“This is nothing but a glimpse of what I can do.”
Righteous opens the back door of the limo and waits while I scoot inside without giving anyone a glimpse of my goodies.
“Where are we going?”
“Somewhere that’s up your alley. How was your day?”
“Pretty boring. But my dad came by, and it was good to see him. I wasn’t sure how long he would let Mom keep him away.” My chest tightens with those words because Mom can dig her heels in and not budge or change her mind.
“That’s what’s up. I’m glad he isn’t a thongs-wearing nigga.”
“What?” I giggle.
“You know the type, where the wife wears the pants in the relationship. I can’t respect that shit, because a man should always be a man.”
All I can do is nod my agreement because soft men are the reason we’re here right now. I want and need a man who has a little bass in their voice and hardness in their delivery. Like, tell me to shut the fuck up sometime.
“What have you been doing today?”
“Preparing to blow your mind.” A mischievous grin slides into place, and I nod as my heart leaps.
Merriment fills me, and anticipation settles within my bones because I have a feeling that this will be a night I won’t soon forget.
“I’ll be looking forward to it. By the way, you’re wearing the hell out of that suit. I would have never imagined you owned anything like it.”
I shake my right hand like it burns as I give Righteous another once-over while I appreciate all of him.
“Don’t sleep on your man, Navae. I’m full of surprises.” Righteous winks, and my pearl stands to give him a high-five that causes me to clench my legs.
Thanks to my distraction with Righteous’s attire and body, the ride to our destination feels quick. When the limo comes to a stop, I fight the urge to bite my bottom lip. I’m not sure why I suddenly feel anxious, but the jitters in my stomach have me momentarily out of sorts. Righteous is none the wiser as he opens the door and exits the limo before he extends his hand to assist me.
“Ooh. I’ve always wanted to come here,” I utter when I’m out of the vehicle and see where we are.
We’re at Mhm, Taste & See, which is a relatively new steakhouse in Kaigood, Ohio. I have been seeing rave reviews online for the establishment for months but haven’t had achance to come see what the hype is about. Kaigood is a neighboring city, only thirty minutes from Ribax.
“Good. I want to be who you experience all of your firsts with.” Righteous connects our hands and leads us to the front entrance. “Good evening. Reservation for Redmond, please,” Righteous greets once we’re inside and at the hostess booth.
I lose track of the exchange between Righteous and the hostess as my eyes bounce around the interior. Whoever the owners hired to design and decorate this restaurant did a great job. The style is a cross between modern and classic. There’s a mix of warm, orangish-red colors, and black. It gives off a sexy yet intimate vibe that I assume Righteous was going for.
“Right this way,” I hear before Righteous lightly squeezes my hand to gain my attention, and he leads me behind the hostess.
My forehead wrinkles as we continue our journey past many available tables before we enter what appears to be a side kitchen of sorts.
“Your server and Chef McQueen will be with you shortly,” the hostess says before she leaves the room.
My eyes shift from the closed door to Righteous, whose warm brown eyes are already on me.
“Why are we in here? I feel like we got in trouble and had to go to detention.”
Righteous chuckles lowly before he releases my hand and pulls out the first available chair for me to take a seat.
“I see your ass has been a problem your whole life. This is the best seat in the house. We’re about to have the chef provide us with a tasting menu that most don’t receive the opportunity to experience.”
My mouth drops, and my eyes blink excessively as I process Righteous’s words. I have been to many fancy dinners and events, but this will be my first chef’s tasting. Before I can reply, the door opens, and an older black man enters the room.
“Good evening. My name is Jeffrey, and I’ll be assisting with tonight’s meal. Can I get you anything from the bar?”
Well, damn! I’m impressed already.
