Page 88 of Mia

Ididn’t know what to do with myself.

My husband had truly outdone himself. I hated public speaking. I hated being vulnerable in front of people, yet I easily found the words to express myself to him, and I meant every single one. The fact that he’d gone out of his way to do this for us touched my heart. I didn’t give a fuck what Dr. Baxter said. We’d shared the most intimate parts of ourselves tonight, and that man deserved some ass.

Currently, we were on the dance floor fucking it up for the one time. The DJ he hired was playing “Whiskey, Whiskey” by Moneybagg Yo, and I was grinding my ass on my man. He had a drink in one hand and was gripping my waist with the other as I threw my ass back on him.

“Fuck him up, Mia!” Shar yelled.

“You better do it, girl!” Renay yelled from beside her.

That only hyped me up even more. By the time the song ended, I was tired as a muthafucka. Titan pulled me into his chest and kissed my lips.

“You feeling good as hell,” he jested.

I giggled. “I am. I need a drink. I worked up a sweat.”

He chuckled. “The way you were throwing that ass back.”

“I didn’t see you complaining.”

“Why would I do that?” He cupped my face as he peered down at me. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”

“Do we get a honeymoon out of this?”

He smirked. “I guess you have to wait and see.”

I rolled my eyes as Dr. Baxter approached us with a smile.

“Mia. Titan. When I said plan a date night, I wasn’t thinking a whole wedding ceremony.”

Titan laughed. “I don’t do anything small, Doc.”

“I see that. This was beautiful. The things you said to each other. . . the acknowledgement, accountability, and raw vulnerability. . . that’s exactly what I want you two to continue. It was a beautiful display.”

Titan wrapped his arms around me and kissed my temple.

“Thanks, Doc. We’ve been intentional with each other like you said and we plan to keep it up.”

“That’s what I like to hear. How are you feeling, Mia?”

“Very loved and appreciated.” I playfully jabbed Titan in the stomach. “I didn’t know this nigga had it in him.”

He slapped my ass in return. “You’re gonna have it in you.” He playfully nipped at my ear. “Sorry, Doc.”

Dr. Baxter waved him off. “Please. I’ve heard worse, and it’s great to see you two like this. I can see that my no-sex assignment is out the window. You’ve earned it. Unfortunately, I have to head out. It was an honor to be here. I’ll see you at our next session.”

“See you then,” I said.

She smiled as she walked away. I noticed Titan watching my mama.

“Who is that nigga?” he asked, frowning.

“She did say she had a boyfriend⁠—”

“Aye, who is that nigga?” Booker asked, walking over. “Why is all in my lady’s face like that?”

“Booker be so fucking for real,” I said, mushing him. “My mama doesn’t want you.”

“But I want her.”