Slowburn

Chapter 92

         I have been really excited for this day. I know Renzo doesn't like to acknowledge his birthday, but I am not planning on celebrating his birthday the way I would wanna celebrate it. I am celebrating it in the way he would want to. 

I know he isn't expecting what I have planned, and I'm just so excited if not a little nervous. Just because I will need confidence to pull this off if I want to convey 'sexy' in any way. 

Earlier today I went out and bought Renzo's 'present', which is really just a black lacy lingerie set with garter belts and all. I've never worn something like this, but I surprised myself when I looked in the mirror and my body looked pretty dang good in it. 

It's outside my comfort zone by a lot, but I've been trying to work outside those lines as of late. I just hope he likes it. I know he sees the girls at the club with sexy lingerie everyday. He's probably desensitized to it. Not to mention they look far better in it. 

I don't wanna overthink this and put myself down. I liked how the garter belts and sheer thigh highs looked and I'm not going to convince myself otherwise. 

        Renzo and I had set a time to meet, but I asked Dante if he'd been with him today and found out he's only just now returning from his mother's house. I wanted to know this so I could get to the building first. I texted Renzo telling him I overestimated the time and got to the building way too early. My hope is that he tells the front desk to just let me upstairs to wait for him. 

I rarely come to Renzo's house. He's always coming to mine, so this felt special. Sure enough, Renzo said I could wait for him upstairs. Perfect. Things are going as planned.

Last time I was here it was because I walked to his building after the shoot out when I got seperated from both Dante and my phone. He had seemed quite shaken about it and I ended up sleeping over that night. The night he promised me he'd 'try'.

        I was trying to decide where I should stick myself so upon his arrival he could see me first thing. I don't want to lounge somewhere and look silly, but I do want to present myself as a gift. I hope that it isn't vain to consider myself his gift. It's really the lingerie and sex I'm calling his gift. That and the birthday cake. 

I decided on placing the cake on the island top in his kitchen that is there to separate the kitchen from the rest of the platform, before the step down to his huge living room. You can do this, Kat. Be sexy. 

        When I heard the door my heart rate spiked, but with both nerves and excitement. I let go of all that and just let the 'sexy' wash over me. Renzo was in a dark charcoal suit and black button down, no tie. His coat was draped over one arm as he opened the door and stepped inside. With his hand still on the door knob he paused at the sight of me. 

Long wild curls down my back, light makeup to brighten my face, and black sheer and lace garter lingerie set and dark heels. In a slow even voice I began to sing. 

        "Happy birthday to you," I swiped my finger into the whipped vanilla cream frosting and slowly brought it to my lips. "Happy birthday to you," I put my finger into my mouth and licked the frosting clean off. Making a show of it and licking my lips afterward. "Happy birthday dear, Renzo," I took another finger of icing and smeared across the swell of my breast. "Happy birthday to you" I took one then two steps forward to present myself.

        I've never seen Renzo be so still in my life. He had completely forgotten to even let go of the handle while his darkened eyes stared deeply and intensely at me as I sang my little song to him. But when I stepped forward in my sexy heels it was like I clicked the lights on. Renzo swung the door shut without a second thought and dropped his coat on the floor while he took two large steps to close the gap between us.