Page 121 of A Kingpin's Weakness
“Yes,” I whispered. Then louder, bolder, with everything in me,“Yes!”
I walked forward, crying, laughing, shaking, and Seth scooped me into his arms like he couldn’t wait another second. We held each other like time didn’t matter and nothing else existed. Our family and friends erupted around us, coming in for hugs and kisses.
“My boy,” Rich said, dapping up Seth before pulling me into a hug. “You locked her down finally.”
“I couldn’t have prayed for a better daughter,” Ms. Serena whispered in my ear as she hugged me again, tears in her eyes too.
“Does this mean we getting wedding cake?” S3 asked, and the whole group burst into laughter.
“Told you to lock that nigga down,” Jo said, wrapping her arms around both Seth and me. “And my baby did just that.”
I leaned into her, tears still sitting at the corners of my eyes. “I love you, Jo.”
“I love you more, Stormi.”
“Now that you got a man, maybe you can stay outta my business,” Noah joked, walking up and giving me a brotherly squeeze.
“Not a chance,” I said, grinning, then pinched his nose. “You are my business.”
“Sis, just make sure you let this nigga know this one is my godchild,” Southside declared, arms already out for a hug.
“Nigga, all of them my godkids,” Rich jumped in, pushing Southside slightly.
“Y’all funny,” a voice came from behind me, and I turned to see RJ and Ari walking up. My heart fluttered again.
“RJ!”
“You think I was gon’ miss my best friend’s proposal?” he said, hugging me tightly and kissing my cheek. “Girl, I had the best angle. This footage going viral.”
“Thank you,” I whispered.
RJ smirked. “Now tell them who the baby’s goddaddy is. These fools confused.”
Seth stepped forward, tugging me gently by the hand.
“Y’all enjoy Disney,” he said. “Let me borrow my wife.” He kissed my lips, soft and slow like he wanted to taste the word “fiancée” off of me.
“I love you,” he said against my lips.
“I love you too.”
“Let’s go.”
“We leaving?” I asked, holding his hand tighter.
Seth just smiled like he had another surprise waiting.
"Yes, I need some alone time with my wife.”
The way Seth said ‘wife’ made my stomach flip. It wasn't just the word it was the certainty behind it, like he had always known we’d get here. Every time it rolled off his tongue, I felt more chosen, more secure more loved.
I never thought I’d be anybody’s wife. Not because I didn’t want to be, but because I’d seen love ruin too many people. I watched it twist women up, break them down, leave them hollow. And me I learned to walk away first. I’d built escape routes in every relationship. Love slow, leave faster.That was my motto.
Until Seth. He didn’t let me run. Every time I packed my bags literally or emotionally he followed, not to guilt me or hold me hostage, but to bring me home. To him. He loved me out loud, and on the days I couldn’t love myself, he did it for both of us.
We left Disney behind, said goodbye to everyone with promises to celebrate more tomorrow. But tonight, tonight was just us.
Our suite was quiet, dimly lit with soft golden light from the sconces on the wall. The moment the door clicked shut, Seth turned to me and just stared. No smile. No words. Just eyes that said everything. Like he still couldn’t believe I said yes. He reached out and tucked a braid behind my ear, then kissed my forehead.
