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Chapter 2-Spice It Up (It’s Our Anniversary)

All I really want to say my darling
Today is a special day
We call our own
So take me in your arms
And hold me
And tell me you love me, and I’ll be there
For you

Do you know what today is? Do you know what today is?
It’s our anniversary

~Tony! Toni! Tone!


Sitting at the Peachtree Starbucks, I was deep into my thoughts as Miranda was going on and on about her Honeymoon to Jamaica.

Two weeks had passed, and my bestie had finally returned from her honeymoon and was all settled in with her new hubby. I missed her, but my head was all over the place today.

“Bitch, are you listening to me?”

“Hmm... Oh, yea, yea... It was hot as hell and Vincent broke the headboard, twice.”

“Hoe that’s not what I said,” she looked at me with a little annoyance in her face.

“I’m sorry Hun, tell me again. You got my full attention now.”

“No, I’m done talking bout me, what’s up with you? It’s like you’re in another world right now. Talk to your bestie, what’s on your mind?”

“Just a lot M.”

“Is it about sexy face, is he still in superstar mode?”

“Yea, pretty much, but that’s not what I’m thinking about. Well, yea it is part of the reason why I’m thinking so much......I think I should move back to my place.”

“Oh, wow really? Have you told him this yet?”

“How the fuck could I Miranda, he’s never home to talk. Then when he is, I just don’t want to waste the time arguing with him. Besides, it’s just a thought. I don’t have any income coming in right now. I’m just living off my savings, but that’s dwindling down slowly but surely.”

“I know it’s different now you had a purpose to be at the studio all the time, but now your home all day, maybe you should think about getting back in the business,” she said with that crazy look in her face.

“I am not, repeat am not asking Lyric for my job back. No fucking way Miranda! Javion would kill my ass.”

“I didn’t say him, just a job, in general, it’ll help make the day go by quicker and if you’re not as available as you usually are maybe it’ll give him a taste of his own medicine. In the meanwhile, isn’t your anniversary coming up?”

“Oh yeah, I almost forgot,” I said rolling my eyes.

It wasn’t that I didn’t care, I had just got to the point that I didn’t want to get too excited about a day that I would end up spending alone.

“Whatever heifer you didn’t forget. Look you can spice it up too you know. Why don’t you cook him a nice dinner one night, put on some sexy lingerie and let him have you for dessert later? Ohhhh, even better you can go to the studio in your outfit and give him a little striptease and make him come racing home early,” she wiggled her eyebrows.

I exhaled deeply. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to. Miranda had good intentions, but I’ve tried on numerous occasions to show him, so many I never wanted to mention the amount due to embarrassment. But I nod my head and smiled, what the hell. Let me not be pessimistic about it.

“Ok Hun, I’m game.”

“Great it’s a nice lingerie boutique down the street let’s go look. Get you a nice bustier with a matching thong to go up in all that ass you got.”

“My ass is not that big Miranda.”

“Whatever girl if I had a penis, I’d bend you over and take that whenever I could.”

“You’re a mess girl,” I laughed shaking my head.


So, the day had finally come. I took Miranda’s advice and planned my whole day out to cook this big southern soul food meal for him. Miranda and I had ended up going to the Juicy Curves Boutique after our lunch date. I had picked out a greenish turquoise chemise lingerie set. It was definitely drool-worthy and I can honestly say I was a little excited about having him rip it off me.

Today was one of those rare moments that I woke up and Javion was laying next to me. I happily threw my leg over his body straddling him and showering him with kisses.

“Good morning my love. Happy Anniversary,” I said with a smile as he opened his eyes to me.

“Mmmmm, morning Princess. Ughh Happy Anniversary?”

He forgot! I can’t believe he fucking forgot. Breath De.......don’t blow up, don’t blow up 10, 9, 8, 7, 6...........

“Javion you forgot didn’t you.”

“Naw, Princess. Its just......my manager has a big producer coming in today and you hadn’t mentioned wanting to do anything so, I didn’t plan anything babe.”

Yeah, fucking right! His ass forgot!

I rolled my eyes at him.

“I’m sorry Princess, I’ll make it up to you. But I gotta see this producer today,” he apologized, taking my hand and kissing it gently.

“Well, I wanted to surprise you with dinner. But you’re not gonna be all-day right?”

“No Princess I’ll definitely be back in time for dinner. I love your cooking,” he said wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me into him.

“And I definitely love to eat your pie.”

“Pie? I never made you pie-”

Javion flips us over with me on my back grabbing my ankles spreading my legs wide open.

“Jay!”

“I’m talking bout that Georgia peaches and cream pie you got right here,” he dipped his head down into my crouch. He rubs his lips along the outskirts of my panties making my legs tremble.

“Oh no Mr. Spence, I got a lot of shopping to do today if you want that dinner, you can’t eat any dessert right now,” I giggled pushing his head away.

"Mmmmm, but it’s so good, your gonna deny your future husband of all that sweetness you got,” he says with a smirk hooking his finger into my panties then pulling them to the side. As he treads his other finger down my folds.

My body shivers from excitement.

“Back away from the pussy Mr. Spence. You can have your taste later,” I laughed.

“You’re lucky Princess I gotta get ready to go. Daddy doesn’t like to be denied his sweets,” he says leaning up to kiss me.

“Wouldn’t think of it, I promise Daddy will get his sweets later plus more,” curling my lips into a smile against his as we kissed.


After I was able to pry Javion from my vagina, I got myself dressed and made my way down to the local grocery store.

Collard Greens, macaroni and cheese, candied yams, yellow rice, and smothered pork chops. Yeah, your girl was about to throw down in the kitchen.

After I put all my love, hard work and time into this dinner, here I was sitting at the table. Set up with some fine china I picked up at Pier One with the lighted candles and scattered rose petals.

And since we were here to celebrate the love we created together. I spelled it out with the letters L.O.V.E. I purchased from the craft store placed mid-center on the table as well.

But right now, I didn’t feel very loving it was 10 pm and I was on my 5th glass of Moscato. And here I was texting his phone for the millionth time asking was he even bothering to show up.

Me: It’s 10 pm what the fuck Jay!

The Hubby: I know Princess, I’m sorry. I promise I’ll make it up to you! Give me another 30 minutes and I swear I’m on the way.

After I got over my anger, it eventually turned into me questioning myself. Why am I even trying to fight for this relationship when he’s been acting so fucking inconsiderate of my feelings?

Now that I think back on it, I was sadly trying to hold onto the hope that it would be like it was in the beginning. When everything was so new, so raw, so passionate.

And I guess I was holding on to that hope because here I was pulling up to Flexspan at 11:30 at night. Dressed in my chemise I bought from the boutique with my black platform stilettos. I pulled my long trench coat from the back seat covering up my little naughty surprise.

It’s been so long since I walked through these doors. So many memories flooded my mind as I reminisced of the happier times I had here. Larry the night guard was still in his usual spot drinking his black coffee. He tilted his hat to me as he went back to reading his paper and sipping from his cup.

Going up the elevator I suddenly felt the sea of nerves wash over me. I usually didn’t do things like this. I could be a freak in the bedroom all day long but out in public, I didn’t think I was this bold to even go there. At least not without a little liquid courage.

I took in a deep breath as I walked into the studio. All eyes turned to me when Javion walks out of the booth and approaches me.

“De, baby what are you doing here?”

“It’s 11:40 pm Jay you missed dinner. I didn’t want the night to be a total disappointment, so I wanted to bring you your dessert,” I said with a coy smile looking up at those hazel-greens of his.

“Princess I know you’re being considerate I’m trying to finish up this song. Don’t be mad at me but this studio session is a big deal for me. You understand that right?”

“Yes, I understand but how much is it worth to you if your relationship is suffering from it, Jay?”

The producer calls Javion’s name and throws his hands up, to tell him to hurry up. Javion holds up a finger telling him he’ll be back in a minute. He takes my hand and leads me out of the studio door to the hallway.

“Princess can we not do this right now!”

“When are we gonna do this Jay? You never have any fucking time for me anymore! I’m trying, I really am. I know the industry gets real time consuming, but this is fucking ridiculous! You’re never home!”

“You’re right you do know, so why the fuck do you keep riding me about it Dereon! It’s like you don’t care about my dreams... Like you don’t care about me!”

“What!? I... I can’t believe you said that! I’ve always supported your dreams, Jay. And how could you say I don’t care about you? It’s our anniversary I went all out the way to cook you this food that you didn’t bother to show up for and I still came up here half-ass naked to show you, even though I’m mad, I still love your ass! But you could give a shit less right now could you?”

“Princess I’m sorry I snapped...I care ok, it’s just a lot of pressure right now,” he replied walking up to me caressing my cheek.

I pulled his hand away. “I shouldn’t have fucking come here. Don’t worry I won’t be riding you about spending time with me anymore.”

I turned around walking away, he was calling my name, but I was done with the bullshit. Slowly the doors opened to the elevator, I had come to the conclusion that I was definitely moving back to my apartment.

I was so lost in my anger I ran right into a hard lean body. Tripping over my feet with those damn stiletto heels, falling all over him. He catches me with his arms, noticing that they were all covered with tattoos.

“I’m so sorry, I should watch where I’m going.”

“Well you know you could fall into my arms anytime De.”

I looked up to see those familiar chocolate brown eyes.

Aww shit!

“Lyric?”

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