Page 39 of If I Gave You My Heart
Adonis smiled before biting down on his bottom lip. When he tilted his head and then glared at me with those brown eyes, I couldn't help but blush. He invaded my space as he walked up to me. "I want you cooking in this kitchen, and I wanna put ya little ass up on these countertops and do nasty shit to you," he clarified.
"Oh?" I grabbed the bottle of Hennesy.
Adonis rushed to tap the top of the bottle before I broke the seal. I smiled brightly because it was little things like he remembered. He had always been a tequila drinker, but I had him switch up real quick. I took a sip straight from the bottle and handed it to him. He took a sip and then placed it back on the countertop.
"So?" he questioned.
"I just don't know, babe."
I could see the excitement leaving his eyes, and I hated that shit. I don't know why I just couldn't say yes to living with him. We damn near slept next to each other every night, either at my place or his, so living together shouldn't have been a problem.
"I don't get why you be so closed off to a nigga. On Joy, I love the fuck outta you. I know I do. She raised me with so much love. I just chose to push that shit away because of some other demons I got going on with me, but I promise you I know I am capable of love, and I know I love you."
"Yes," I blurted out.
He raised his eyebrow in confusion, so I quickly followed.
"Yes, I will move in here."
The smile that Adonis gave me made me fucking smile. He hugged me hard as hell before kissing me deeply. When it ended, he tapped my lips.
His saying that he loved me had me scared as hell. I had only loved three men in my life, and Adonis was one of them. The first one I had killed, the second one had gotten killed, and he was the third. I prayed he didn't do anything to break my heart because then he would be the third and final muthafucka that I had given love to.
"Grab that bottle, babe, and walk straight to the back that way and make a right."
I grabbed the bottle and turned to walk in the direction that he had pointed. Once my back was facing him, he slapped the hell out of my ass.
"Babe!" I shouted when I felt the sting to my backside.
"Come on now, you should have known that one of those was coming."
I playfully rolled my eyes as I followed his instructions to a tea and led the way.
"Make a right…"
This was a whole lot of house for what was supposed to be for just me and him, but I liked it. For the longest, I could have placed myself in the lifestyle to live this way, but I chose to be very lowkey with my purchases. When I rounded the wall and walked into the next room, my mouth fell open in shock. The ceilings were already high as fuck in this house, and this man had the tallest Christmas tree I had ever seen before in my life standing right in front of us. He knew that my favorite color was blue, and the ornaments were silver, white, and blue.
What caught my attention more than the decorations that dressed the tree were the presents under them. The silver, royal blue, and white wrapping paper was done perfectly. I looked back at Adonis, and he was smiling brightly. I quickly thought about how the night would have ended for him had I not agreed to move in. He had put so much into our first Christmas together, and I was glad I was finally allowing myself to let go and be loved. Talia always preached about how I just needed to allow a man to love me. She would always say that there was someone out there who was going to love me exactly how I deserved to be loved, and I now knew that I was looking at him. My eyes started to water as I smiled at him.
"Is this for me?"
I was a gift giver, and I told Adonis months ago that it was one of my love languages.
"Hand me this and go open ya shit, babe."
Adonis held his hand out for the bottle of Hennesy that was in my hand. Like a child, I took off toward the tree. I hadn't told him that I had never even celebrated a Christmas, so he had no idea just how much this shit meant to me.
Adonis
I took a seat on the nearby sectional that damn near wrapped around half the room. I smiled like a proud parent as I watched Nyoka tear through the wrapping paper. I had gotten her purses, clothes, a bunch of shit that could fill the massive walk-in closet she had upstairs. I was so happy that she had agreed to move in. It bothered me a bit that my confession of loving her wasn't reciprocated, but I understood. I didn't want to rush her feelings. When she finally did come around to loving me, I wanted it to be organic.
My phone vibrating in my pocket made me slightly lift up from the chair to get to it. When I saw a private number calling, I sent it straight to voicemail. I had ignored private calls ever since I posted that picture on my Facebook. When niggas saw a nigga doing good, they felt the need to reach out with their hands out, and on Joy, I didn't have shit for anyone.
I got a notification on my Cash App, and I immediately went to it. I didn't know who was in a good mood and possibly sent me some money, but I would take it. When I opened the app, I saw Lola had sent me a dollar. In the notes section, it simply saidMerry Christmas, you should buy my SHEIN cart.There was a smiley face emoji next to the message. I had blocked her number and blocked her on everything the day I had said goodbye to her. I didn't know if the holidays made her feel the need to reach out, but she had to have wanted to get my attention badly by choosing to use Cash App as her outlet.
"Babe, is this the damn foot massage thing I said I wanted from that damn commercial," Nyoka asked as she ripped open another present.
"It is."
