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Not to mention we went everywhere together. I never drove myself to class or clinical or home for that matter.
And I never had to make dinner.
Tank did all of that for me.
He made a promise to me that no one could love me as he could.
And I believed it.
I never went to bed alone, and I never woke up alone.
He even had a drawer in my dresser, some hanging space in my closet, and yes, his own side of the bathroom.
We just hadn’t made everything official in the manner of him making me his fully, but I was already there.
I just needed to tell him. Which I planned to do tonight after clinical.
Because no way I was going to go another day and wonder what all the hype about sex was.
And I knew that with it being with Tank. It was going to be something freaking magical. Of that, I had no doubt.
Smiling at the direction my thoughts were headed, I walked out of the hospital and smiled at the man that was resting on his bike.
Dark jeans on his thighs, his black motorcycle boots adorned his feet. And a fitted black henley.
“Hey, Gorgeous,” he called out.
I heard several ladies swoon at my sides.
They started walking out with me, most of them waiting until I was done to get a good look at him.
“Please tell me he has a twin?” One of the women that works in the department asked me, Tallie.
I shook my head, grinning, because that man was all mine, “Nope. I’m sorry. But the club does have some single men. They’re pretty hot if you’re into older men”
Jessika asked, “How old?”
I shrugged, “About ten to fifteen years I think.”
“Hmmm, I’ll need to see them in the flesh.” Jessika’s eyes lit up as she said that.
Carmen nodded, “Same. Invite us to a party so we can get our eyes full.”
I laughed. I couldn’t help it.
Addressing them, I said, “Two months from now we’re having a barbeque where we invite the public. I’ll let y’all know the date and time.”
“Righteous.” Tallie sighed again.
“That gives me time to plan the perfect outfit.” Jessika saluted me.
“What are you doing, Gray?” Even I wanted to swoon at his voice, which I knew the women at my sides did.
Shrugging, I said, “Possibly setting up some people.”
He shook his head, “Come on, baby. Dinners in the oven and I don’t want you to eat it cold.”
Stella came out right as he said that, and asked, “He cooked your dinner?”
