19. Amina Sinclair #2
“When it comes to Gemini, you’ll never make him happy by buying him something materialistic.
That’s not the kind of person that he is.
Gemini just isn’t wired like that. I can say that he does like watches, cologne, nice shoes, and things like that, but if he wants it, he’ll just go buy it.
I’m telling you, if you were to spend a lot of money on him for his birthday, his ass will make you take it back, so you can get your money back.
Me, and my mom have learned our lessons over the years dealing with his ass.
Gemini is the kind of man that you just have to give him good memories.
Do the dinner. A nice dinner,” she started, and I sat back, taking in all these things.
I wasn’t shocked with what she was telling me.
This was a man that didn’t even like for me to take my wallet with me whenever we would step out together.
He wanted to foot every bill. If Gianna never told me these things, I know for a fact that I would have been sitting here, trying to find a watch, cologne, or shoes for him, trying to find a way to get it shipped to somewhere near us.
I just wanted to do something for him that would make him feel special.
“My brother likes to eat, so whatever restaurant you choose, just make sure that it’s something nice with a good menu.
Once dinner is over, I’m sure it’ll make his night if you do something simple like put a movie on in the truck for you two to watch together.
Just give him your time. That’s what’s going to make him happy,” she let me know, and I took in all the things that she was saying, making mental notes of it.
Gianna continued to give me more pointers, and by the time she finished, Gemini was getting back in the truck.
I wrapped up my conversation with Gianna, letting her know that I loved her, and promising to call her later.
After that, we hung up, and I turned in my seat, so that I could get a better look at the birthday boy.
He was cooling down, using one hand to get the sweat off his forehead with a face towel, and with his other hand, he was drinking water from his Stanley cup. I don’t know if it made me sick in the head, but I sat here wondering what his sweat might have tasted like.
He caught me sitting here, drooling over him, so he turned in his seat to look at me.
“You done with your tantrum?” he asked me.
He said it in a way like I was a piece of work. I took the face towel out of his hands, holding it in mine, and I finished the job for him. I wiped away the excess sweat that was lingering on his forehead.
“Gianna told me that I was sick in the head,” I let him know, and he shook his head at that.
“You get fucked so many times a day. I make you lay on your back, just to eat your pussy because I feel like it. I kiss all over you. I tell you that I love you so many times throughout the day. I treat you like a princess. You have no sense of hard labor with me because I don’t let you do shit.
I expect you to be sick in the head when it comes to me,” he responded.
His words sent tingles all down my body. Everything he said was true. He did all of that, plus more.
I felt like after he said all of that, I needed to be closer to him.
Knowing that I needed to be closer, I removed myself from my seat and straddled his lap.
I didn’t care that he was sweaty from standing out in the sun because I still wrapped my arms around his neck.
His large hands went for my ass, where he held me in place, looking at me with nothing but love in his eyes.
I placed 36 kisses on him. Each kiss that would land on him, I would count it.
“If I pick a nice restaurant for us tonight, do you have something nice to wear?” I asked him.
“Yeah. I got something that I can choose from. That’s all you gotta do for me though, baby.
Just book us somewhere nice to eat, and I’ll be content with that.
Get back in the truck with me, we can watch Martin together, and that’s all I need.
I’m a simple man. This the gift right here, sitting right on top of me,” he went on to say, just knowing what he had to say to get me to melt.
I knew that we needed to get a move on, so that Gemini could do his first pick up for the day, but I was so safe in his arms that I didn’t want to move. I wanted to stay just like this. I wanted to continue kissing on him, smelling him, all the things.
I knew that I would have all the time in the world to do those things tonight, so after getting some last-minute kisses in, I removed myself from his lap and sat in my seat.
Gemini pulled out moments later, and I used this time to sit down, pulling my phone out to browse for the perfect restaurant for us.
I needed to find the best steakhouse that Oklahoma had to offer.
I knew my man loved steak, and I knew that he loved good food, so I went through, reading review after review, trying to make sure that I selected the best of the best for him.
Hours Later
9:37 P.M.
“Good evening. Right this way,” the hostess said to Gemini and I, as we were sitting down in the lobby area, waiting to be called.
Our reservations were for 9:30. We took an Uber here and arrived at 9:30 on the dot. When we arrived, they told us to give them a few minutes, and here the hostess was, coming over to us, so that she could walk us over to a table.
I did so much research this morning, trying to find the perfect steakhouse for us, and ultimately, I decided on a spot called Mahogany Prime Steakhouse.
It had so many good reviews online, plus when I went over to look at videos on TikTok, so many people had nothing but good things to say.
When the Uber dropped us off, all I could think to myself was that the things that people were saying online about this spot were all correct.
It was nice and luxury, just like I expected it to be.
The soft jazz music that they were playing when we walked in, made the setting feel so intimate, and sexy. The vibes were screaming date night.
“Here you two go. Your waitress will be over shortly,” the hostess said, stepping out of the way, so that Gemini and I could see the decorated booth.
When I made the reservations online, I made sure to leave a note that we were celebrating his birthday, so there was confetti on the table, mixed with a small white envelope, that read, ‘Happy birthday’ on the front. I smiled seeing that, and when I turned to look at Gemini, he was smiling as well.
Gemini placed his hands on my hips, and I knew that was his way of telling me to go ahead and slide into the booth, so that we could sit together.
I did just that, and then he came over, sitting right next to me. I didn’t want to leave any room between us, so once he was seated, I scooted over a little bit, making it where I was right up under him.
The hostess sat two leather material menus in front of us, wished Gemini a happy birthday again, and then she disappeared.
She wasn’t gone more than a minute before the waitress came over, and she introduced herself.
She wished Gemini a happy birthday, wanted to know if it was our first time dining here, and when we both let her know that it was, she gave us an entire run down of the menu.
She talked about their specialty drinks, entrees, and desserts. I knew that I had the kind of man that could eat and liked to order different things from the menu, so I expected him to want to order just about everything that she was talking about.
“May I begin by offering you a cocktail, a glass of wine, or perhaps a bottle for the table?” she asked. That’s when Gemini turned his head to look at me.
“What you want to drink baby?” he questioned.
“You’re the birthday boy. What do you want?” I asked, and it made him smile. He turned to look back at the waitress.
“Let’s start with a bottle of wine for the table. We can do a bottle of the specialty wine that you recommended. The Caymus Cabernet,” he said, and I found myself chuckling at his answer.
I really turned this man out and had him drinking wine.
Prior to me, Gemini told me that he wouldn’t explore anything else other than Moscato.
I loved wine, so I would always introduce him to so many different flavors.
Now, whenever he cooks, and we have to go grocery shopping to purchase the food, he always insists that I pick up a couple of bottles of wine.
“Sure thing. I’ll go ahead, and put that in,” our waitress let us know before she walked away.
“What you laughing at?” Gemini asked me, reaching his hand over, and he placed it in between my thighs.
I was wearing a dress. I just remember when Gemini agreed that I could get on the truck with him, and he told me to pack accordingly.
Most of the clothes that I packed was lounge wear, but I did bring a few dressy outfits because I really didn’t know what to expect being on the truck with him for two months straight.
“I left my mark on you. I got you ordering wine,” I said to him. He couldn’t even deny it because he started smiling.
Before either one of us had the chance to say anything else, my phone buzzed on the table.
My phone was sitting with the screen upwards, and because my notifications showed on my lock screen, I saw that it was a text message notification.
Two notifications came in from the same number.
Even though that number was no longer saved to my phone, I knew exactly who it belonged to.
It was Jacob. This was his business phone that he was texting me from.
I blocked his personal number because I didn’t want to speak to him if he decided to reach out.
During that, I guess I forgot to block his business number as well.
I didn’t expect him to reach out to me from that number, since he rarely did when we were together.