I wrap my other hand around her back, pulling her body as close to mine as I can. I hold her head steady with the hand in her hair as my tongue enters her mouth. She tastes so good. Her lip gloss tastes like bubblegum and the sweet wine that lingers on her tongue. Our tongues continue to do a soft and sensual dance as I hold her to me.
She slows the kiss down and I pull away. “See. That wasn’t so bad, was it?” She lifts an eyebrow.
“Angel,” I sigh as I place my forehead on hers. She has no idea what she does to me. I love this woman with everything I am. She is going to drive me mad.
“Are you guys going to join us?”
I pull away from Angel to look back over my shoulder. Josh is standing there with his arms crossed over his chest and a huge smile plastered on his face.
“Of course,” Angel answers cheerfully and walks away from me, heading to the dining room.
“Thanks,” I nod my head to Josh. I was about to tell her I loved her.
It would probably have ruined her birthday.
“No problem. Come on, let’s drink to your girl on her birthday.” He slaps me on the back as we take off after Angel.
I smile as I walk into the dining room and see Angel smiling and visiting with everyone. We laugh and tell stories of our childhood while we eat dinner. And of course, the girls turn the conversation into another wedding planning event. Poor Micah. Every time Mom or Angel mention something, I watch his eyes get bigger and bigger.
Once we finish eating, my mom brings out a red velvet cake.
“Happy birthday!”
My mom starts singing as we all follow along. Angel has the biggest smile on her face. She has had several glasses of wine since we sat down to eat dinner. I have no idea how many she had before that. Every two minutes, my mom is asking to refill her glass. She doesn’t like drinking alone, and usually Angel downs her wine, but tonight she’s sipping it.
My mom places the cake in front of her as we all sing happy birthday to her. Angel closes her eyes for a few seconds, then opens them and blows out the candles. Everyone claps and hollers. I pull her face to mine and give her a little kiss.
“Happy birthday, Angel.” I look into her green eyes and I can tell they are starting to get heavy. I laugh.
She pulls away from me, laughing as well. “I just want to say thanks to everyone for making this day the best birthday I have ever had. You all mean so much to me and I consider you all family.” She starts to get a bit choked up. “I don’t know what I would do without all of you.” She reaches for her wine glass and downs what little bit was left in it.
“Presents time!” My mom claps her hands together happily, trying to change the mood.
Angel shakes her head. “You guys didn’t have to get me anything.”
“Of course we did, silly,” Holly laughs.
“Me first!” Josh says, sounding like a kid. We all laugh at him. “I saw this and thought of you.” He nods his head as he gets up and places a box in her hands.
“Pink?” she says, surprised “You bought pink wrapping paper?”
Josh shrugs. “Hey, I have come to realize you love pink.”
She undoes the wrapping paper and pulls a bright ass pink shirt out that has a number eight on the back. She squeals. “Thank you! Thank you, Josh. I will wear it next week for sure.” She turns it to me and I see it’s a St. Louis Rams shirt. I nod my head.
Good gift.
“Us next.” Holly hands her a tiny square box that looks to be a gift card of some sort. She unwraps it and starts thinking them immediately. She shows it to me and I see it is a gift card to Amazon for fifty dollars. “Shit! That will buy a bunch of books,” I nod my head to Angel as she says thank you to Holly and Micah.
“Angel,” I whisper in her ear. She turns her beautiful face to me with a smile on it. “Will you come with me?” I reach my hand out for her to take it. She nods her head as she places her hand in mine. “We’ll be right back.” I stand, pulling her to stand with me. I place my hand on her back over the silver bow, and guide her to the back door of the house.
We step outside and she gasps as she sees the huge pond my parents have in the back yard. It has a white bridge over it so that you can walk from one side to the other.
“Have you never been out here?” I ask as I walk us towards the bridge.
“No,” she shakes her head as she looks around in awe.
“I used to come out here a lot. I would sit on the bridge and do my homework or just do some thinking.” I walk us to the top of the bridge then turn to look at her. “You are gorgeous, Angel. I could never tell you that enough.”
She looks down as she blushes.
I run a hand through my hair. “I wanted to give you your other present out here with just the two of us, under the moonlight next to the pond.”
Fuck, when did I get so fucking mushy?
I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and square my shoulders. I sound pathetic, like one of those love struck, pussy whipped boys.
When I open my eyes, all the air leaves my lungs. The reason I became so mushy is standing in front of me with that beautiful sexy smile on her face. I no longer want to be that macho man who fucks around and treats a woman like they mean nothing to me. I want to be romantic and make her the happiest woman in the world because this woman is the most important thing in my life.
I smile and pull the black velvet box out of my jeans pocket. My hand shakes as I hand it to her. Her eyes are glued to it. I think she is just as nervous as I am. She pulls it open very slowly and gasps, bringing a hand up to cover her mouth when she sees what’s inside.
“Slade” I close my eyes as she sighs my name.
Will I always have this reaction to her?
Fuck, I hope so. “It’s beautiful.” She still hasn’t taken her eyes off of it. “You shouldn’t have.” She takes her hand over her mouth and runs her hand over picking it up. “It’s so beautiful,” she repeats.
When she told me the story about her tattoo she got for her dad, it gave me an idea. Even though I didn’t know it at the time, my heart was empty until she came along, and I wanted to give her something that symbolized how she made me feel.
“I wanted you to know that when I told you I would wait, I meant it.” She looks up at me. “I wanted to prove it to you, Angel.” I take the box from her hand and remove the piece of jewelry. “You have my heart, Angel, now and for always.” I lean down, giving her a slow kiss as I taste her tears. “May I?” I ask as her mouth pulls away from mine.
She nods and turns around, pulling her hair to the side for me. I clasp it around her neck and turn her around so I can look at it on her. “I had this made for you Angel.” She reaches up and runs her fingers over it. It looks so beautiful around her neck. It’s a platinum heart shape necklace filled in with a variety of diamonds. “I wanted to give you my heart because for the first time in my life I feel complete. You have changed my life, and I could never think you enough for what you have given me.”
Tears fall from her eyes, and I bend down to kiss them away. I don’t want her to cry. I just want her to know how I feel about her.
“I love it baby. I love it” She looks in my eyes and it’s almost like she’s telling me she loves me. She brings her body to mine. “I love it” she repeats before she kisses me. I pull away with a big smile. “Thank you,” she whispers.
“You’re welcome, Angel.” She deserves so much more, and I’m going to give it all to her when she’s ready. “Come on. We should get back inside.”
She nods as I lead her back into the house. She stops me when we walk inside. “I’m going to go freshen up real quick. I’ll meet you back at the table in a few minutes.”
“Okay.” I kiss her forehead before she walks off.
“Where is Samantha?” my mom asks as I walk into the dining room.
“She went to the restroom. She will be right out.” I take a drink of my whiskey.
Fuck, how does Dad drink this shit?
“Is she okay?” Holly asks.
“She’s great,” I nod. I smile as I see her enter the dining room with my heart around her neck. It looks as beautiful as she is. I’m just glad Josh was able to get it done with the short notice I gave him.
“Thank you everyone.” She stands next to me behind her chair. “For the dinner, for the gifts, and for a perfect day that I will never forget.” I look down to see her knuckles turn white as she grips the chair. I can tell she’s getting emotional.
My mom gets up from her chair and walks over to her, pulling Angel away from her chair. “You deserved it. We love you, Samantha. Don’t forget that.” My mom pulls her in for a hug and it tugs at my heart. Who could not love this beautiful
a
ngel?
Even though it’s her birthday, I’m the one who received the best gift anyone could ask for. She is standing in front of me in a little pink dress with silver glittery fuck me high heels and my heart around her neck, making me the happiest man in the world.
“We’re going to get out of here, Mom.” I stand up from my chair. “Thanks so much for everything.”
We all say our goodbyes and head to the bar.
Fusion Nightlife is already busy when we arrive. I tighten my hold on Angel’s hand as we make our way through the crowded people over to the bar.
“What do you guys want to drink?” I notice Angel is having trouble standing. I think I will get her a bottle of water.
“I’ll take a Long Island!” Angel yells over the music.
Of course she will.
I just nod to her.
Angel let’s go of my hand and turns to Holly. “Hey, I need to use the restroom. You need to go?” Holly nods, following her off to the restroom.
I feel around my pockets and come up empty. “Fuck!”
“What?” Josh yells while he and Micah follow me outside to my truck.
“I forgot my wallet.” I jump in the truck, digging around in my center console, when I hear Josh and Micah both say shit. I find my wallet and jump out of my truck. I turn around to walk back towards the entrance, but come to a dead stop.
Fuck!
“Hi, Slade.” Mindy, a girl I hooked up with once is standing in front of me. I had met her at a party that Josh and I went to. The only reason I remember her name is because it was one of those things where sleeping with her was a huge mistake. Not only did the sex suck, but the bitch was fucking crazy. She had stalked me for weeks after we’d hooked up. She would show up at my parents’ house and hang out, waiting for me to come home.
“What do you want Mindy?” I take a look at her and notice that her dark green eyes are bloodshot, meaning she must be drunk.
Great.
“I just saw you walk outside and thought I would come and say hi.” She smiles and it makes me nauseous.
I nod and walk around her. “Come on, guys.”
“Having a guy’s night out?” she asks from behind me as I walk back to the door.
“No.” I turn and look at her. “We are out celebrating my girlfriend’s birthday.” I smile proudly when her face drops. I turn around and walk back into the club.
“Hey there, sexy.” I feel two familiar hands wrap around my stomach from behind as I pay for our drinks.
I turn around and grab her face, bringing her lips to mine and giving her a soft peck. “Hi, Angel.” I smile as she laughs.
“You want to go dance with me?” She grabs my hand as she nods her head.
I laugh. “Angel, I don’t dance.”
“Why not?” She frowns.
“I just don’t.” I shrug. The problem is that I can’t dance. I suck at dancing. “I’ll go find us a table, though, if you want to dance with Holly.” I know my brother doesn’t dance either.
“Okay.” She gives me a quick kiss and takes off with Holly.
“Let’s find a table somewhere,” I say to the guys as they follow me to the back of the club. We get lucky, finding a round booth for all of us to sit at. We just sit down when Angel comes storming up to the table looking pissed. She sits down next to me, picks up her drink, and puts her straw in her mouth.
“What’s wrong?”
Before she can say anything, Holly speaks up. “Some bitch just came up to Sam and said—”
Angel puts her hand up and stops her. “Don’t.” She gives Holly a hard stare. Holly takes in a deep breath and places her hands on her hips.
“It doesn’t matter. I know what we have,” Angel says as she picks up her Long Island and downs it. She just downed an entire drink in a matter of seconds.
Shit!
She’s going to be so trashed. “I’m not mad at you.” She waves her hand in the air towards me.
I reach up and place my hands in her hair. I lean down and she opens her mouth, letting me give her a deep kiss. I pull away, smiling at her. I hate that people are always going to tell her stuff, but I can’t help how proud I am that she knows how I feel about her.
“Hopefully it will blow over eventually.”
“What do you mean?” Josh asks her.
“That hopefully it won’t always be like this. You know, girls thinking they can slide into Slade’s pants when I’m not around.” She takes in a deep breath as she stares at her empty drink.
I never thought that my past would one day catch up with me. I was careless, doing whoever the fuck I wanted. Now Angel is always going to have to hear about it. “Angel, it doesn’t matter. You know how I feel about you, and so do they. They are just jealous because they know how important you are.” She nods and leans over, grabbing my drink and drinking it.