Forty-Three

“Yeah, you’re right about that but that’s telling me that the only reason you haven’t asked is because you’re waiting for me to do all of those things to make me happy. If it were up to you when would you have asked me?”
“I would have asked you after our first two months of living together though I knew that I wanted to marry you way before that.” He answered me without any hesitation and that made my heart melt a little because it means that he’s confident and sure of his love for me and of mine for him.
“Wow. You really would have married me that soon?”
“Yes I would have baby girl. I’ve never felt a connection this strong with anyone before and it’s kind of hard to describe the feeling but I will say that I love how I’m feeling with you. When you walk into a room my heartbeat speeds up and when I’m not around you it feels like something is constantly pulling at my heart until I’m near you again.”
When we stop at a red light he turns and looks at me and he’s smiling and blushing lightly. I love that he doesn’t mind expressing how he feels to me and that he’s comfortable enough to let his guard down around me. Now of course he’ll deny it to his friends but he bows to me which makes it very easy for me to bow to him. He treats me as an equal and not a servant which is one of the reasons why I’m in love with him. Our child would have been very lucky to have him as a father. I smile sadly and turn my head to look out of the window. There’s people walking and driving possibly heading to work or bringing their children to school or just shopping and enjoying their day off, and I wonder if they’re really happy. I start to think more about what he said and I feel the same way about him. When he’s not around, it’s like I’m not getting enough air to my lungs and when he comes back I’m okay again. That’s the best way that I can describe how I feel because honestly there are no words that can describe how I feel about him. He’s my everything. He’s my King and I’m his Queen, but sadly I don’t trust him at the moment and that makes me sad and angry. I’m not angry at him but at myself for believing anything that woman showed me and at her for causing all these problems. I’m starting to tremble because I’m so mad and then I feel the warmness of his hand on my thigh and I start to calm down. How does he do that? He just knows when I need him without me saying a word. See, that’s what I’m talking about when it comes to me loving him. He just knows what I need and I don’t have to speak. Yes, I’m so in love with this man and whenever he asks me, I will say yes to marrying him. I turn and look at him and smile because I know that tonight will really be a long night. Screw it! I’m sleeping in the same bed with him but we’re not going to have sex.
The next morning I wake up to the smell of bacon and eggs and coffee but no clothes. Okay what the hell happened last night? I sit up and pull the covers over my chest when a very sexy man in a robe walks in carrying a tray of food and drinks. The food smells delicious and my stomach starts growling which makes him chuckle and me blush. Why am I starving? I remember that we ate lunch, and had dinner last night but everything after that is blank for now.
“Good morning my Queen. Your breakfast is ready. I figured we could have breakfast in bed. I was also wondering if we could have a movie day since we’re both off from work.”
“Good morning my King. That smells absolutely delicious and I can’t wait to eat. A movie day sounds good though I do have a question for you.” He hands me the tray so that he can get into bed then takes it back from me.
“You know that you can ask me anything baby girl.”
“Why are we naked? I know that you only wear your robe when you’re naked. What happened last night? I can’t remember.” He blushes and looks down then takes a sip of his glass of orange juice.
“Well, you decided to have some drinks with dinner last night, and I didn’t mind since you said that you were going to be sleeping in the other room. When it was time to go to bed, you followed me into our bedroom and I figured it was to get something but you pushed me down on the bed and straddled me.” Oh my God! Someone kill me now. Did I really act like that last night? Yes. Yes I did because I know how I get around him when I drink.
“Oh my God. I’m so sorry. You know how I get when I drink around you. You must have made that special drink that you made for me in the game. I remember the first time you gave it to someone else and I was so jealous.” I laugh remembering the virtual party we had in the game where he was the bartender but he sort of stopped after we got together and he started making a special drink just for me. I found out when I came here that it’s an actual drink that he makes. The thing is delicious but too many can put you on your ass if you aren’t careful.
“Yes I did make a few of my drink specials but you told me to baby girl.” He looks half scared and half aroused. I can tell by the smirk on his face that he isn’t sorry about last night happening at all.
“It’s okay daddy. Well I want to eat now before my food gets cold. I don’t know what all we did last night but I’m starving.” I look at him to get my food and he’s staring at me with a look that I’ve never seen on his face before so I move the tray to my nightstand and grab his hands.
“Baby what’s wrong? Are you hurt? Did I do something really bad last night? Talk to me.”
“You didn’t do anything baby girl. I’m just looking at how beautiful you are and thinking about how lucky I am to have you. And just so you know, we didn’t have sex last night. I really wanted to once our clothes were off, which you did by the way, but I managed to stop us before things got too carried away. Once I laid you down you passed right out in my arms. I’d never take advantage of you while you’re intoxicated. I know that you said you didn’t want us to have sex until you could trust me and I wasn’t going to add to your mistrust by having sex when I know that if you weren’t drunk you wouldn’t have done any of that stuff.”
“I’m so lucky to have you.” I burst into tears and he grabs me and pulls me into his arms and rubs my back.
“Shhh baby girl. Why are you crying?” I sniffle and raise my head to look at him.
“Because the other men that were in my life wouldn’t have hesitated to have sex with me then tell me they ‘just gave me what I wanted’ when I would have asked what happened the next day. I’m so lucky to have a man like you in my life and I’m so sorry for doubting your loyalty to me.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for and I’m the lucky one. My life has changed so much in a great way since I met you. I’d never take advantage of any woman like that and they’re lucky that they don’t live here or I’d break their necks for even thinking of treating you that way. As for doubting me, well I guess I kind of put you in that situation since she’s acting this way because of me. I’m sorry baby girl.”
“You are not responsible for someone else’s actions. She’s a grown woman not a teenager and she needs to start acting like one before someone gets hurt. She’s playing a dangerous game.”
“You’re right my love. Now lets eat and get started on our movie day.”
“Okay baby.” I smile at him and start eating my breakfast.
Our first movie is Rambo and that is awesome because I absolutely love just about any movie with Sylvester Stallone in them. I ask him if we’re going to watch all of them and he says yes. I’m loving this man even more now. I settle into my pillow and watch the movie as he gets popcorn from the kitchen. So far it is just the trailers so he isn’t missing anything and I’d never start the movie without him anyway.
Hours later, we have watched every Rambo movie, The Expendables 1, 2, and 3 and now we are moving on to Disney films. Apparently after all the blood and guts we need to watch the Lion King. This is his explanation but the real reason is that my man is a big kid and wants to watch it so that’s what we’re going to do next. Honestly I don’t mind the cartoon version, but that live action version wasn’t to my liking but that’s just my opinion. I know plenty of people that loved it better than the cartoon. I’m sorry but nothing is better than the original.
I get up and put in the dvd while he takes our trash and plates to the kitchen. I hear him open the dishwasher and I yell at him to just leave them in the sink and come back to watch the movie. There’s only two of us so putting those little bit of dishes in the dishwasher is not logical but my baby will do it anyway and start the dishwasher too. I shake my head thinking about what his water bill must have looked like before he met me. He comes back and plops into the bed and I start the movie for us. While I’m putting the remote on the nightstand, he fluffs my pillows before I lean into them. I smile at him and thank him.