With You

Celebration

October 28, 2018

--6pm

Tonight marked Carmen's 24th birthday celebration, and the excitement was palpable. The party preparations had caused a temporary pause as Clovel assisted Desmond in getting everything ready. The night called for an all-black dress code, a rule Clovel was determined to follow. Recognizing Tiana's impeccable fashion sense, he sought her input on his outfit.

"Hey, how about this white shirt with these black jeans, and maybe a lil hoodie?" Clovel suggested, holding up his ensemble for inspection.

Tiana shook her head with a knowing smile. "No, that won't work. I'm going for the all-black look."

Undeterred, Clovel walked back into the closet, producing a white bag containing a mystery package. Tiana raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"Something I picked up. Let me put it on," Clovel replied, stripping down to his boxers before disappearing into the closet. After a brief moment, he emerged, fully dressed and ready for inspection. "Well, how do I look?" he asked, admiring himself in the mirror.

Tiana rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh, you look alright," she teased.

Clovel, oozing confidence, retorted, "Nah, I look good as fuck," still captivated by his reflection. The black and gold ensemble, combined with his customary array of chains and freshly cut hair, left him feeling particularly self-assured.

"Thank you, beautiful," he expressed his gratitude, planting a quick kiss on Tiana's lips before changing back into his previous clothes.

"Do you need me to iron anything?" Tiana offered.

"I'll take care of it, baby," Clovel replied, emerging from the closet and placing his belongings on the bed next to her.

"Where's your stuff?" he inquired, noticing her empty hands.

"I left my bag downstairs," Tiana admitted.

"Go get it then," Clovel instructed.

As Tiana stood up, Clovel playfully slapped her behind. "Ow," she exclaimed, rubbing the spot where he had lightly hit her.

"I barely touched you," Clovel defended himself, grinning mischievously.

Clovel laid down on the bed, patiently waiting for Tiana to return. When she did, she hung up her dress and joined Clovel, snuggling close to him. They set an alarm in case they accidentally fell asleep, ready to enjoy the celebration.

As time swiftly passed, Clovel and Tiana showered and dressed up before hopping into Clovel's sleek all-black Lamborghini to head to their friend's birthday party.

Tiana took on the role of the navigator, turning on the map for Clovel. Sitting in the passenger seat, she subtly observed him. Clovel caught her gaze and tried to play it cool.

"I know you're watching me, baby," he teased.

"No, I'm not," Tiana responded, feigning innocence.

Their playful banter brought smiles to both their faces, and Tiana shifted her attention to the passing scenery outside. Meanwhile, Clovel checked his phone to ensure they were heading in the right direction. His hand discreetly slipped beneath Tiana's, intertwining their fingers together as he drove.

30 minutes later, they arrived at the venue. As Clovel glanced over at Tiana, their eyes locked, and wide smiles lit up both of their faces. Clovel couldn't help but admire her from head to toe before turning off the car. However, Tiana grabbed his arm, redirecting his attention towards her, and planted a kiss on his lips. He kissed her back but pulled away, wiping his thumb across his lips, realizing he had her lip gloss on them.