“So you’d attend again?”
“If I was invited, yeah. I’d attend again.” Jiselle peered into the bag holding her new purse and whistled. She danced a little in her seat and I snickered.
“Alright. So, tell me about that purse again.”
“It’s a 1997 Chanel Green Crocodile vintage mini bag.”
“And it’s worth a lot?”
“There’s one available right now for over two hundred thousand dollars, Kiano.”
I whistled. “Fuck. People are paying that shit for a bag?”
“Don’t front. You would pay that for a bag if I put it on my wish list for real.”
“You’re right but I’d rather buy you a fucking house,” I deadpanned.
“And I’d accept it.”
“Yeah?”
“Mhm.”
“How big of a house would you want?”
“Maybe like five bedrooms, three bathrooms and a gym.”
“I can do that.”
“I bet you could.”
I turned into my long driveway and Jiselle did a double take.
“Is that your fucking house back there?”
“Yep. Four bedrooms, three bathrooms, pool, hot tub, and pool house. We can add another bedroom and a gym though.” I glanced at her and watched as she tried to stop herself from smiling widely with her over exaggerated eyeroll.
I helped her out of my car and inside. As soon as the door closed behind us, Jiselle kicked her shoes off, and damn, I could see this for us after every event for the rest of my life.
I locked my door and walked up behind her. I gripped her waist and pulled her back against me. She tilted her head to the side and I kissed her shoulder and up her throat. She turned her head toward me and I kissed her softly.
“You look beautiful.”
“Thank you, baby.”
“You’re welcome.” I traced her hip and grabbed her zipper with the other hand. “Are you keeping this on?”
“No. You can unzip me.”
“Alright.” I kissed her throat again then slid the zipper down. “I’m already counting down to the next time I can get you in a pretty little dress like this.”
“The formalwear is what does it for you?”
“Mhm.” I kissed her shoulder but held the top of her dress shut. “You can get a shirt from my dresser. Go upstairs and it’s the second door on the right. Feel free to dig around while you’re up there.”
“Trust me, I will.”
“I know.”