Page 16 of Verse Two
He did?
“Will you be my girl?”
My eyes widened right before they watered. My lips parted, and I tried to refrain from blinking because I knew tears would fall. Brick already liked to say I was dramatic.
He wants me to be his girlfriend?
There was nothing I wanted more than that, but I had no idea he wanted it, too.
Oh my God. This is the best day of my life. I?—
“Doll,” he said, snapping me out of my trance.
Finally blinking, I nodded my head slowly. Luckily, I felt no tears. “Yes,” I answered softly.
“Aight, cool,” he said, and although his voice sounded casual, his dimple peeked out, letting me know how happy he was about my response.
We stood there, silently, staring at each other for a while. I wasn’t sure about him, but I was slowly processing what had just happened.
I had a boyfriend—theboyfriend. I had Brick.
As that last thought settled into my heart, Brick stepped closer.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked. His voice, which was noticeably raspier than it had been only a few months ago, was low.
I nodded again. “Yes,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
And he did. Softly, he pressed his lips against mine. It was gentle and warm. I could taste the candy I had given him hours ago on his lips, and it was all just perfect. My first kiss was everything.
When he pulled away, I licked my lips, then my eyes widened.
“Oh my God, was that okay?” I asked, digging in the purse on my shoulder. “I should have put on lip gloss first.” As I untwisted the top on my watermelon-flavored gloss, he chuckled and shook his head.
“I tasted enough of that watermelon shit on your lips, Doll, so you’re good,” he said, laughing. “That was way more than okay. It was perfect.” He grabbed my chin and kissed my lips again.
“Good morning, Doll.”
Brick’s voice was much deeper now, and it made me frown in confusion. I felt hands on my waist and a kiss on my neckfrom behind. As I became reacclimated with reality, the smell of cinnamon and coffee tickled my nose, and I opened my eyes.
I smiled. That was a dream, . . . but he’s stillhere.
Yesterday really happened.
Turning to face him, I smiled. “Good morning.”
“Good mornin’,” he said, kissing my lips. When he pulled away, I sat up immediately.
“Chile, don’t be doing that while my teeth aren’t brushed.”
He kissed his teeth and waved me off as I hopped out of the bed and headed to my suitcase. Once I retrieved my toiletry bag, I went to the bathroom and handled my hygiene. As I brushed my teeth, thoughts of the night before flooded my head.
I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. I mean, I was supposed to be going to Paris next week for half a year.I wasn’t sure what Brick’s plans were for the near future, but he obviously led a pretty busy life. As great as last night was, we hadn’t really solidified anything with us. I sighed as I finished up my morning routine. I guessed time would tell.
When I reentered his bedroom, I smiled at the sight before me. There was now a tray on the bed with French toast, fruit, and coffee. The fact that he had my favorite breakfast with oat milk and raw sugar beside the coffee cup let me know that he had some help ordering breakfast.
“How did you—” I began, but with a smirk, he cut me off.
“Your password is your mother’s birthday. You used those numbers for everything important at school, so I tried it and called your friend. She let me know how you like your coffee. I had the French toast covered already.” He winked and gestured for me to comeover.
