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She clapped once and rocked from one foot to the other with a smile. “Okay. I won’t go overboard. I promise. Maybe just add a touch of lavender in the bedroom since that’s my favorite color. Nothing too crazy. Maybe just a throw. And some plants in there and the main rooms. Ooh, and we need to get more art on your walls.”
I laughed as she started going from one room to another, talking about what she wanted to do. By the time she was done, she told me I could make changes at her place too, which prompted me to ask, “Are we staying in a penthouse until we have children?”
“Hmm…” Cheyanne sat on my lap in the cinema and wrapped her arms around my neck. “I love staying in a high-rise. I know it probably won’t be convenient when we have kids, since there are no school districts in this area.”
“Yeah, that’s true. However, working in the business district allows us to register our kids at the private school over in Livvy. So, if we wanted to stay here, we could.”
“Why don’t we just wait until the first one is about four to decide? I don’t see myself wanting to leave this neighborhood any time soon.”
“I agree. I want you to have my babies but not any time soon. I know we talked about this briefly in Sri Lanka, but I want to reiterate that I want you to myself for quite a while.”
“I’m thirty-four and you’re thirty-six. That feels like we need to start soon, but I agree. I know the older I get, there’s a chance it may be harder on my body or more difficult to conceive, but I want to wait at least four more years.”
“That’s actually perfect, baby. After we’re married, we can take the necessary precautions in case we decide we want to wait later, or you decide you don’t want to put that risk on your body.”
Her mouth opened partially and head tilted. “You mean… like freezing some of my eggs?”
“Yeah. If we get so busy with our love and our life that we lose track of time, or if you just don’t want to risk it, we can always use a surrogate.”
Her eyes fluttered softly as she smiled. “It’s funny that you say that because there are so many horror stories about Black women not being heard and prioritized during their pregnancy and delivery that I’ve honestly been scared to bear a child. Knowing that you wouldn’t expect me to carry our baby is a refreshing thing to learn.”
“I don’t care how our babies get here, as long as I have them with you. But I can assure you, if you were to risk your health and share your body with our baby, I’d get you the best care possible. You wouldn’t have to stress and worry about a thing.”
She clicked her tongue before kissing my lips. “Every day, you say or do something that makes me love and respect you a little more. I’m so glad you saw my worth and our potential and waited for me.”
Cupping the back of her neck, I reconnected her lips with mine. I had a lot to be proud of, and my life was already good, but having this relationship with Cheyanne now was like the icing on an already decadent cake.
22
Cheyanne
The evening had gone as well as I hoped it would. Though Chandler insisted I didn’t have to, I wanted to take him out for a change. I may have planned things at work, but when it came to our relationship, Chandler always took the lead. He planned all our dates and paid for everything, and though I appreciated that, I wanted to do something special for him. The fact that he was so adamant about me being the only thing he wanted and needed made me even more willing to do and give him whatever I could.
I started the day by gifting him with a new set of golf clubs. We went to his favorite brunch spot to grab a bite to eat before going to Cre8, which was this super cute art studio where you could make your own candles, pottery, and flower arrangements. To get to it, you had to ride a gondola across the lazy river, which we both enjoyed.
After that, we went back to his place and took a nap before getting dressed for drinks and dinner. I’d purposely scheduled an early dinner so we wouldn’t miss the main part of the date, which was a luxury car show. It was being hosted by Cade, and he only had them two times out of the year. Thankfully, I’d used his sister, Lei, for some legal work in the past, and she was able to connect me with him so he could squeeze us in.
Chandler was a sight to behold, dressed in all white, puffing on his cigar. It was taking everything in me not to rush through the evening so I could have him in my bed. His sexual appetite was insatiable, and I was loving every moment of it. This was the first relationship I’d ever been in where I had sex once, sometimes two or three times a day. Everything about what I had with Chandler was fun and exciting, but most of all, it was safe. I trusted this man, and that meant more to me than anything. I was glad I got to show him that through my actions today.
“You good?” Chandler checked as the music began to fade.
“Yes. You?”
He nodded before placing a kiss on the corner of my mouth. “I’ve had an amazing day, Chy. Thank you, baby.”
“You’re welcome. I’m glad you’ve enjoyed yourself, but the night isn’t over yet.”
“What else I get? That pussy?”
Chuckling, I palmed his chest as he wrapped his arms around me. “Yes, but that’s not all. Listen up.”
Placing me in front of him and keeping his arms wrapped around me, Chandler took another puff of his cigar before setting it in the ashtray on top of the high-top table. The showcase of several different luxury cars was over, and now, it was time to open the floor for purchases. After that, a few guys were going to go to the countryside of The Hills to race on the dirt roads, but I hadn’t planned for us to go to that.
“This is cool as hell,” Chandler whispered against my ear before kissing it. “I might have to leave up out of here with something. I didn’t know we’d be able to buy the cars that were in the showcase.”
I was so excited I couldn’t even respond.
“All right, y’all, we’re about to start the bidding. Before we do, I’d like to announce three owners that have already secured their cars for the evening.” He paused and opened the envelope that was on the stand in front of him. “Forest Jackson will be driving home in a new Bentley Flying Spur. Come get your keys, man.” Everyone clapped as Forest made his way up. “Next up, we have Tristan Samuels. Come get the keys to your new Ferrari Roma.” I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from squealing in anticipation. “And finally, we have a gift from Cheyanne Taylor to Chandler Jones. Chandler, come get the keys to your new Aston Martin DBS Coupe.”
