“You gon’ meet her Porsh, soon too, just not this weekend.”
“Fine.”
“Aight, I appreciate you and I love you.”
“You better. I love you too.”
I’d ended my call with my cousin just in time because minutes later, Diamond was returning. By the time we got the movie on the screen and her greedy ass had fixed her snacks, the baby had gotten up too. She had a lil’ pillow that helped her sit up, so we placed her in the middle of us after she got changed and ate, then we chilled watching the movie until we were all knocked the fuck out.
FOURTEEN
Diamond.
I was a ball of nerves when I pulled up to Makhai’s place in the iDrive. He’d convinced me to come see him in Crescent Falls since he’d always come to my place before. Kabria agreed to look after Keona for the night since I probably wouldn’t be going back home until the next day.
Makhai asked that I dress up because he had another date planned for us, and the weather was nice out, so I went with a black, satin dress. It was backless with a cowl neck, so it hung loosely in the front, but was still fitted in other areas. I paired it with black, strappy heels, a black clutch from Chanel and gold accessories.
I was going to wear the jewelry he got me but decided against it since I had stuff that was equally as nice. Plus, he let me know that I’d be taking a car service to his place ahead of time, and I didn’t want to potentially get robbed.
I texted Makhai to let him know I arrived and the driver was good with letting me wait in the car so that I didn’t have to wait alone. I texted to let Kabria know that I’d made it then looked up to see Makhai exiting his building. I quickly thanked the driver then climbed out of the car meeting Makhai’s waiting arms.
“Hey,” I cooed as he hugged me against his firm frame. I closed my eyes briefly, taking in his scent and enjoying the feeling.
He was dressed so nicely in a black fitted shirt and black Gucci loafers. I’d seen him dressed for a few different occasions and was struggling to pick a favorite look because he looked amazing in all of them.
“My bad I couldn’t scoop you. I needed to get shit finished here.”
“It’s fine.” I smiled, handing him my suitcase since he was reaching for it. We hadn’t agreed that I was staying or anything, but I still packed just in case. Besides, I wanted to change either way after having dinner. “Where are we going tonight?”
“We chillin’ here,” he answered with a smile. “Hope that’s cool.”
“It isbutlet me find out you’re trying to hide me.” I cut my eyes up at him when we entered the elevator. He leaned forward and pressed the number ten then leaned back into the wall.
“Too fine for me to hide, love,” he smirked. “I just wanted the fine dining experience without the crowd and shit.”
“I get it. I bet that can be overwhelming.”
“As fuck.” He chuckled. “But we still gon’ have good food and drinks and shit, just without all the other shit.”
“You cooked?” I asked as the elevator opened.
“Naw, I’m aight in the kitchen, but not good enough to be cookin’ for our dates and shit. My cousin hooked us up.”
“Oh, are they a chef?”
He nodded as he opened his door. “She like a sous chef to Day down at Diablo’s.”
I’d looked some restaurants up on my way to Crescent Falls and Diablo’s Steakhouse was one of them. He hadn’t told me exactly what or where we were eating, so that was where Iplanned to ask him to go. It was a good surprise to know that we’d basically be having that, just at his home.
“Wow, Makhai, it is beautiful in here.” I damn near whispered once the door was opened.
His place basically had an open concept when you first walked in. The kitchen was to the right with a large, six seat table in the dining area to the left. Straight ahead was the living room, but what really grabbed my attention was the massive window that spanned the length of the room, overlooking the city. It was beautiful at night.
To no surprise, he had a black and gray theme going on. I didn’t know why, but I expected everything to just be black in his house. Even the kitchen décor was black. It went well with the stainless-steel appliances that he had in there.
The space was dim, only being lit by candles and the light over his stove. There was even a candlelit pathway that led to the table, so I followed it. When we reached the table, I noticed a small square box lying next to a bouquet of red roses. I noticed that giving me flowers was his thing because he’d been sending them to me weekly since the first time.
“Is this mine?”
