I glanced over at him, a rush of excitement and disbelief bubbled up in my chest. My hands trembled as I pressed the start button, the engine hummed softly under my fingertips. He leaned back, watching me with that look that made my heart skip, and said, “Go on, coast this baby.”
I put the car in reverse, still in disbelief.
I gotta hear my song first…
“Before I pull off, hook your phone up to Blu-tooth. I got to hear my favorite song.” I said.
My cheeks were hurting from cheesing so damn hard, but I couldn’t relax them even if I tried right now.
“What’s the name of it?” He asked, pulling his phone from his pocket.
“Something In My Heartby Michel’le.”
I eyed all the buttons until I spotted the one that controlled the sunroof. It opened and I felt like flying. Quietly, Bleu typed quickly on his phone then paired his phone with the car. The instrumentals crooned through the speakers as I slowly backed out of the driveway. I hummed and turned it as high as it could go then sung the lyrics not caring that my singing sounded horrible.
“Yoouuuu take my loveeeee and I’m willin’…There’s no limit to the love I’m givin’…. the love I’m givinnnngggggg! Oohhhhhh-ooh!, Ah-yeahhhhhhh!”
Sunlight spilled through the windshield; warmth spread over the top of my thighs as I glided down the open road. Air swept over my short waves and scalp as I continued to sing. I took my eyes off the road just to catch Bleu staring at me. I got bolder and sang louder, my shoulders moved to the beat.
The corner of his mouth curved before he cracked up laughing. His laugh was deep and sexy. I joined him in laughter; he shook his head then bit into his bottom lip with small chuckles still escaping. Everything this man did was alluring. I turned down the music and fake pouted.
“Don’t act like you not impressed, you know I can blow!” I giggled.
“Impressed? I’m impressed by a lot of shit with you, singing is the last thing, but I dig that shit to a lil.” He continued to laugh.
“You and my brother Dreu need to hit the studio together, the both of you would believe in each other dreams.” He licked his lips.
“Oh, he sings too?” I got excited.
“Nah, he thinks he’s a rapper.” Bleu shook his head.
“I want to visit his studio! On the real, I know I can’t sing,” I laughed. “But I always wanted to visit a real studio.” I smiled and kept my focus on the road.
“Alright, Dreu would be thrilled to meet you anyway. I wanted to wait until thanksgiving for you to meet my immediate family, but I can take you to meet him before then.” He squinted his eyes to look at something far off in the distance.
I loved the way the sunlight kissed his brown skin. I followed Bleu’s gaze, the closer I got up the road then my mouth fell open.
“That’s Langston’s estate.” He reached over and caressed my exposed thigh.
“Pull up to the iron gate.” He gestured with his hand.
“I’m not meeting your parent’s naked under a robe!” I panicked.
“Baby, chill. I just want you to see how conceited my mother is.” He laughed.
“Why do you speak so proper?” I asked as I pulled up to the iron gate.
“What you mean?”
“You call your parent’s mother, and father…most people say pops, momma, dad…you get what I’m saying?”
“I understand,” he chuckled. “My brother calls my mother, mommy or momma when he’s mad. He’s spoiled. My mother taught me to refer to them as that. She always made sure I pronounced words properly since a kid. I guess she knew I wouldbe the sibling to be about business.” His gaze went to the front lawn.
The Langston estate was massive as well as breathtaking. The sun seemed to beam down on the white stones. Everything looked perfect down to the manicure hedges that lined the long narrow driveway. There was a wide circular fountain that shimmered in front of the mansion’s entrance.
What really caught my eye were the damn statues. Carved in black marble, a woman draped in flowing gowns with water spilling from her open palms into a pool of water below.
“All of those are my mother,” Bleu said quietly, “Different stages of her life. Although she never gone through any bad stages let her tell it.” His voice softened.
