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let out
with a chuckle,
    “But we are in private.”
    The house was filled with his family, and the last thing I wanted
to do was feel downsized by them shall he make a scene.
    “We need to be completely alone.” I insisted.
    He digressed and licked his moist lips standing up and away from
me.
    “Alright. I’ll get dressed. And go see what cakes my mom
is looking at for the wedding.”
    “And that too My .”
    “What?”
    “We need to talk about the wedding too.”
    “What about it, Char?”
    “We just...not here, alright.”
    “Okay, you are pissing me off. You getting all new on me and shit!” Fury flooded his eyes and every muscle in his cut
and ripped body tensed. Veins ran down his arms and his volcanic Tech nine
swelled. He looked so damn erotic while he stood there looking hurt and pissed
at me.
    “Calm down Myron, not here.”
    From the look in his eyes, I knew he knew what was up now.
    “You’re really scaring me. Whatever I’ve done... in the past...
just put that behind us.” his tone became short and affluent of love.
    “I’ll be in the car.” I said ignoring him. I walked towards him
and kissed him softly, as if it would be the last time. After I kissed him he
backed up and looked at me up and down. His six foot even frame covered me and
his almond shaped “chinky” light brown eyes devoured me every time I looked
into them. His cropped curly hair was still damp from his shower and his fresh
smelling caramel skin called my name as he opened his mouth to speak, but he
didn’t say anything. I touched his throbbing chest and he moved my hand away. A first.
    “I’ll be down stairs.” he said.
    I turned and walked out.
    Konstance and Fianna were down stairs talking with Myron’s mother
in the kitchen. I followed the voices down the back steps that lead me there.
    “Hi Mrs. Lim-Kent.” I said as I peered into the
kitchen.
    She gave me a wide smile. Today her hair was pinned up; both sides
of her hair swooped up so beautifully, and her baby hair fell around the edges
of her face with no tooth brush, no small comb, no effort at all.
    “Hi Ms. Soon to be Mrs. Kent.” said Myron’s mother.
    Her mixed genetic features of Korean and Kenyan definitely made
her an extraordinary beauty.
    “Oh that could only be you. “ I said in an matter of fact tone.
    “Well I have to share it with you now baby. Check out this cake
with the hazelnut butter cream.”
    “Yeah it taste really good.” said
Konstance.
    Myron’s mother made all types of cakes. She even made my sweet
sixteen cake . It looked like a wedding cake, only pink
with a princess crown and the number sixteen at the top.
    Mrs. Lim-Kent and I had a mother and daughter relationship too.
She was more of a mother to me than the one that brought me in the world.
    “I picked a golden hazelnut butter cream because that’s the color
of your eyes.” said Mrs. Lim-Kent
    “Oh, my, goodness.” said Fianna.
    “I’m speechless.” I said sadly.
    Could I possibly give all this up? Was I ready to plan a wedding? Ready to be someone’s wife and give up my girlie figure along with
my sanity? I felt the world on my shoulders. So many things that could
have been positive were going on, yet they were the absolute thing stressing me
out.
    “Alright Char, baby, let’s go!” Myron said as he came down the
stairs in his Gap jeans and gray, sea green, and white Missoni muscle tank top.
    “Where y’all going? You tell her the good news?” said
Mrs. Lim-Kent.
    Konstance and Fianna looked as if they were watching a soap opera.
    “Not yet, Ma.” said Myron.
    “What good news?” I said.
    “I’ll tell you later. We’ll be back momma.”
    “But we will need to get started here and Chardonnay doesn’t look
the least bit ready.” she said walking towards me in an attempt to kidnap me to
go on a quick shopping trip.
    “Ma—we will be ready on time, okay?”
    “Okay, I get it...the love birds want to be alone before
the party.” Myra said with a