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“You look good, love. You ready to go?”

“That’s all? You can’t give me something better than that? Like what the hell, Tristan.” My response annoyed her, and I truly didn’t care. She was here as a gift, not the other way around. I gave her a compliment and it wasn’t enough. She was quite self-centered.

“What is it you want me to say? You’re very needy, Simone. You know that, right?”

“I can’t help I like what I like,” she voiced placing her hand on her hip.

“You’re very forgetful as well,” I added.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Meaning when it’s your anniversary and your contract, you have the right to run the show. However, I’m here to celebrate and enjoymyday. It can end early or at its designated time. You choose.”

Once again, she dropped her head out of embarrassment. I picked up on it fast that she only does it when things don’t go her way. It was clear Alex spoiled her rotten, as he should, though. I did the same for my wife. The only difference was she always got her way, even in situations as such. She was also very confident in how she moved. Validation wasn’t needed from me.

Standing, I approached her slowly, lifting her face to mine once in reach. Such a beautiful woman who lacked the ability to stand without a man. It was a damn shame, to be honest. Her hazel eyes locked in with mine and that hunger for me was still present from earlier. She would be fed in due time.

“How a nigga supposed to enjoy the view if you keep dropping this? Eyes on me love, aight?” She nodded slowly, and I could hear her body calling out to me. Simone was more than ready to feel me. “Let’s go eat.”

Finally able to leave the room, we took the elevator down to the main floor. There were plenty of restaurants on the island giving us a variety of places to eat. One particular spot was located a few buildings over called Sunup to Sundown. Those were their hours of operation.

Hand in hand, we strolled through the lobby with compliments coming from all directions. Simone was a beauty, and I was far from ugly, so I knew we looked good together. I assumed it was another highlight of her day the way she cuffed my arm and kept a smile plastered on her face. There were even moments where she blushed. She was enjoying being my companion.

As soon as we touched the sidewalk, the heat immediately slapped us in the face. I was used to it. When I startedmy company, we had clients that wanted things done summer midday. In my opinion, it kept my dark skin rich.

“Jesus it’s hot. Why didn’t we just eat at the hotel restaurant? It would’ve been a lot easier.”

“It would’ve but we’re ordering in after the mud bath. I figured before we end up fuckin’ like rabbits, I’d take in some fresh air. We’re not walking for long, either. The restaurant is right there,” I said pointing to the building.

“Oh, me and Alex come here all the time. Their brunch is really good.”

“That I know.”

Within the next few steps, I was reaching for the door handle. Opening it, Simone stepped in with me a little ways behind her. Because her backside was enjoyed more than others, I tended to gaze at it often. My eyes traveled from her heels up to her ass and lingered for a minute. The roundness of it caused my dick to stretch down my thigh. I knew what was to come once our stomachs were full.

Looking over her shoulder, she gained my attention. “You coming?” she questioned.

“In due time we both will,” I mumbled.

“Huh?”

“Yeah love. I’m right behind you.”

The hostess sat us down within minutes handing over menus and silverware. We both took the time to scan them and settle on a meal. I went with a few pieces of fried chicken, cheese eggs over a small bowl of grits, and waffles on the side. Simone decided on a simple plate of catfish and cheese grits.

“I’m your waiter, Jacob. What can I start you beautiful people off with to drink?”

“Apple juice and a double shot of Louis XIII for me and a mimosa for the lady. My entrée of choice is the number four witha bowl of cheese eggs over grits. The lady will have the number seven,” I answered for us.

“Yes sir. Is there anything else I can get you?”

“That’ll be all. Thank you.”

The menus were closed and handed over. He walked away and Simone couldn’t stop looking at me softly. Apparently, I was doing something that granted me such a reaction. The smirk she wore suited her face perfectly.

“Is that what you do on the regular?”

“What is that, love?” I countered. I wanted to think I knew what she was referring to, but I was lost.

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