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At once I'm not worried about shit. We got our toes painted, hair done. I didn't do makeup, Trixie got hers done – went for the New Year look. I haven't opened my little surprise from Massimo. I didn't let him open mine either. So we are going to surprise one another at the roof and see how we did. I had my toe nails painted red, I'm starting to like red more. Black still has my heart. I was very nervous to see my father at this gathering seeing as the incident that happened this morning. I was once again late to this gathering that is going to take a place on the roof at the estate. I had to make sure I had a gun placed to where I could possibly reach.
The outfit my husband got me was in red, the whole back was designed in diamonds. Almost like spider legs that were going around my back. The front of the dress was covered, the lengths covering my legs. I wore some flats that were red, they had more diamonds added where I had to hook them together. When I say it wasn't just a dress in the box, it had these red flats, along with some necklaces. My hair was down, since I had straight hair with a little wave I went all out adding more curls. It wasn't that curly but it was curly. My stomach looks bigger, yet I had my phone aside with some chapstick. Everywhere we go Massimo loves to carry these things for me.
Trixie was dressed in a dress where it covered her whole skin, the flats matched her dress. The makeup that was done matched her look. Before Trixie and I left the room we had a mini photoshoot. In which we always do. Memories at its best. Taking the elevator to the roof, I was texting Massimo we were on our way. He wanted to greet me as soon as the elevator opened. It wasn't that long of a wait since we were basically all the way on the top floor.
Once the doors opened all you heard was music, the family talking. The food that smelled so good made my mouth water. What made it water as a fountain was the look of my husband. Who was wearing what I got him, along the shoes, chain. It seems as though he's hardly going to take the ring he proposed to me when we were in our teens off. I really did hit the jackpot with him. The Trim Fit Solid Suit, all red, I got it from Armani hand designed by a friend of mine. He had the red shirt that at least the three buttons undone, while the chain around his neck looked so hot on him. I immediately licked my lips. I've always loved how he could pull off some Loafers. They were also red, the rings on his finger along with his ring that I put on him where we got married. The bracelet he had on was my name, crazy how this man loves having my name all over him. The tattoos that peaks on his chest, along fingers.
This is what I've been missing out all night while he was away from me. The fact we matched our outfit without even knowing. Massimo reached out his hand for me to take, leaning down to my ear. "Beautiful, baby. Makes me want to turn you around, go back down and have my way with you. You are just too damn beautiful. Such perfection, nothing can explain how perfect you look. Especially with my baby," he leaned down to kiss my lips. I warped my arms around his neck, melting into the kiss, his tongue swept over my mouth. Massimo's big hands went to my ass. Since Massimo was so tall I usually stepped on my tippy toes, seeing as Massimo got on to me to stop down he was leaning down. Sliding my hands down his body, now wrapping them around his waist. Massimo bit my lip, I soon pull away, "this baby better come out looking like me with all this work I'm doing to make sure he or she is okay." I whispered as our foreheads were together. Finally looking up, he smiled, kissing my forehead. "I'm sure I did all the hard work in bed, mamí." Pulling my hand to kiss it. "I'm sure you did," I winked at him. He took my phone and chapstick to put it in his pockets.
