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We’d been in Fiji for the last two days and had been truly living our best lives. It took a minute for Kenedi to loosen up and realize that whatever she wanted, she was getting it. And whatever she wanted to do, that was what we were going to do. But, in true Kenedi fashion, she was so focused on making sure that I was good and taken care of, which I appreciated more than she’d ever know.

However, her letting me spoil her didn’t stop her from constantly preaching to me that this was our trip, and not just a trip for me to spoil her. I realized that we both needed to loosen up to truly enjoy ourselves while we were out here. We were both so used to making sure that everyone else was straight that it was a little hard for us to be the ones who were being taken care of.

“I love you,” Kenedi whispered as we cuddled up next to each other.

“I love you, too, ma,” I said, kissing her neck.

We were only able to sleep for a few hours before we had to get ready for our dinner reservations. I had a special evening planned, and I wasn’t going to let a little bit of tiredness stop us from making it out there. We could sleep on the plane ride home tomorrow. As much as I would’ve loved to stay in paradise forever with Kenedi, that wasn’t our reality, and we had work that we both needed to get back to.

“Do we have to get up?” Kenedi groaned as I yet again attempted to pull her from the bed. I’d been trying to wake her ass up for the last five minutes, and she wasn’t having it.

“Yeah, I need to feed you. So, let’s go,” I said, laughing as I bent down to scoop her up.

Once we were in the bathroom, I placed her on her feet and started the shower for her. The steam eventually woke her up, and she stepped inside. As much as seeing the water run down her body made me want to step inside with her and fuck the shit out of her, I chose not to. I knew that if we did, neither one of us would be any good, and we’d be skipping dinner.

Instead, I finished getting dressed, and while I waited, I checked my emails. There was a lot of work that I needed to tend to both in and out of the office. But it could all wait until I got home. I promised myself and Kenedi that I would be present here with her, and that was what I planned on doing as much as I possibly could. If nobody was dying, then they could wait a couple more days for me to make it back home.

“Okay, I’m almost ready,” Kenedi called out, damn near an hour later.

I already knew she would take a long time getting dressed, so I told her the reservations were an hour earlier than we actually needed to be there. I’d learned that when it came to gettingdressed and applying her makeup, she was going to take as much time as you told her she had. So, to avoid being late, I moved up our schedule a bit. Normally, I wouldn’t mind, but tonight was special, and I needed to make sure that everything happened exactly the way that I had things planned.

“Okay,” I called out, pulling the box out of my pocket and looking at it once more. I had it overnighted to me the day we flew out here.

I still couldn’t believe I was about to do this, but the moment felt right. As I waited for Kenedi to come out of the bathroom, I thought back to the call I made on our flight over here while Kenedi slept in her seat.

“Hello? Is something wrong, son?” Kenedi’s father asked as he answered the phone. I could see why he was concerned. We had just left them.

“No, sir. I really should’ve asked you this while I was there, but I wasn’t sure I was going to do this until this very moment. So, if it’s okay with you?—,”

“Okay, I’m ready!” Kenedi said, coming back into the room and bringing me back to reality.

“You look beautiful as always,” I said, grabbing her hand and pulling her body into mine. As I inhaled her perfume, my dick began to poke against my pants.

Laughing, she gently pulled away from me and turned to kiss my lips. “You’re going to have to control that. You said we can’t miss our reservations for the night. So, let’s go. I’m excited to see what you have planned.”

“Damn, you’re right. We gotta get out of here. Just know, I’m sliding inside of you as soon as we get back here tonight.”

“I hope so. I’m not wearing any panties,” she said, winking as we walked to the door. I knew it in my heart that this woman was going to end up being the death of me. And if that was the way that I had to go out, then so be it.

“Everything is so beautiful. I can’t believe you managed to plan all of this on your own,” Kenedi said, looking around. I had the entire restaurant shut down for us because I wanted our moment to be private with no interruptions.

“Damn, I’m hurt,” I said, laughing as I grabbed my chest. “You don’t think that I’m capable of making something like this happen on my own?”

“Capable, yes. Will you? Absolutely not. You have far too many people around you to handle things for you to have to handle them on your own.”

“I guess that’s a fair statement. But when it comes to you, I always want everything to be perfect. So, my hands have to touch it to make sure it meets the standard that I have for you.”

Smiling, she replied, “You know, when I came into your office almost a year ago, I had no idea that we’d be here. In fact, I told my friends that while you were fine, I wouldn’t even dare to take it there with you because I really needed this job. And now, job or not, I can’t see my life without you. And that scares me.”

“Why does that scare you?” I asked, taking a sip of my drink.

“Because, what if this doesn’t work? You know my past experience hasn’t been the best, and I guess I’m just afraid that this might be too good to be true. You might be too good to be true,” she said, sighing.

“First of all, don’t ever compare me to that nigga again. I don’t move like that, and never will, especially when it comes to you. Secondly, we don’t have any other choice but to make this shit work because you’re mine, and I’m yours. I know that shit won’t always be perfect, but we’re going to work through shit and figure it out together. When it comes to me and you, I’m never playing around with what we’re building, and you don’t ever have to worry about a damn thing.”

Leaning over and connecting her lips with mine, she asked, “You promise? Because I don’t ever want to lose you now that I have you.”

“I promise,” I said, kissing her lips and allowing my tongue to wrestle with hers before we were interrupted by the waiter.