We arrive at his mother’s house in Queens and stand outside her door. At the sound of Latin music, I began to relax. The sound is so familiar it reminds me of my own mother who used to crank up the music in her apartment without carrying about the neighbors and dance with me as we Cleaned the house. Those were the good days.
“Okay, I’m ready,” I tell him and he smiles before turning the knob.
“Bless your soul.” He says as he swings the door open and a beautiful older woman who is sitting on a couch turns to face us and her mouth drops. The sound of Dominican bachata fills the house warmly.
"Mijo! Oh my goddess, how I’ve missed you!” She says before running up to Lorenzo and hugging him tightly. He nearly falls over as he laughs deeply and returns the hug.
“I’ve missed you too ma.” He tells her and she looks away from him to look me up and down with a smirk.
“And you must be Nala, por dios, you are even more beautiful than I imagined!” She says before hugging me as well. Her hug is so inviting and feels like family, I melt into it.
She’s a darker shade than Lorenzo, and she is dressed in a pretty red dress, and her smile is just like Lorenzo’s.
“Thank you, you look great yourself, and it’s so nice to meet you... um.” Oh no Lorenzo never told me her name! She laughs as if reading my mind.
“You can call me Karmin mija. Please come in, the food is already made. I’ll fix you guys up with a plate, but before I do that we have more guests here.” She motions us to a bigger living room and I look around impressed with her decor.
Lorenzo’s sister is the first familiar face I spot. She smiles as she walks up to Lorenzo and pulls him in for a hug.
“How’s my favorite yet most annoying brother?” She asks him and he playfully messes up her hairdo.
“Stop!” She yells with a laugh before pushing him, then she looks at me with a warm smile, and hugs me as well.
“Hey Nala, you look amazing.” She says looking down at my dress.
“Thanks, Rebecca. It seems the married life has you glowing.” I say and she blushes and looks towards her husband in adoration. Before looking back at me.
“Yeah, I couldn’t be happier.”
More of Lorenzo’s family members come up to greet us warmly and I can’t even remember why I was nervous, to begin with.
After eating and enjoying some homemade sangria Lorenzo and I make our way to the backyard where the music plays louder and people are dancing and laughing, and having a great time.
Lorenzo catches me staring and smiling to myself self and he tilts my face towards him. I look up into his moon kissed eyes and he leans forward to peck my lips.
“Dance with me Nala.”
I bite my lip, considering it.
“You do know how to dance bachata don’t you?” I ask him and he laughs.
“I’m Dominican Nala, was dancing bachata in my mother’s womb.”
I giggle as I picture it and he takes my hand in his as he leads me towards the makeshift dance floor in the backyard. The music is upbeat and romantic. I can’t help but feel happy and light on my feet.
Lorenzo starts to dance bachata with me and I’m amazed at how natural it looks on him. I’ve been dancing bachata since I was a kid, but he takes it to a whole nother level.
“Jesus, what are you two? Teenagers? Get closer! Bachata is supposed to be romantic!” His mother yells at us from a distance as she dances alone in a group of people.
Lorenzo chuckles and pulls my body flushed with his. Our legs are in between each other and there is no space between us as we dance.
“I guess we have permission to be a little scandalous Nala. Are you up for it, mi amor?”
God, his Spanish melts me.
“Isn’t this scandalous enough Lorenzo?” He winks at me before spinning me and pulling me back against his chest. I gasp as we dance dirty bachata and he kisses my ear lobe.
“Eso!... Wepa!... Woo!.... They dance so well together!” People start cheering us on and I can’t help but laugh and blush, feeling suddenly shy. Lorenzo laughs in my ear as he spins me again and pulls me facing him. The song ends and people start clapping.
I put my hands over my red cheeks and Lorenzo does a dramatic bow for the audience, before pulling me in for a loving hug.
“Let’s go home.” He whispers in my ear and I nod with a smile.
After dinner, I drop Nala off at her apartment and she insisted that I stay for some desert.
“This cake is good, but I bet I can do better.” I tease her and she glares at me.
I turn around for 5 seconds to put my phone in my pocket and when I turn back Nala has her dress pulled down a bit, and her whole nipple is in her mouth! My mouth drops. Fuck, she’s weird but I love that.
“I bet you can’t do that.” She says with a challenging eyebrow. I clear my throat trying not to have dirty thoughts during a challenge.
“Okay, okay,” I say before touching the tip of my tongue to my nose.
She gasps, and her nipple falls out of her mouth. She stuffs her boob back into her bra.
“Is that why you’re so good eating me out?”
“If I gave away all of my secrets to you, you would probably find out a way to eat your own pussy and I don’t wanna come home to that. Pancakes bras all day, but not that.”
She cracks up but then pauses and smiles at me.
“You’ve been thinking about me living with you Lorenzo?”
Damn... I just admitted that, didn’t I? Fuck.
“I wish it was that simple Nala.”
“It should be. But I understand that it isn’t.”
I shut my eyes thinking.
“Someone might figure it out, it would only be a matter of time before someone sees us together and tries to expose us Nala,” I tell her and suddenly she gets a bit nervous.
“Yeah... um about that...” She says while biting her nail.
“I got a threat from someone who knows about us being together.”
My eyes go wide as I sit next to her on the couch concerned. I have so many questions.
“Start from the begin Nala and tell me everything.”
She gulps and nods, before explaining to me the blackmail text she got and showing it to me. My blood boiled as I clenched my fists. Whoever it is, wants Nala to himself. Well, he is out of his damn mind if he thinks he’s going to take my Nala away from me.
“I’m going to have to let my lawyers know what’s going on, but part of me wants to solve this on my own and give that piece of shit a knuckle sandwich.”
She shakes her head.
“No, you can’t say anything, Lorenzo. I wasn’t even supposed to tell you about this. Please let’s just try to figure this out without whoever this is, knowing that you know. He has got pictures of us Lorenzo.”
“Fuck it. Let’s tell everyone were together. Let’s do it and strip this person away from their power Nala.”
“No, we technically do that unless...” she looks at me when the same realization I have hits her.
I smile as I get up from the couch and sink down to one knee in front of her. She gasps and her eyes go wide as I take her hand in mine.
“I didn’t expect to do this way. I had plans of doing this in a fancy place surrounded by people but fuck it. You already know I love you like a mad man Nala, and I know you love me just as much. Please don’t think for one second that I only want to marry you because of this stupid threat, I would have married you regardless because I can’t picture a life without your consent sass, and your adorable laugh, and your hypnotic curves I can’t keep my hands off. You are my dream woman. You are who I’ve been saving my heart for all this time. Nala... Would you marry me?”
I see tears fall down her face as she looks at me as if she can’t believe this is happening. Nervousness starts bubbling up in my body.