She called me! I can't fucking believe it!
When my phone rang and her picture appeared on the screen, I was just getting ready to press her number to call her.
I couldn't help but stare at my phone for a second in disbelief. I stared at Shay's profile picture that I took when she was asleep on top of me that night she stayed the night.
She looked so perfect and peaceful laying on top of me, that I couldn't help myself.
She truly is beautiful, effortlessly. My gorgeous woman doesn't even have to try. Without makeup, she is a delight to take in.
I can not wait to show her what I have planned. She thinks I have meetings, and I do, but not for work, but for her. She deserves the world, and I am going to give it to her.
She was appalled when I said I was sending my driver at 7.
Why would a queen, such as herself, expect anything less?
If she thinks that's something, wait until her eyes witness only half of what I can provide for her. I will make sure she is happy every day, the way it should be.
I hop into the shower because I have a lot to do to prepare for this date tonight, and I need it to be perfect and nothing less. I have a few things that I need to check on to make sure it's precise because nothing can go wrong tonight.
The shower was relaxing and just what I needed.
I choose to pair my dark-blue ripped skinny jeans with a plain white tee and my all-white vans.
I need a change in contrast instead of my usual all-black attire. I'm feeling happy, and I want that to show in my clothing. I toss my hair up, then spray on my cologne, grab my phone and wallet before heading out.
I head to Scottsdale Fashion Square Mall to pick up a few items for KaShay. I want to shower her with gifts, so I have a female stylist meeting me to help pick out some things for KaShay. She will be so surprised. I can't wait to see her radiant face light up as she opens every gift.
This will be the date of her dreams!
🎶Song for this Chapter: Affection by Yo Trane 🎶
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