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“I want you, Sunnie. As my friend, my intercessor, my lover, my woman, and my future. I want to date you seriously. Continue getting to know you on a deeper and personal level. Make the foundation of our friendship stronger. Take you out on dates, show you off, and fall deeper in love with you. Become more obsessed with you. Sunnie, listen to me. You’re not just someone I want by my side; you’re the one I need. As my confidant, my spiritual anchor, my passionate lover, my woman through and through, and the future, I refuse to see without you. I’m not talking about casual dating here. I’m all in, determined to dive deeper into the essence of who you are.
“It’s about strengthening the core of what we’ve already built, solidifying an unbreakable bond. I plan to take you out, show the world the incredible woman by my side, and let my pride in us be seen by all. With every moment, every date, I’ll find new ways to fall even harder for you, to become utterly captivated by you. This isn’t just about love; it’s about an obsession that’s growing, a desire so deep it can’t be quenched. I’m laying it all out, Sunnie. My cards are on the table because you deserve nothing less than my utmost honesty and commitment. I want to explore every facet of our connection, to build a future that’s as enduring as it is passionate. You’re my choice, my priority, and I’m ready to prove that to you, every single day.”
“Whew, shit, Ezekiel.” Fanning her eyes, trying not to cry. It was pointless. Outside of my mom, no woman on this earth can claim the title of knowing what my love felt like. What it felt like to be loved by me. “Just ask for my hand in marriage already, so I know it’s real.” Oh, she thought this was a game.
“Marry me, Sunnie. Will you marry me? Bullshit aside, marry me.” I was dead serious.
Why did we have to wait?
I knew she was it for me.
“Zeek,” her voice, a whisper against the backdrop of my world, as she leaped into my arms, finding solace in her sanctuary—my chest, her face hidden in the curve of my neck, a place she claimed as her own. “My emotions feel tangled, Zeek. My heart is beating so fast, singing this tune of blues that speaks of our wild, untamed love. You know I’d leap into forever with you right this second, vows and all. But I crave the journey, Zeek. The unfolding story of us. From the thrill of being unequivocally yours to the anticipation that bubbles up with a ring, leading to the moment we stand before our future, declaring our forever. I want to savor each chapter, every season with you—our laughter, our challenges, everything that makes us, us. Let’s indulge in every phase, from fiery beginnings to engagements that promise more. And when the day comes that your heart declares it’s time to be one, know that my answer has always been, and will always be, a resounding yes.”
I don’t deserve her.
“We need to also factor in you becoming a father, Zeek. Our lives are about to change in a few months but that baby will be both of our responsibilities.” Sunnie could have anything she wanted. Every move we made, she made sure to insert my child into each scenario. From making sure we picked the right home to stepping in and assisting me with Crystal.
“I understand what you’re saying, but I can prioritize. Granted, my actions of the past reflected differently, but together we can figure out how to do this without anyone feeling neglected. I don’t want you to leave, Sunnie. I’m going to make mistakes; all I ask is that we keep the open communication as we’ve been doing.” Having Sunnie in my life gave me all the reassurance that everything was going to be okay.
We were going to be okay.
I’m going to be okay.
She’s going to be okay.
“Are you completely done with that aspect of your life? It’s one thing that your dick is a strap-on mold sold worldwide, but I refuse to build with you if you’re giving what is supposed to be mine away. We’re going to get tested together. No sex for a minimum of six months. I don’t want sex to cloud our judgment. We’ve done that in the past. I want our foundation to be solid before we make love. Weekly dates, even after the baby comes. Communicate with me, Ezekiel. Don’t shut me out. Are you okay with my small demands?” She held her pinky against her lips, smiling.
Locking my finger with hers, I pressed my lips against hers and sealed our promise. “I’m more than okay.”
I’m the queen of glam. Give me a date, time, theme, and I promise I’m showing up looking like Jesus himself beat my face. However, tonight I switched it up. Barely touched my makeup bag outside of mascara, eyebrow pencil, and lip gloss. Barefaced. A new for me but a look I’ve grown to love too.
Naked.
No filters.
Ezekiel and I were going on our first date tonight as a couple. Feels like I’ve waited my whole life for this moment. Knowing Zeek, he’d pull out all the romantic gestures. Expensive flowers, car service, and rented out restaurant. Tonight I wanted something different. I didn’t want the expensive wine and dining I knew his deep pockets could afford. I wanted something authentic.
Out of all the men I’ve dated, all the excursions I’ve ventured on, never had I found myself in a place where I could simply be. Just me and my beloved, cocooned from the world. Every moment before had been staged for social media acclaim, each snapshot curated for likes. My compact Chanel clutch carried the essentials—a few money cards, a tube of gloss, gum, and some spare change. Anything that didn’t fit, including my phone, was deliberately left behind. I desired to sever ties with the outside world and immerse myself wholly in the presence of my man.
My love.
I loved how that sounded.
My man.
Ezekiel Donovan is my man.
“How many times are you going to pick out your hair? If you keep on teasing it, it will puff up into a fro and not a nice twist out.” I called my mom early this morning to share my news. Her baby girl was officially off the market. No, we weren’t married, but it felt like it.
It took some time before my parents were ready to talk to me. I hurt them with my lies and accusations. A week after that horrendous brunch, I stopped by their house for Sunday dinner only to leave an hour after arriving when usually my visits lasted for hours. Daddy greeted me with a long hug and kiss to my cheek, but he sat in the living room spaced out, looking at the TV. Mama tried her best to talk to me, but that too felt forced. We sat down and no one said a word. Mama’s food tasted good as always, but it had added spices of sadness that blued my soul.
“It’s my nerves, mama. No man has ever made me feel how Zeek does. This date feels… different. Feels real.” Expressing my feelings and emotions for the larger-than-life man always made me emotional.
“How’s the situation with him and his child’s mother? Has her heart softened towards him?” When she and I got over our weird phase, our relationship hit play and we were back being the best of friends. A girl’s day out of shopping turned into me catching her up on everything and I mean everything.
Crystal, bless her heart, refused to have a change of heart concerning Ezekiel’s involvement with the baby. All communication went through me. I created a group chat once with all three of us and she ignored it and continued speaking to me directly. Petty to a certain degree but justified when you heard the full story.
I call it like I see it - Zeek intentionally ignoring Crystal for months was beyond trifling and if I were in her shoes I’d be the most ruthless baby mama he’s ever had. Hall of Fame level of evil. The Lord knew me. He’s protected every man I’ve slept with over the years cause He knows I can go tit for tat and there ain’t no going high when they go low. I’m taking you to hell.
