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Tank was busy doing something with the club, so he was unable to pick me up.
Climbing in my car, I started it up, turned up the radio, and then headed home.
Once I got there, I kicked off my shoes in my entryway, smiled at the comparison of my small feet to Tank’s massive ones, and checked my messages.
Lena – Just finished. That was nerve-wracking. Thank you for forcing me to study yesterday.
Me – Welcome. I’m sure you killed it.
Shea – Never thought I would see the day when big bro looked nervous.
With that text was a picture of my man buying flowers.
I couldn’t help but giggle.
Me – He still looks sexy as sin.
Tank – Hey baby, know you killed it on your exam, let me know when you make it home, so I don’t worry. Love you.
Me – Home. Miss you. I’m going to start getting ready. Love you more.
I couldn’t wait.
Tonight, was our first official date.
Wasn’t that weird? I’ve known him eight years shy of my entire life.
Daddy – Hey Cookie, I’m sure you aced your exam, drinking a beer to celebrate.
I chuckled. Of course, my dad would drink a beer for me to celebrate.
Me – Sounds great, Dad.
I just added the last curl to my hair, ran my fingers through the curls to loosen them up, sprayed texturizing spray, and hairspray then bent, shook my hair out, and then flipped back up.
Perfect.
Tank preferred my hair wild and loose.
After I had my makeup done and slipped into a dark green dress that played off my tan and the color of my hair, I pulled on a few pieces of jewelry.
Spritzed on some perfume and that was when I heard his bike.
Smiling wide, I went ahead and pulled on my black peep-toe heels, and then started to make my way from our bedroom.
And just like I had timed it perfectly, the moment I stepped through the hallway, he was walking in through the front door.
When Tank saw what I was wearing, he smiled, then said, “No fucking way.”
I knew what he was talking about, I melted.
He was saying there was no freaking way I loved him more.
And I figured that was the truth.
He told me about his childhood, and I had nothing like his.
Smiling, I walked up to him, and before I could make another move, his strong arm wrapped around my waist hauled me up his body, and asked, “Lipstick?”
