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Cinnamons POV.

Tish had left earlier leaving me to get ready for tonight. I put on my red lipstick to match the skin tight red dress I had on and sprayed on my Chanel no.5 perfume for finishing touches. I've never been more nervous for a date due to the fact that this is the fanciest date I've ever been on.

I heard a knock on the door already knowing who it was. I grabbed my clutch and walked to the door opening it seeing Letitia with flowers. "Damn babygirl." She said looking me up and down. "You're looking beautiful tonight." She gave me a gentle kiss on my forehead that made me blush.

"Why thank you baby. You look beautiful as well." I complimented while admiring her in a white dress and an oversized goldish plaid jacket with clear heels. (If you've seen the interview, you already know.) She looked so fucking amazing tonight. I took the flowers and set them on the table as we walked out of my apartment and got on the elevator.

The whole time I felt her undressing me with her eyes. If she was attempting to make me forget everything tonight like she said then this is already off to a great start.

    "Fuck, I just wanna tear you up right here." She grumbled placing a hand around my neck while pushing me onto the wall gently. My legs clenched closed at her dominance which is a habit I formed when I met her. "Rip off that tiny little red dress and fuck the shit out of you in this elevator." She said looking me up and down and I bit my lip at the thought of us touching.

    Once the elevator opened she grabbed my hand and lead me to the front of the building. A few seconds later a black Audi pulled up. "Oh baby this is nice." I tremulously said as she dusted off her shoulders goofily and gave a toothy smile that showed off her grills. That alone made my inner goddess take a sip of her wine.

"You know I only have my girl in the finest of the finest." I laughed at her comment while she opened the door for me to get in. Once we were all settled in we drove away and went to wherever she was taking me. I thought about how she called me her girl and that put a smile on my face. To me we've always been serious but that comment made this feel more real.

She was singing fall by Davido and dancing beside me while the lyrics flowed off her tongue. Her accent really showed tonight and gosh it was gorgeous. I smiled at her then looked out the window to see we were in downtown Detroit. The tall buildings, the lights, the beautiful full moon was all so beautiful to me. We soon came to a stop and she got out to come open my door.

Hand in hand , we walked into a restaurant that had luxury written all over it. The interior was so beautiful and the jazz music in the background was to die for. People were laughing and talking just having a great time. "Ms.Wright!" A short white man said with a heavy Italian accent. "Ahh, Benjamin. You got that table ready right?" He nodded and then glanced at me. "You must be the beautiful nutmeg!" Benjamin smiled so confidently that I couldn't help but laugh.

        "Yes I am the beautiful nutmeg. It's so nice to meet you, Mr.Benjamin." I expressed. Once we got finished with that conversation she walked me upstairs. She pulled out my chair and we sat a table she reserved for us.

    "Baby, this is gorgeous

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"Baby, this is gorgeous."I stared at her in awe as she smirked at me. She grabbed my hand and kissed it lightly while placing her free hand on my thigh. "You deserve this and more sweet girl." She said before the waiter came up.



"I've never gotten an ass whooping worse than that. She beat the breaks off of me." I chuckled taking a sip of my wine as Letitia was holding her stomach from laughing so hard. This is why you can't take black people ANYWHERE. Apparently me getting my ass tore up when I was younger was so damn funny to her. "So did you enjoy yourself tonight?" She asked after she fixed herself then took a sip of her wine. "I really did. This helped a lot."

     (Play song.) I heard the sweet song play in my ears. She lifted up from her seat and held her hand out. "Dance with me." She asked so sweetly. I grabbed her hand and got up as she pulled me into her arms causing me to giggle. She placed her forehead on mine as we swayed side to side. Her hands were placed on my waist as my hand was resting on her chest. Our heart beats danced to its own music...they were beating the exact same way. Letitia came into my life and changed it completely.

      Sometimes you meet someone, and it's so clear that the two of you on some level belong together. You just work, whether you understand one another or you're in love. I met her out of nowhere under the strangest circumstances and she helped me feel alive. I don't know if it makes me believe in coincidence or fate but it damn sure made me believe in something .

    "I'm so in love with you, Cinnamon Denise. There are 8 billion people on this planet.. and I am in love with you." She whispered loud enough for me to hear her. Those words sounded like music to my ears, like the sun shining down on your face in Haiti.

    "I fell in love with the way you touched me without using your hands. Some people search their whole lives to find what I found in you. Just please be mine and you won't have to worry about lifting a finger another day in your life. You won't have to worry about pain as long you have me by your side. Just be mine." She pleaded before our lips collided like beautiful stars in the sky.

        I was so engulfed in the kiss as my heart was getting wrapped in clover at her sweet touch. To say I felt like I was floating was a complete understatement. Today is the day where I no longer say I don't need anyone.. because I honestly need her.

     "Does that answer your question Ms.Letitia?" I asked when I pulled away. "I love you , girl." She expressed.

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