Page 29 of Reckless Forever
Judah was the only man who made me feel like I was a damn schoolgirl with her first crush. It was the cutest thing, and I couldn’t deny the effect he had on me. “You’re going to make it impossible for me to focus on my work tomorrow.”
He scoffed. “Good. I like knowing you distracted by me.”
The conversation shifted from me simply telling him to planning. He told me about all the things he wanted to do when I arrived. He also told me that I wouldn’t be flying commercial, and he’d be there to pick me up. Then he went straight to security, researched the conference hosts, and asked me to forward him every email so he could review it.
“I’m going to send you some money tomorrow so you can get everything you need.”
“Judahhhhh, I don’t need anything. Nothing!” I whined. I know he knew that my godfather was wealthy, in addition to having my own career, but I could appreciate the fact that he forced me into my soft girl era.
“You need whatever lets them know that you're dope as fuck. And that you’re in the room because you deserve to be,” he said as he yawned.
I melted at his words; our conversation was different from all the other times. Sure, he was sweet and told me I was beautiful, but this felt intentional. Calling his estate home, saying he wanted to be the person to make sure I was good. It felt so… serious.
But that was the Judah I had grown to know. Half man and half menace, who made me feel things I couldn’t quite put into words.
By the time it was nearing two in the morning, I walked outside on the balcony. Judah was showered and in bed. He was tired, and I could tell that he had a long day. His voice had dropped low when he was saying that I wasn’t going to get any sleep once I came to visit him. I held the phone as I looked up at the stars and thought about all the things that had gone unsaid between us. Then my cousin’s advice came into my mind.Let that man love you.It seemed like everything was drawing us closer to each other, no matter how hard we both tried to fight it.
He had let it slip the other day that he had never been in a relationship. And while I had a life prior to two years ago, it just never felt likethis.
Dragging me from my thoughts, I heard light snoring. I looked down and he had fallen asleep, mouth slightly open and looking like none of the hell he caused on a daily basis. I chuckled at the thought and set the phone down while I continued to stargaze.
When I finally got sleepy enough, I went back inside and lay in bed staring at the ceiling. My body was still full of adrenaline. Not just from the conference. Not because I’d be rubbing elbows with the greats. But from the fact that in a couple of months, I’d be in New York. In his city and in his arms.
I don’t know how I was going to shake Emilio, but it was going to be done.
The thought consumed me until sleep finally pulled me under, and we fell asleep on the phone together as we had done for countless nights.
CHAPTER 9
Judah
I stood outside at the landing strip waiting for Ivy. She had just texted and told me that she’d be pulling up in two minutes, and I was nervous as fuck. It had been four months since I was able to touch her, and so far, most of our relationship had been through FaceTime and phone calls. Now, she was about to come back with me to New York for a week.
The black truck driving her pulled up, and she hopped out, smiling, and walked over to me. I handed her the bouquet of flowers, then hugged her and leaned down and picked her up. Her legs wrapped around me as our mouths crashed into each other, and I kissed her with everything I had in me. She held the back of my head and moaned into my mouth.
She pulled back and bit her lip, “Mmm, I missed you too.” She said as she wiped the lip gloss from both our lips. I chuckled and put her back down on the pavement and kissed her again.
“Thank you for these, these are beautiful.”
She adjusted her dress once her feet were planted, and I stepped back to look at her. She looked good as fuck. She wore a strapless pink dress and some red bottoms; her hair was down and curly. It was simple, but she looked like the finest woman walking.
I grabbed her hand and led her up the stairs of the jet. Inside it, Storm and Kennedy decorated it with rose petals and balloons for me. On the seats were gifts from any store that let a nigga swipe their card. She said she didn’t need anything, but I was going to make sure she had everything she wanted for her stay here.
“Judah! You did all this for me?” She gasped, her eyes teary, as she smiled with her mouth wide. Then, before I could even respond, she was halfway toward the back of the jet. I chuckled because I already knew what had caught her eye.
“You bought me an IntelliSense weather system?”
The fact that I had went dumb in every designer store and the jeweler, but that crazy ass device was the only thing that she cared about made me laugh at her.
“Thank you, handsome,” she said as she pulled me by the collar of my shirt and brought me down so she could kiss me.
“I couldn’t find this model anywhere; how did you get this?” She questioned as she looked over it.
“I made some calls,” I said as I sat in the seat and pulled her on top of me. I kissed her jaw as she read the back of the box, which listed its features.
She probably kissed me a million times as she sat across my lap. “Thank you,” she said again, smiling so hard that I knew her cheeks hurt.
“Look, Ivy. I don’t do shit like this. Not romance, no feelings, no labels, and no relationships. But I want you. I talk to you all day and night. I wake up in the morning and you’re the first person I want to talk to, Shorty. I want you to be mine, officially,” I admitted as I rubbed her thigh. Her smile got wider if possible. Then her smile dropped all at once as she looked at me in confusion. My expression changed too because if she said the wrong thing, I was going to put Shorty in a headlock about my fucking feelings.
