“So, she’s out here with you.” He stated.
“For now, she is. Remember when you asked me what’s the wildest shit I’ve ever done for a woman when we sat outside of that weird nigga house?”
Bleu chuckled at my question but said yes.
“Well, I did some wild shit again. Pancakes texted me talking about prove to her I missed her. It was right before my interview. She dropped her location, and I drove five hours to get her ass and bring her back to Cali. I hope she stay so we can start our happily ever after nigga.” I mumbled the last part.
“Just don’t fuck it up. My wife won’t be wiping your tears if you do mess up.” He warned.
“Nah, I ain’t fucking this up. I even made new rules at my studio.” I sat up in my chair and caught Iceman glare.
“No more hoes in my spot. Niggas gotta go to the strip club to get hard ons and take hoes home. I’m a one woman’s man now.” I smiled.
“Yeah, whatever it takes, I guess. Hopefully she’s officially your girl by Christmas.” Bleu laughed and I could hear Truly giggling.
“Oh, y’all over there pillow talking and shit. My life ain’t no damn subscription niggas!”
“It is, and we look forward to our favorite show every other week.” Truly spoke over Bleu’s laughter.
“Whatever, Tavia will officially be mine before Christmas day…” My words trailed off. “Matter fact, I’m hanging up on y’all. I been away all day from her. I’m ready to wrap this damn video shoot up and go lay up.” I said suddenly not wanting to even be here anymore.
“Ain’t gotta beg to excuse yourself. Truly made shrimp enchiladas, Princess learned how to bake cookies too.” Bleu said excitedly.
Before I could respond, his rude ass hung the phone up in my face.
Seven days till Christmas… Time to show and prove.
Chapter 16
Jatavia
Dreu’s house really looked like something fresh out of MTV cribs. I used most of the money he gave me to go crazy with decorations. I had the front of his house beautifully decorated with red and green lights wrapped around his two-story home. I had hired three men outside of Home Depot and paid them generously to put the lights up along with whatever else I couldn’t do on my own for the outside part.
By the time I stepped back onto his sidewalk, I placed my hands on my hips and finally saw his house the way someone else would. It took an entire day to get things perfect and now I was starting to second guess everything.
I might’ve gone a little overboard…
Will he even like all of this or would he feel like I over did it?
I shook off my negative thoughts and smiled a little. I dressed Dreu’s house up with him in mind thinking of how he would decorate it. It looked masculine with a big Christmas touch. The men did great wrapping deep green and red lights along the roofline, tucked neatly under the eaves so they looked built into the house instead of slapped on. I had them place lights along the stone columns near the entrance.
The longer I looked at it, the more elegant it appeared. They added the faux snow along the hedges and grass. Dreu’s pathway to his front door was lined with matte black lanterns filled with red lights instead of candles. Then in the center of his yard, my favorite part was a huge, tall, full, and real Christmas tree.
I had the mall to thank for the inspiration for the trees I purchased. The men anchored it right in the middle of Dreu’s lawn. I bought oversized ornaments in green, matte gold, and red. I didn’t add any ribbons or bows to the tree because I wanted the decorations to scream masculine. The front of his house didn’t look cluttered with Christmas decorations like I thought it would when I watched the men work.
My phone chimed; I checked the text from Dreu that said he was an hour away. I was grateful and anxious for him to get here to see if he’d like all of what I did to get his mind off the sadness that I imagined him feeling.
Soon as I stepped inside his house, I still couldn’t get over how massive it was. I carried the same energy on the inside of his home as well but only in the front room area. Soon as me and the men arrived, I watched them closely. Being that Dreu wasn’t here, I had two of them carry in another tall Christmas tree. They placed it in the front family room right next to his floor to ceiling windows.
Just the open layout of this house was grand. High ceilings, dark hardwood floors stretched through the main level. The walls were neutral and meshed good with the decorations that I had inside. While the men worked outside, I came inside and added pinecones, wooden ornaments, red and green ornaments to the tree.
I had holiday scented candles on his shelves. A simple wreath hung over the fireplace, accented with eucalyptus and gold bells that made it stand out. It looked festive but grown. His entire family room smelled good and it felt cozy in there.
Satisfied with my day and what all I accomplished, I headed upstairs. I loved Dreu’s room the most. If this was my house, I would remain in the room all day. His bathroom was a sanctuary all on its own. I’d never seen stone floors in a bathroom and wondered if it was something Dreu thought of. A massive garden tub set beneath a wide window that looked out toward the hills. He had real plants tucked into each corner of his bathroom and it smelled like him in there.
Dreu’s conceited ass even had mirrors at every angle, marble countertops with a his and her sink that stretched far and wide. I turned the water to the garden tub on then poured in bath oil and bubble bath soap. I slipped out of my clothes, then placed them in the hamper.
Soon as I eased in the tub, I wished I poured me up a glass of wine and a blunt. I could see myself in this nice ass bathroom with my pinky poked out holding an expensive wine glass.
