“Yes. It’s next week, or sooner if someone cancels. Would you like to come?”
“Ma, I am never missing an appointment, I don’t care. You and my little one’s wellbeing will be my top priority.”
When he put his hands on my stomach, I blushed so hard.
“Can we go inside?” he asked.
The way he asked me that already told me what was on his mind, but the way he was eying me had my girl starting up.
“Yes.”
He grabbed my hand, leading me out of the water. Once we were out of the sand, we put out shoes back on.
“Did you get yourself anything—”
“Wait, did Quinci and Elle know you were here?”
“Quinci did. Surprised she held it in. I been here for a minute, about a week or so. Me and my dad flew down.”
“Oh, how isthatgoing?”
“He’s here, so that’s a start. We’ll see how that goes.”
“No one wants to give up on decades of marriage. I bet his old ass get his act together.”
That made him laugh. “Stop talking shit. What did you get yourself for your birthday?”
He slid the door open, letting me walk in first, and closed the door behind him. I watched the muscles flex in his arms as he pulled the curtains closed. His body was such a masterpiece.
“You ain’t hear me ask you a question?” he turned and asked me.
I looked at the floor and then back at him. “I’ll have to show you.”
“Yeah?”
“Well because I was missing you, badly, I went to a specific store a few cities over and picked up something I think you’ll love to see pictures of.”
His eyebrow went slightly up. “Pictures?”
“Yes. I bought a ring light and stuff and was going to send you some racy pictures, you know…” I looked at the floor. “Just to help speed the year up, I guess.”
“Foryourbirthday, you were going to sendmepictures?”
I shrugged my shoulders.
“Look at me. Do you want me to take my own?”
My face was so hot. “Sure. I have to shower and stuff. I was just going to take a few in the middle of my bed and in front of the mirror that’s in there.”
“I ain’t going nowhere, baby.”
“God, you’re just painfully charming. Give me a few minutes.”
“Take your time. Also, you have more gifts in your room.”
“Oh wow. I really don’t know how to take you tonight.”
“Oh, I know how you’re going to take me tonight, Babygirl. Hard. Fast. Rough. I’m backed up a month.”