Page 58 of Mister Concierge

“To shower and get in bed. That’s literally it.”

He chuckled softly. “Aight. I’ll let everyone know you’re about to rest and not to disturb you.”

“Thank you, babe. Will you cuddle with me until I fall asleep?”

“You know you don’t have to ask.”

After cutting the light on, I paused at the mirror—frozen.

As I stared at my reflection, I thanked God.

A lot had transpired over the past two months.

My life was on the line twice, and I’d witnessed life almost be taken from Ashley.

I was betrayed by a person I loved and thought I was safest with.

I found deeper solace and strength with a person who had always been the gatekeeper of my peace and joy.

Tears streamed down my face as I erupted into a fit of giggles out of nowhere.

“If you have a bigger purpose for my life, Sky Daddy, just say that,” I said before laughing even harder.

It was clear God had a purpose for me, and I was excited to see what He had in store…

Epilogue

Hosea

Thanksgiving had come and gone. Life had returned to normal for us all. Baby Kayla was healthy and growing, and we’d just found out Elite and Denali were expecting their first child together. After my bullets killed Raven, Carlos told the police everything he knew about Raven and Deandre’s plans to avoid going to jail for kidnapping Cartier. At that point, Deandre switched his plea to guilty to avoid a trial. He had no one to shift the blame to and faced his fate. Ashley was still in a coma, but she was off of life support, so that was a good sign.

There was a lot of love and happiness around us, yet Cartier was still my greatest joy.

She was still working at the lounge, but after some soul searching, Cartier decided to get certified and take the Praxis II: School Guidance and Counseling examination to become a high school guidance counselor.

I felt like that was the right choice for her. She planned to work a few nights at the lounge throughout the week and all holiday breaks and summers she had. The club was officially back open, and I couldn’t wait to go down and check out the vibe. About ninety-five percent of my members were happy and willing to do whatever they had to do to ensure their safety and maintain their memberships, so I was happy about that.

Cartier hadn’t been asking me about going down, so I figured I would surprise her with a visit since we were officially a couple. Even before I was ready to accept my growing feelings for her, I knew I wouldn’t be able to stomach the thought of her being there with someone else.

In my office, I went through the last items on my to-do list for the day. A new concierge request had come in via email for suite one, which made me smile, because that was me and Cartier’s suite. After everything went down with Raven, I was sure Cartier would want to move out even more, but it was the opposite. Because I was different and worthy of her trust, she didn’t want us to separate. I respected and appreciated her choice and had been doing everything I could to make sure she felt just as special as she was.

Twice a week, we had date nights outside of the Tower. She’d plan one and I would plan the other. We also had designated days where we took time for ourselves and spent time with others. My schedule was pretty flexible because I was able to set my own hours at the Tower and the store, so I tried to work around her schedule at the lounge and planned to do the same when she started working at school. That way, no matter how busy we were, we’d still be in sync.

I opened the email to see what package she’d requested. Of course, her freaky ass wanted the suite heat package. It included everything a couple would need for a night of sensual fun. What caught me most by surprise was the name she’d requested the package under—Lola.

“So you want to roleplay?” I mumbled, closing out the email with a wide grin.

My dick grew inch by inch as I put the package together. When I was done, I shut everything down for the day and told Aaliyah I was not to be disturbed. If anyone needed anything, she was to direct them to my operations manager.

I couldn’t make it to our suite fast enough. Instead of using my key, I knocked like I would do for any guest who’d made a request. Cartier came to the door, and it took everything inside of me not to drop the package and have my way with her right there. Her hair was up, glasses resting on the tip of her nose. She was dressed in a black silk gown and robe with heels that had to be five or six inches.

“Good evening, Mister Concierge,” she purred, causing me to bite down on my bottom lip as my dick throbbed in anticipation.

“Good evening, Lola. I have your suite heat package.”

Cartier took the basket out of my hand and looked over its contents. Her eyes widened as she smiled in excitement.

“This looks like it’s going to be a lot of fun. Too bad I don’t have anyone here to join me.”

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