“So what’s the problem?”
“I guess I don’t…I don’t think I’m enough to lock the big bad Adair down,” she said sarcastically rolling her eyes.
“Why the fuck not? Matter fact, you want some real truth? I didn’t know that you would like me. All the hoes I done fucked; I was confident I could fuck but you…I was nervous as shit to talk to you. I thought…I thought you would’ve turned me down the moment I approached you.”
“Why? Do I come off like a bitch?” Sabine wondered with genuine concern and Adair thought the shit was so cute. She cared so much about things that didn’t matter because hewould’ve taken her any way she was willing to give herself to him.
“Not at all. What I’m saying is, I came at you much different than I usually would. I saw you and said, I’ll skip the formalities for now but she need to know what her future lookin’ like.”
“Adair…” Sabine blushed. “I don’t understand how you’re so sure about us when we’ve not known one another that long.”
Adair stared at her for a minute. He thought Sabine was the most beautiful woman he’d ever have the pleasure of knowing. Her eyes were kind, and she made him feel…whole. He didn’t know how he was operating before but Sabine coming along pieced so much together.
“I remember when I was fourteen, I had finally lost my virginity. It was to this girl who got around. My granny found out and whipped my ass. She told me I had no business pushing my little dick in no pussy.”
“Oh my gosh,” Sabine laughed. “She said it like that?”
“Yup…her and my mom argued about it. My mom thought that I was old enough while my granny, she just wanted better for me. She always said that I was special. I was mad after she kicked my ass though but that same night, she came in my room and told me that I shouldn’t be having sex and that I should save myself…”
“Advice you did not take.”
“I didn’t,” he confirmed, and they shared a laugh. “But I mean, I heard her then. As I got older, I was not waiting for no marriage to fuck. But anyway…we got on the topic of girls and stuff, and she told me…the girl of my dreams, the one I should marry, would sparkle in any room…and you shined so bright that night baby…that’s how I’m so sure.”
DECEMBER 17, 2010
Sabine was falling hard and fast—it felt intense. Insane. Rare. Pure. Satisfying. Romantic. Spontaneous. Right.
Adair’s surety when it came to what he felt for her and how confident he was in their future in such short time was a little scary because she could now envision being married to him, having children and living happily ever after as well.
Adair: Stop acting like that man.
Sabine: Like what?
Adair: Like you fuckin scared of me.
The night before, things got a little hot and heavy during one of their make out sessions. Sabine abruptly jumped up and left in the middle of the night. It wasn’t that she wasn’t in the mood, she just needed a wax badly.
“I can’t believe Sabine ready to give up the cat!” Narri gossiped with pride. “Adair isn’t playing any games!”
“Are you sure he’s the one?” her sister Parthenia asked. “I mean, you guys have only been dating for a few weeks.”
“When exactly is the right time?” Narri asked. “Her body is calling, and Adair is the one waiting for her to answer the phone.”
Parthenia shook her head laughing. Narri was initially her sister’s friend however they’d all gotten along pretty well as a trio. Although she was aware how Sabine came to be while their father was married to her mother, she loved her despite them growing up unconventionally. She always thought Sabine basically having to lie about her life was extremely low for their father and her mother to allow but kept her opinions to herself.They at least grew up together, so she too didn’t know life any other way either.
“He makes me feel tingly all over. We were kissing last night and…” Sabine fanned herself making Parthenia and Narri crack up. “It’s not funny! When he was about to put his hand in my pants, I froze up. It’s so hairy down there.”
“What if he wouldn’t have minded?” Parthenia questioned. “Some men like that.”
“No, this is…” Sabine shook her head. “I have to get waxed.
Speaking of wax, their conversation had distracted her from responding to the man of the hour.
Sabine: I’m not scared…I just wasn’t ready.
Adair: That didn’t mean you had to run away from me. I’m not a child, I can take no for an answer.
Sabine: No, not like that.