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Chapter 39

Crown Gravehart

Rolling out of bed, I sat at the edge, and my gaze immediately found her. At this time, Four loved being on the balcony, which was connected to her bedroom. Every morning, she stood out there as the sun spilled over her like they were best friends, and one couldn't rise without the other.

That's my muthafuckin' wife.

The thought provoked a smirk because if Four wasn't so scary, I would've proposed on our six-month anniversary at the racetrack. Shit might've seemed quick, but it was right on time for me. The night we met, River talked cash shit, and I knew from that moment she'd be my wife. We came a long way from the days when we went back and forth, but that shit was growth. Between then and now, not much had changed regarding how I saw Four. I still wanted her to be my actual wife, but she wasn't ready for that. Even with her finally telling me she loves me, I knew she needed time before she was tied to a nigga in the eyes of the law. I respected it but wasn't going to let time pass and not be prepared for the day she was ready.

Not long after we made it official, I went and bought an engagement ring. This one was nothing like the first ring and band I locked on her finger. The first ring was something forthe time being. I brought it from my jeweler, but it was a ring any nigga with some money had access to. The new ring I had on reserve was custom-made specifically for Four. I wanted her to know that I saw her, every part of her.

An oval diamond with soft edges and endless lines sat at the center of the ring. The clarity of the 4-carat stone was impeccable and housed faint icy blue undertones to represent her favorite color. A hidden halo was designed into the ring created from tiny sapphires tucked beneath the center diamond. The only way to notice was if Four allowed someone into her personal space. Two paths wrapping around each before becoming one created the platinum band and were symbolic of who she and I were. Lastly, I had the coordinates of the exact spot we met engraved in my handwriting on the inside of the band. Everything about this ring was symbolic of our relationship, and when she was ready, I planned to go all out when asking her to be my wife.

"Are you gonna continue to watch me, or do you wanna enjoy this beautiful morning with me?"

Laughing as her sultry voice pulled me out of my thoughts, I answered, "I'ma watch."

"Your loss." She shrugged and then turned to continue enjoying the view.

I waited a few minutes to make sure she wouldn't turn back my way, then went to grab my camera from the dresser. I snuck back over to the bed and started snapping pictures.

"Crown, stop! I look crazy," she cooed after hearing the shutter sound a few times.

I snapped a few more as she tried her best to shield her face from the camera.

"Crown!" she bickered, tossing me the finger.

I laughed, then walked onto the balcony and pulled her close. Thanks to her clumsiness, we fell into her hanging egg chair.

"Ouch!" she wailed when her head hit the outer shell. "See you play too much."

"I don't play at all when it comes to you. Now bring your big-headed ass here and let me kiss it." Tossing her head back, I kissed Four's forehead.

"Why were you taking pictures?"

"That's what you brought the camera for, right?"

"Yeah, but it's early as hell and I haven't washed my face yet."

"So? You look the best when you're first waking up, wearing one of my t-shirts, with my dick on your breath and drool in the corner of your mouth."

"Gee, thanks!" she quipped.

"I'm forreal, Four. I love you like this. The way the sun had you glowing... I couldn't resist."

"I guess." She giggled.

"You better fucking know. I love you."

"I love you, too." Four cuddled closer to me as we watched the street below us come alive. "I want moments like this... forever with you, Crown."

"Forever is a long ass time, you sure?"

Turning her head so she could look at me, Four nibbled on her bottom lip and then whispered, "Yes."

"Nah, Four, you gotta say that shit with your chest. Make a nigga blush or some," I coached her.

Smiling widely, Four's sexy ass pushed her glasses up, then gazed at me with love and pride shimmering in her eyes. That look alone caused my cheeks to darken and my smirk to reach my eyes.