His Favorite - Jordan Poole

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Lydia POV

"Jordan where are we going?" I asked as he blindfolded me once we got in the car. "You ask too many questions," He says shifting himself next to me. After yesterday's fiasco with me and my dad, as soon as we got back to our hotel, I went to bed. I was so drained emotionally and mentally and was just ready to go. Jordan was comforting me the whole night continuing to reassure me and make sure I was straight.

"You know I'm impatient," I say crossing my arms. "Well be patient for only like 10 more minutes," He says. I rest my head on his shoulder and I feel him kiss my head.

After about 10 minutes, I feel the car stop and Jordan taps my leg. "Are we there yet?" I asked. "Yes baby, we are here. Come, I got you." I shift myself over the seat and feel around for the door. "Lydia I got you," He says and I feel him lift me up and place me down on the pavement.

"Thanks, man." I hear him say. "Enjoy your night Mr. Poole and Ms. Michael." I hear our driver Charles says. "Jordan," I whine and feel him loop our arms together. "Come on, mama. Just a few more steps." He says. "Okay stop," I stop and feel him open a door. "Nigga are you kidnapping me?" I asked and he laughed. "No!"

After a long while of walking and not knowing where I was, I feel Jordan stop. "Okay stand right here," He says positioning me. "Now take off the blindfold," I remove the blindfold making sure not to ruin my makeup and I look to see a candle-lit dinner with a ton of red roses. I gasp and cover my mouth.

"Jordan stop," I say looking at him as he smiles big. "Is this a prank?" I asked looking at all the decorations. "No baby," He laughs and wraps his arms around my waist. "I did this all for you," He says leaning down to capture my lips. I cup his cheek and press my lips against him.

"This is beautiful, seriously," I say pulling away and looking back around. "Come on, let's eat." He says guiding me to the table. He pulls out my chair and I sit down placing my bag behind my chair. He takes a seat and before I could say anything, I see a waiter come over with a bottle of wine.

"Good evening, my name is Roman and I'll be serving you tonight. Can I start you off with wine, my lady?" He asked looking at me. "Yes, thank you," I say looking over at Jordan who had a big smile on his face. My baby!

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Dinner went so well. I was so stuffed! "Jordan you really outdid yourself tonight," I say taking a sip of my 2nd glass of wine. And he looks so fucking good. He'll be getting it tonight for sure! "Anything for my baby," He says leaning over to peck my lips.

"The view is beautiful too. When the hell did you plan this?" I asked looking over at him. "I have my ways," He says sipping his wine with a smirk plastered over his face. I shake my head before placing my glass down on the table and moving closer to him. I cup his cheek and press my lips against his. Those lips. I love his lips. "Mmm," He says pulling away.

"Lydia, I really do like you a lot. These past few months have been life-changing and you've shown me what real love is."

"What we are building is so pure and real that I don't ever want to let you go." He says and pecks my lips.

"Lydia Gianni Michael, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked looking at me. I nod.

"Use your words, baby,"

"Yes, Jordan Anthony Poole. I will be your girlfriend." I say with a big smile. "Yes! She said yes!" He says looking over at the waiter, Roman who claps.

"I love you, Lydia," He says looking back at me. "I love you too Jordan," I say leaning in to kiss him again. I fucking love this man!

I wrap my arms around his neck and he pulls me onto his lap. His hands roam down to my ass and he gives them a squeeze which erupts a moan from me.