Chapter 7 Jatavia
Jatavia
Ihadn’t felt this good in… Goodness. I didn’t even know how long.
Sitting across from Dreu in an upscale restaurant in a velvet booth with nice chandeliers draped in gold made my whole day feel unreal.
It felt like he plucked me from my regular life and placed me somewhere quieter, softer, and lighter.
Even with paparazzi following us damn near everywhere we went to take pictures and ask questions, it still felt like I was the center and highlight of Dreu’s day.
He ignored them and kept his deep brown eyes on me.
What surprised me the most was how he spent the entire day making me feel like I belonged beside him.
He showed lots of patience as well. He did what most men couldn’t do or simply refused to do.
After brunch he waited two hours while I got my full body massage.
He took me to the nail shop and waited another two hours patiently.
I was able to find a beautician since Tammy was booked up today.
I didn’t want to have Dreu waiting for a long time, so I had the lady clip my ends and press my hair bone straight with a part down the middle.
We went shopping, then checked into a nice hotel that overlooked the strip of Las Vegas.
I showered, got dolled up then was back out in the Vegas hot streets with Dreu.
Not once did he complain, he engaged with me. We had been catching up on each other’s lives all day. Now we sat inside the Luxe Ember restaurant. Famous people came here all the time; I always saw videos on Instagram and TikTok about the upscale restaurant but never imagined visiting.
Everything inside glowed. The walls were black and textured like smoke trapped behind glass.
Soft jazz played through hidden speakers and every table had candles lit in tall crystal holders.
Dreu looked fine as hell sitting across from me.
Tonight, we both rocked all black. He had on an Amiri fitted shirt.
His thick diamond Cuban link chain glinted even in the dim lights.
He didn’t rock his fitted hat over his dreads; an hour before we left the room, Dreu had me assist him in untwisting his locs from the low bun he had them in.
Seeing his locs wild and curly was sexy as hell to me.
His sex appeal was on a thousand making it hard for me not to be turned on each time I found his eyes gazing at me like I was his next meal.
“Why you keep staring at me like that?” I asked him in a soft tone.
“Pancakes,” he inhaled then let his gaze drop down to my cleavage. “You picked out that form fitting dress to fuck with my head, ma.” He pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Those titties sitting up perfectly…making me think of all the things I used to do with them.” He licked his lips hungrily.
His bottom lip was now captured by his top row of teeth. I gasped softly, my body heated up as I squeezed my thighs together to relieve the ache that detonated between them.
“I remember when I used to grease them muthafuckas down, then slide my dick between them. I miss holding them for leverage while watching my dick go—”
“Good evening!” A perky voice cut him short.
I cleared my throat, squeezed my thighs together one more time and felt myself shutter hard. Dreu chuckled lowly then flicked his eyes to our waitress for the night.
“Good evening lil lady?” He offered with his signature cocky smirk.
I rolled my eyes at him just as he leaned back in his seat.
I politely gave my attention to the young blonde waitress.
She quietly placed iced water in front of us.
I wasted no time picking my glass up gulping half of my cup down.
I didn’t even care that water seeped out the corner of my mouth landing right on the top of my titties.
Like a domino effect, the sensation of the cold water stiffened my nipples even harder.
I could feel Dreu’s eyes glued to me, I knew he was watching my every movement in amusement.
“Thank you so much.” I stuttered the words out to the waitress.
“You’re welcome.” She bowed her head and smiled.
“Your entrees will be accompanied by roasted truffle asparagus, a saffron-infused risotto, and our signature honey-butter brioche. Following that, the chef will send out a palate cleanser. A chilled citrus sorbet. And for dessert, you’ll be receiving our dark chocolate torte with raspberry reduction and edible gold. ” Her eyes moved from mine to Dreu’s.
My eyes widened slightly and I felt embarrassed automatically.
I wasn’t used to meals that came in chapters.
Before I could even process the elegance of her words, another waitress appeared.
This one carried a chilled silver bucket that cradled a tall bottle of champagne, beads of cold water dripped down its neck.
In her other hand, she held two long-stemmed crystal flutes.
“Compliments of the chef, Mr. Langston,” she said, her eyes flicked to Dreu with recognition and professional awe. “A 2012 Rose Champagne. It’s one of our best vintages.”
She uncorked it slowly, letting the soft pop echo through the low jazz around us. Tiny bubbles rushed toward the top like they were racing to celebrate with us. I watched her pour the blush-pink liquid into each flute with perfect precision.
Even with both waitresses in front of us, I still felt him without looking. I could feel his eyes on me. I willed myself to look at Dreu and his heavy stare pinned me exactly where I sat. It was a stare full of admiration, desire, possession and deep longing all tangled together.
The waitress placed the champagne flute gently in front of me and another in front of him. Every cell in my body yearned for him.
“Thank you.” I told the both of them.
Dreu remained silent, they bowed out gracefully and now it was him and I.
“Thank you, Dreu…this place is beautiful.” I blushed.
I picked up my glass and inwardly cursed myself as my fingers trembled. Dreu had me nervous as hell. He was real quiet, which was highly unlike him. Between his stare and the electric energy shifting between us, I didn’t know what to do with myself in front of him anymore.
He lifted his champagne flute but kept his gaze tangled with mine.
“Let’s toast.” His deep voice was low and velvety.
“What…what are we toasting to?” I said above a whisper.
His lips curved into a charming smile.
“To the first day.” He said.
I swallowed.
“First day of what?” I frowned.
“Of getting you back, Tavia.” He chuckled and shook his head.
“I’m ready to put in major work, no lie.
I ain’t doing none of this shit just to get the pussy.
I know for a fact that I’m getting it tonight.
I can hear her wet ass purring for me right now.
You wouldn’t even curse a nigga out if I crawled under this table and ate her first before we dug into our five-star meal. ” He winked.
“Of course, even after I get the pussy tonight, I’m still putting in major work.
I’ll have all the patience in the world to make you mine again.
Then when I get you, Pancakes the work will continue so I can keep you…
forever. My heavy ass balls is in your court, Tavia.
Just don’t bounce them bitches too hard. ”
He held his champagne flute out in the middle of the table.
My throat closed and instead of me having a witty comeback, I was rendered speechless.
Crystal against crystal our glasses clinked.
It sounded like the seal of our fate as well.
Dreu was right about his balls being in my court.
Because after Devin, I needed time to make my own decision whether I truly wanted him in my world or not.
Tonight, I wasn’t going to deny myself what my body told me. Dreu and my sexual chemistry were off the charts. In bed we created magic together, sex with Dreu was so explosive yet poetic. We never had to teach each other anything when it came to each other’s bodies. We just knew.
Each time he reached across the table just to slide his fingers under my chin to lift my face gently, heat traveled down my spine.
His love language was touching. All day, he reached for me without thinking.
Didn’t matter if it was him placing his hand on the small of my back to walk me through a doorway.
He made a way to touch me, and every touch was gentle but certain.
I loved that more than I probably should have.
My stomach kept fluttering butterflies that I thought had died years ago for Dreu.
If we didn’t get far this time around because of him or me, one thing I knew for sure about tonight was that he was going to get this pussy.
He deserved it after making my life easier with bills and making me feel seen and beautiful.