Onyx and I hadn’t established our relationship, but I liked the direction we were headed in and didn’t want to risk that for a stranger.
“Oh, okay. My bad.” He held his hands up in surrender. “Maybe I’ll see you around sometime.” He winked, then walked away.
It wasn’t until he was halfway down the street that Spencer stopped growling.
“He wasn’t a good guy, was he? Or do you just like Onyx so much?”
Spencer’s head turned when I said Onyx’s name. I rubbed his head and laughed.
“That’s your boy, ain’t it?”
He turned his head to the other side like he understood me. Smiling down at him, I pulled a treat from my pocket and gave it to him, before we continued our walk.
Later that night
I stood on Onyx’s porch in jeans and a hoodie for our date night since he said we would be staying in. I also had my overnight bag slung over my shoulder. I was excited about spending time with him because I couldn’t seem to get him out of my mind.
“Hey, Miss Maverick.”
My face flushed when Onyx opened his door, wearing black sweatpants and a black T-shirt. His locs were pulled into a messy ball on the top of his head, and he wore black Nike slides with black socks. His silver necklace rested against his chest.
“Hi, Onyx.”
“Let me get that for you.”
I handed him my bag, then entered the house. The fragrant smell of food made my stomach growl. Onyx looked down at me and smirked, then closed and locked the front door.
“Did you not eat today?” he asked as he put my bag down near the staircase.
“I did earlier, but I’m hungry again.” I giggled.
I followed him into the living room, looking at all the pictures he had up of Turquoise in different stages of her life. There were some of him with his father and stepmom. I looked to see if there were any of Turquoise’s mom, but I didn’t see any. There was one picture of Onyx as a kid with his father and who I assumed was his mother.
“These are for you,” Onyx said as he picked up flowers from the table.
I put them to my nose and sniffed.
“Thank you.”
“I wasn’t sure what your favorite flower was, so I told the florist to give me something to impress this pretty girl I liked.” He smirked.
I sniffed the flowers again and put them back on the table.
“Well, they did a good job. You don’t have to try and impress me though.”
“I will always do things to keep you impressed with me for as long as we are together. And if my feelings are right, we’ll be forever.”
The intensity in his eyes made heat course through my entire body. There wasn’t a hint of it being a lie or even a joke. So far, he’d shown me things that would make me want to stay with him forever.
“You said together like we are now,” I teased.
“Don’t worry. That time will come sooner than you expect.” He winked. “Are you ready to eat? I have an activity for us to do afterward.”
My pearl jumped, and I had to shift a little in my seat.
“If I didn’t know any better, I would think you over there being fresh.”
“What? No.” My hand flew to my chest as I feigned innocence.
