Tonight, I’m taking her to a Marlins game. My brother has a home game—a rarity as of late—and I told him that I would come hang out in the box. I even asked if I could bring a date with me. He had no issues with it; didn’t even ask me who I was bringing, so I’m sure seeing Hendrix there is going to be a surprise.
“Hello there, handsome,” she coos as she struts off the elevator and heads over to me.
She comes right over into my arms. I still can’t believe this happens now. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of the sight of her, wide eyes shining at mine, smile beaming as she reaches me. I notice that her hair is dried and straightened tonight. There is no ponytail or messy bun. Not that it would matter; she looks beautiful no matter what. Dark jean shorts, and a pair of Nike Dunks on her feet. She looks adorable. The only thing missing is the shirt I have for her to wear.
“You look so seriously beautiful,” I say to her before I kiss her quickly. “There is only one problem with that outfit,” I tease her.
She looks herself over. “What’s wrong with it?”
“That Blaze shirt you are wearing has got to go, baby. I have something else for you to wear tonight,” I say, reaching for the white Marlins jersey. “Here, put this on.”
I watch as she takes in the jersey. The smile grows as she spins it around and sees the name ‘Cromwell’ on the back.
“Of course, you have a jersey with your last name on the back of it. How very August of you,” she teases me.
I lean in, capturing her lips in a quick kiss. “I thought that you might like it.”
“Tell me, if I’m wearing this, what will you wear?” She moves in close, still holding the fabric between her fingers.
“I have this shirt,” I say, gesturing towards the white T-shirt I’m wearing with the simple Marlins team name across the front. “I thought that it was better if it was only you who was branded tonight.”
“Oh, so you’re branding me. I’m not sure I’m okay with that.” Hendrix puts on her best serious face and fails. As soon as I grin widely after lightly pressing quick kisses to her lips, she folds. “I guess I could get used to this.”
I chuckle. “Baby, I sure hope so. Now put that jersey on because we’ve gotta get ready to go,” I say, reaching around and smacking her ass. She yips in response.
“Sir, yes, sir.” She boldly pulls the Blaze tee over her head and drops it to the floor.
I gulp taking in the sight of her breasts on display for me in the grey push-up bra. I fight the urge to step forward, biting on my lip.
“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” she teases.
“Not quite a cat,” I say, lifting my hands up so that I can cup her breasts.
But just as quickly as they appeared, they disappear as she pulls the jersey over her head. “What do you think?” she asks,turning slightly for me so that I have a view of that magnificent ass in those tight jean shorts.
“I think we shouldn’t leave the apartment tonight,” I husk out.
“Oh no, you promised me a fun night tonight. So, we are going to a baseball game. I had to make Ash an angry little fucker to see you tonight. We’re going to the game,” she says, shooting me a pointed look.
I move over and pull her into my arms, my hands finding her ass and giving it a squeeze. I’m rewarded with that megawatt smile. “I’m sorry he’s still giving you shit about us.”
“He’ll get over it. Or he won’t.” She shrugs. “He can’t stay here forever.”
“No, he certainly can’t. But I don’t want to be the source of tension between you and your brother,” I say, leaning in and quickly capturing another kiss.
She pulls back, brow furrowed. “Who are you and what have you done with the August Cromwell I know?”
“What?”
“Look at you caring for other people. How very un-August-like of you.” Her grin tells me she’s kidding, but the insinuation still bothers me.
“I know how to be a human being,” I remind her.
She giggles. “I know you do.” She stares at me a bit harder. “August, baby, I’m only teasing you. I know that you are human being, and Idosee the way you care for your friends… and me.”
“Sure you do,” I say, doing my best to brush off the insult.
“I mean it, I really do. I’m sorry,” she says as she pulls me into a hug. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”
