Zatima: We really doing this...The Sequel

Those Hands.

HEYYY!!!! My MAN PROPOSED TO ME!!!! I am a Fianccceeeeee nowwww 💍💍💍🤍🤍🤍

Fatima POV
I can't believe I am looking out the window of Zac's black Tesla, humming to the sounds of Anita Baker...caught up in the rapture of love...but here I am. And I feel safe, I feel at home. I try my best to push those thoughts to the back of my head and not look over at him.

However I can't help but to keep sneaking glances at him out the side of my eye. Damn he looks so good. He smells even better.

Zac-damn I missed hearing beautiful voice of yours.

He says in a sexy raspy low voice that I miss so much. He snaps me out of my thoughts.

Fatima-I know you do, you use to want to lay in my lap and want me to sing to you and rub your head.

Zac bites his bottom lip and looks over and smiles at her.

Zac-yea...you always showed me the love that I missed all my life.

Fatima looks away from him and back out the window. However he doesn't keep his gaze off of her, as they turn into her driveway.

Zac turns off the car and Fatima unbuckles her seatbelt.

She looks at Zac with a puzzled look.

Fatima-what you turn off the car for?

Zac-uh...just out of habit.

Fatima-oh...okay...well thank you so much for the ride.

She says as she starts to get out the car. Zac gets out as well.

Zac-can I walk you to your door?

Fatima-well...I was planning on going through the garage.

They both look at each other and laugh.

Zac-still a smart ass

Fatima just smiles and looks away, and sighs.

Fatima-Zac...what are you trying to ask?

Zac puts his hands in his pocket and nervously looks around.

Zac-I'm saying, Fatima may I come in? And just chill with you for a little?

Fatima sighs and closes her eyes. She turns around from facing him and starts walking towards the garage door, she motions for him to follow her.

Zac has a huge smile that appears on his face.

Zac POV
I follow her into the house, as my eyes watch her hips sway in this dress. The way I just want to grip onto her ass, it takes everything in me not too.

We get into the house, she leads us to the living room. I look around the house, oh how I missed coming over here. I have flashbacks of showing her this house, which was the first time I met her. Flashbacks of surprising her with a fully furnished home...flashbacks of making sweet love to her in every single room. I feel myself starting to grow hard at just the thought of that.

Fatima always knew how to made a house feel like a home.

Fatima-well have a seat...Hennessy?

I sit down on her white plush couch, and smirk at her.

Zac-yeah...that's coo.

She smiles as she heads into the kitchen to grab drinks for the both of us. She comes back with a glass of Hennessy for me, and a glass of red wine for her.

She hands me the glass, and sets her down. As she sits down next to me.

She starts to take off her heels.