Chapter 11

Valentine’s Day is a day designed for lovers to show the appreciation they should have shown for each other all year long. A day when you scroll through social media to see all the lucky girls post about what their men gifted them and all the bitter ones gripe about not caring.

I used to dread the holiday. I had never had anyone during February to celebrate the holiday. The last serious boyfriend I had conveniently broke up with me two weeks before the day and later resurfaced in early March only to leave before my birthday in late March. After he tried to come back in mid-April, I politely told him to eat a dick.

As I lay in bed pondering my luck, I felt his cool lips on my shoulder, “Happy Valentine’s Day,” said Derrick.

My heart smiled when I returned the heartfelt greeting. I had someone. Someone that deemed me worthy enough to find time to spoil me on a special day just as he had all the other days.

“I have to get to the house before you get there,” he said as he left the bed to prepare to leave.

After Derrick left, I got myself together and headed out to meet Jess for breakfast. I had a special favor to ask her which I knew she would be open to base on our previous interactions.

During our conversation at breakfast, she told me that she was offered a chance to be roommates with Donovan. I asked her if she thought that was a good idea. She felt it was best based on her economic situation and no longer wanting to live in a house with so many other people.

After breakfast, I headed to the Foss house. The whole drive all I could think about was my father, my cousin, and this baby they had on the way in late May.

When I got to the house, I went inside the kitchen where I saw Ray and Derrick talking. I spoke to them and they greeted me.

“Is everything okay? How is Nana?”

“She’s fine,” replied Ray, “I was just talking to my son about his love life.”

My eyebrows lifted, “Love life?”

He chuckled, “A friend of mine said that he saw Derrick with a woman heading into the beach apartment last night.”

Derrick huffed, “Dad.”

“Oh, come on son, if this relationship kept you out all night until the morning, she must be special. I would like to meet her.”

Derrick smiled, “I’m sure you’d love her.” His eyes danced across my skin before he left the kitchen.

I looked over at Ray. He smiled, “I was just poking a little fun. Derrick has never stayed out with a woman before.”

“Really?”

“He’s only dated one girl back in high school. They broke up when she went away to college. He’s been pretty focused on basketball and his studies.”

I nodded, “Well, that’s good.”

It was quiet for a moment and then he said, “How was your grandmother?”

“She was good.”

“Did your dad tell her about us?”

I nodded, “He did but my grandmother trusts me to make the right decisions.”

“Am I the right decision?”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, “You are.”

“It was so hard to sleep without you last night.”

I blushed and replied, “I have a surprise for you tonight.”

His eyebrows lifted, “For me?”

“Yes.” I kissed his mouth and left him standing there in the kitchen wondering what I had up my sleeve.

Standing in front of the mirror wearing nothing, I blew my hair dry and flat ironed it. The bathroom door opened and Derrick stood looking at me. He got behind me and kissed my neck, “What if my dad finds out about us?” he asked with concern.

I looked at him through the mirror, “Do you think we should stop?”

He remained silent. His right hand touched my hip. It stayed in place for several seconds before moving to my clit. He rubbed my center until his finger glistened. I felt him press his way into my center. I had my answer.

He rocked me from behind until he erupted. I thought he was going to make me sweat my hair out. He kissed my neck as he pulled out. My pussy leaked with his DNA. I turned to him and we kissed for a while. I smiled and said, “I have to finish getting ready.”

He ran his fingers through my silky straight hair, “I know. Have fun tonight.”

I watched as he left the bathroom and I got ready for my date with Raymond.

I walked out to the foyer and saw him standing by the door looking sharp. If I didn’t mention it before, Ray was a sharp dresser. He wore this black and white tweed suit with a burgundy shirt. The top buttons were undone. The way the suit was draped on his body made him look even more muscular and fit. His white cufflinks matched the white shoes and the burgundy handkerchief matched his burgundy socks.

I couldn’t help but smile. He blushed, “I take it this attire meets your approval.”

With a hug, I replied, “You look handsome.”

“You look amazing as well,” he said looking at me in a red lace dress with bell cuffs. Soon after we complimented each other, we left the house and went to his car.

As soon as I saw the address to where we were headed, I texted it to Jess. Raymond was going to get a nice surprise.

As he drove, we spoke about our upcoming trip to the Bahamas. He was just as excited as I was to be getting away.

When we arrived at the dock, he parked and helped me out of the car. We walked hand and hand to the boat where someone was there to greet us. As Raymond spoke with the captain squaring things away. I snuck away and found Jess. While no one was paying attention, I had her sneak onto the yacht and hide in the cabin.

Raymond found me standing on the starboard side. He stood behind me and kissed my neck, “We’re about to cast off. Let’s go inside.” He took my hand and we went into the dining area and sat.

There was a server that poured us red wine, then gave us fresh bread, chips, and spinach artichoke dip. He lifted his glass and took a sip, “I’ve been thinking about telling my son about us.”