“Yeah, babe.” She comes back with a glass of water. “Ready to continue the movie?”
“Uh, yeah…uh…of course.”
Her unhurried movements give me pause.
“Is everything all right?” I ask tentatively.
Moyo faces me with a wide smile. “Of course. I’m about to watch one of my favorite movies with my boyfriend, whom I love.”
I freeze.
“Um, can you say that again?”
“I’m about to watch one of my favorite movies.”
Nodding rapidly, I say, “Yeah, yeah, yeah, but not that. The thing after it.”
“I love you,” Moyo repeats, softer this time. Her smile gets wider, her eyes crinkle at the corners. Staring at her makes me develop sunspots in my vision.
Unable to control myself, I pull her onto my lap.
“Say it again, please, Sunshine.”
Moyo holds my face, locking me in with her gorgeous brown eyes as she says the words slowly.
“I love you, Niyi,” she breathes, her lips inches from mine. “I’m in love with you,” she says, louder, bolder this time. My heart is about to rip out my chest.
Closing the distance between us, I kiss her, and she smiles.
“Told you I’d break you,” she giggles.
I kiss her nose. “No fair.”
“All’s fair in love and war.” She squirms as I line her neck, face, every section of skin available to me in kisses before pulling her into a deep kiss.
It’s undeniable how much I adore this woman. I pour everything into this rough, hungry kiss. My hands roam all over Moyo’s body, unsure where to start from, overcome by love, desire, lust, every sensation in the book.
Moyo, in only an oversized shirt and panties, gets even wetter, making me even harder. I’ll probably pass out if any more blood rushes to my groin.
“I love you, Moyo. Today, tomorrow, and however long you’ll have me,” I say, out of breath with bruised lips.
“And what if I say I want you forever?” She tilts her head.
“Then let me go ring shopping.”
Her jaw drops slightly. “No pub—”
“Public proposals. I know,” I say, moving in to kiss the corner of her lips.
“How?”
“I know you, Sunshine. You’re the light of my life. I pay attention, I know.”
She leans away from my kiss and raises a brow.
“I’ve, maybe, also asked Anjie and Sewa about it,” I concede.
Her satisfied, megawatt smile returns. “You’ve been planning a proposal?”
