Chapter 14
Two Months Later
I had just gotten back from New York last night.
I’ve been there for the last two weeks, and I’ve been deep inside of Forever every damn night.
We see each other every week. If I’m not there then her and Butterfly are here with me.
Butterfly even has a room here, and I had the room done in a theme that she wanted.
I felt like that was my daughter, and I knew she wasn’t, but I was getting so attached to her and her mom.
I’ve been going to all of Forever’s doctors’ appointments, and this shit wasn’t fair.
I watched this woman literally fight for her life, and I felt fucking helpless.
I’ve reached out to some specialist, hoping that we could get some second opinions.
I was falling for Forever and being around her all the time wasn’t helping at all.
That shit made it worse. I wanted to be there all the time.
Waking up beside her every morning. Hearing her laugh from the kitchen while she made breakfast. Watching her walk around in them little shorts and tank tops drove me crazy.
And I’ve gotten so attached to Butterfly in a way that I’ve never expected.
That little girl had me wrapped around her finger and could get whatever she wanted.
Me and her talked on the phone every single day, and if she didn’t call me, I’d dial her little butt so fast. I even bought her a cellphone.
Baby girl was so excited, but her mom not so much.
She definitely checked me about it, and I apologized for overstepping my boundaries.
The last thing I ever wanted was for her to think I was trying to play daddy or force myself into spaces she wasn’t ready for.
My phone rang while I was sitting in the studio staring at a half-finished canvas, and I glanced over at the phone to see who was calling. It said Larke how can I help you?”
“Please hold for Mr. Larke,” the lady said. I put the call on speaker and set the phone down on the table.
“Mr. Porter. This is Brian Larke. There’s an exhibit happening in Paris this weekend and I think this is something that you need to attend.
Your agent, Aubrey, and I have already spoken and she said she sent you a message to be on the lookout for my call,” he said.
When I’m painting I don’t like to be interrupted.
“Paris, huh?”
“I know it’s last minute, but that’s the art scene. Big opportunities move fast. One of the biggest buyers in the world is expected to attend, and trust me, this guy spends ridiculous money.”
He had my undivided attention.
“I already spoke to him about your work and have sent pictures from your portfolio. He’s interested in meeting you.”
“How interested?”
“He may request a private commissioned piece.”
Damn that’s major, and we’re talking some real money.
It’s not even about the money because I’m rich; I’ve created that generational wealth for my wife and children when I decide to have my family.
But being an artist is where I want to be; I wanted to leave something behind that my children could be proud of. This shit was personal to me.
“I’m with it,” I replied immediately.
“That’s good to know. We’ll reach out to Aubrey and send her all the details. I’ll stop by your hotel. I look forward to formally meeting you.”
“Same. I appreciate you reaching out to me.” When the call ended, I leaned back in my chair for a second, letting everything sink in.
Paris. I’ve been there plenty of times with my family for fashion events, family vacations, political trips, and charity galas.
So, going again didn’t really excite me.
What excited me was going there on business for the work I do.
I instantly thought about Forever. Paris was on her bucket list, and this was the perfect time for me to fulfill that dream for her.
Zelly walked into my studio with a glass of wine in hand.
“Sup,” I greeted.
“We get that shipment in tonight.” She sat down on the couch.
“That’s good; make sure that Drew is there, and he has what he needs to check everything in. I’ll be leaving in a couple of days. I got invited to an exhibit in Paris.”
“Oh shit. That’s dope.”
“Yeah, it is. I’m going to ask Forever to go with me,” I told her.
“Well that’s to be expected.” She smiled.
“Damn, how is that to be expected?” I asked her.
“Nigga, please. You’re obsessed with that woman.”
“Nah. I have feelings for her and she’s dope as hell, but I’m not obsessed.”
“Yeah, you are. You bought her daughter a cellphone after knowing them for five minutes.”
“Fuck you, and it ain’t been no damn five minutes. And you can’t talk! Besides that, Butterfly needed communication.”
“She’s eight!”
I fell out laughing, because she was right.
“Girl, you just as bad because she likes hanging around your ass and she called you pretty, now she owns a pair of red bottoms.”
“That’s my baby now. I already ordered her a few more pairs of red bottoms.”
I shook my head. “Forever gon’ kick yo ass.”
“She’ll be alright. I gotta go, I’ll let you know what happens tonight.”
When she left out, I grabbed my phone to call Forever.
“Hey, handsome,” she greeted.
Just hearing her voice relaxed me.
“What’s your schedule looking like from Wednesday to Tuesday of next week?”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“I wanna take you on a small vacation.”
“A small vacation? You do know that’s almost a week right?” she laughed. “Legacy, I have work.”
“I’ll pay you for your time off and you deserve a vacation. You can quit that job. I’m hiring and will pay double to whatever they’re paying you,” I told her, and she fell out laughing. She was laughing, but I was actually serious.
“I wish it was that simple, love muffin. Hold on. Let me look at my vacation time. It looks like I have the time, and no one is out on vacation so it should get approved. If not, I’ll just call out. But hold on, baby.”
While I was on hold, I shot Jaz a message to see if she could watch butterfly.
Me: Sup. Can you do me a favor and watch Butterfly for a few days. I’m taking Forever on a small vacation. You can watch her in the states, or you can watch her in Paris, but I just need someone to watch her.
Jaz: Ooooolaaaaa weeeeweeee. You can’t give my ass a choice, me and Toots going with y’all. You can book us in a different hotel for all I care. But hell yeah we about to brush up on our French. Can I bring a guest?
Me: Girl you’re crazy as hell. Yes, you can and keep this a secret. It’s on her bucket list and I wanna surprise her with it.
Jaz: Mannn that’s so dope. Thank you for being there for her.
“Ok, I’m back. I went over to my boss' office to see if I could take the time off and he approved it. So, I’m good. But are you going to tell me where we’re going?”
“Nah. Just pack and I’ll take care of everything else,” I told her. We spoke for a little while longer and then ended the call. I decided to book my travel out of New York so that it would be easier for them to get to me.
A couple days had passed and we were boarding the private jet.
Forever looked nervous and excited all at the same time. When we got on the plane, Aubrey, Jaz, her friend, Ashley, and Butterfly were already on board and screamed surprise.
“Oh, my Goodness! What are you guys doing here?” She smiled so hard. You have to tell me where we’re going.”
I smiled. “Butterfly, tell Mommy where we’re going.”
“Parrrrisssss, France, Mommy!” She jumped up clapping.
“Paris! What! Are you serious?”
“Yesss. You created a bucket list, so we’re making sure that list is completed.”
She jumped into my arms and held me tight and that shit had my heart warm. Seeing the smile on her face made it all worth it. It was cool that she got to experience these moments with her daughter.
“I got business out there, so I figured I’d bring my favorite girls with me.” I grabbed her hand and kissed it softly. “We about to have an amazing time, beautiful.”
“Damn sure about to turn up.” Jaz blurted, and we all had to agree with her.
“Buckle up, baby. It’s going to be a long flight. If you get tired, there is a bedroom on the plane. Just let me know when you want to go lay down,” I told her.
We were a few hours into the flight and I was balls deep in this beautiful woman.
“Ohhh shit,” she cried, trying to keep it quiet because the girls were on the plane. This was something neither of us had ever done and got damn, joining the mile-high club was one of the best experiences.
“That’s right, baby. Give me that shit.” I gritted, spreading her cheeks apart, thrusting deep. There was no fucking way this pussy was this good. Every time I entered this woman I wanted to stay inside. This was supposed to be a quicky before the flight attendant started serving dinner.
“I’m cumming, baby.” She moaned out, throwing it back, and with that, I pounded her so damn good I was bustin’ with her.
“Damn. You gonna give me a damn heart attack. I love that you wrote me those letters. It made our connection so strong and what it is today. But girl, I can’t believe you was holding this good untouched pussy behind those pages.
You coulda came up to my suite immediately and I would’ve thrown you on your back.
I’m a businessman and professional. But trust, there’s another side to me that will have your legs spread apart and pointed to the sky.
” I laughed. “Oh God. You’re too much.” She nudged me.
We got cleaned up and headed back out to eat dinner.
Butterfly was watching something on her iPad, and Jaz and Ashley were cuddled up on the couch sleep.
We ate dinner, talked and relaxed and five hours later we landed in Paris.
Paris was beautiful at night. The city lights reflected against the water while Forever leaned against the car window mesmerized, taking it all in.