserved it. I was pissed that I had deprived myself of him for so long. My mind was absolutely blown.

“It doesn’t matter. You know anything you make is good with me.”

“I saw the sun,the moon, the mountains, and the river. I saw heaven when I made sweet love to you.”

Az Yet’s “Last Night” blasted through my car speakers as I made my routine drive. It was crazy how I had always loved that song. I was 100 percent sure that I had only made love for the first time a few days ago.

Was it a shame that I had made love for the very first time at thirty-five years old? I didn’t know if I was embarrassed by the number of women who I had fucked just to get my rocks off over the years, but it was what it was. It had been three whole days since I’d seen Divine, and four since I entered her heavenly gates.

Usually, I went by her store on at least one of my days off, but I’d wanted to give her time to process things. I probably needed the time more than she did. I knew once that line had been crossed, I was going to have trouble going back to the other side. I was having more than trouble. I was straight up refusing to return to the way we were.

Divine belonged to me. I would make sure she knew that in more ways than one. I was done taking things slow and weighing out my options. It was time to act. Picking up my phone, I opened the messaging app and shot her a text to see if she needed anything before I came.

Divine:

I was just about to text you.

I’ve had a long ass day. Can we please, please, please do what we did the other day again? I promise I won’t cry this time. It was just a lot. I got overwhelmed.

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