Page 73 of Widow Mayker

He kissed my knuckles and said, “I agree, mama.”

“So, now that you know my story, what happens next?”

“Next, I take you back to Atlanta, spoil you, and explain to you why you should make room for me inside ya closet.”

I burst out laughing. Just like that, Miami and my parents were forgotten. I had a new life, a better life. Things worked out better than I ever prayed for.

Lewis took me back to the farm where I packed some bags, hugged Antonias, Bianca, and the twins goodbye, and hopped back inside Lewis’s truck. He said he wanted to take me to Atlanta and spoil me. No matter how balled up Antonias’ face was, I surely wasn’t about to stop Lewis from courting me.

***

Having needed some rest, I slept the whole way to Atlanta. Thankfully, Lewis was a great driver. Between the music he listened to, the ease with which he handled the wheel, and his occasional rubbing of my thighs, I slept peacefully.

I woke up to him pulling into the driveway of an amazing mansion right out of Beverly Hills.

“This is your house?” I questioned.

He grinned. “Let my mama tell it, it’s hers.” He pointed towards the right side of the mansion. “Her house is on that side.”

“So, you just casually live in this big ol’ mansion by yourself? No hot asses running through here?”

Lewis chortled. “Hell, naw! I won’t lie, I used to be a force, baby. Maja put me on though, so I’m on the straight and narrow.”

I scoffed to which he laughed.

“You want me to lie, baby?”

“Nope, you scoundrel.”

He cracked up. “Scoundrel?”

“Yep! Low down, dirty scoundrel.”

His laughter made me blush so hard. Lewis was fine and every time I considered how fine he was, my core tingled. He caught the change in my energy, then looked me up and down.

“Stop it,” he warned. “I’m not givin’ you my dick until after you’re Mrs. Winston.”

I fell out laughing. “That may take some time.”

“So, if I asked you right now, you would tell me no?”

Tittering, I replied, “We just met each other, Lewis.”

“We met in July, when I left you that first voice message.” His ass was so serious, but I laughed harder. “It’s a whole new month, baby.”

“Hush!” I pleaded when my jaws started hurting.

“I’m for real, though,” he stated. “We should get engaged.”

I stopped laughing to study the serious expression on his face. “Lewis…” I stumbled because I wasn’t expecting this from him. Not this soon.

“I tell you what. We will circle back to this topic after I’m done spoiling you for the weekend. Aight?”

“Just for clarification, you already spoil me.”

He grinned. “You think so?”

I nodded.