Dating The Freemans 2

Part 21

Jazmine's Pov.

Huey still hasn't told me where he's taking me. In the car were both silent. I look out the window at the houses we pass and the environment. I smile. Huey stops at the Freeman house and gets out of the car. I follow him. He doesn't go into the Freeman house though, he walks past it. I follow happily.

Were going to the hill. Our hill.

I remember how we walked there as kids. Huey was a stubborn jackass; he still is, but he's better now.

He stops walking when he reaches the edge of the hill, facing the city. I stand next to him. "Jazmine," he says.

"Hm?"

"I know men are after you..." this catches my attention. I turn to him and wait. "At first I thought we could both handle it, your a strong woman, and well...I'm pretty tough. And protective. If things went my way, I wouldn't let you out of the apartment unless you left with me."

He turns his whole body to face me and looks me in the eye. "But that's not possible either."

I bite my lip. "Are you breaking up with me, Huey?"

"You didn't let me finish," he says sternly. I wait. "I want people to know that your mine. Question is how..."

He digs in his pocket and pulls out a silver ring. I gasp. "The other day you proposed to me on the beach...or at least I think you did."

I beam. "Yes! I did!" I laugh nervously. I can't believe this is happening.

"And I remember you saying that all we needed was a ring," he continues. I hold out my left hand and Huey slips the ring on my finger next to the pinkie. "I figured...this is how people will know your already taken."

"Oh Huey!" I hold my hand up and gaze at the silver diamond. "Its beautiful! Eek!" I pull him into a hug.

We hold each other for a long time. When we break apart I pull his face and kiss him on the mouth...hard. Our front teeth bang together and we both grunt in pain.

"I'm sorry," I say and blush crimson.

"Its, um, Ok..." he says.

"Do I...uh, have a chance to make up for that?"

Before letting him respond, I kiss him again, gently this time. He kisses me back.

I do not want to get off this hill.

Caesar's Pov.

I thought Ming was joking when she asked me to come in for a drink. She motions me to sit on the couch and goes into the kitchen. Instead of sitting down, I follow her.

She walks up to the fridge and opens it. "Caesar! What would you like? We have some passion fruit..." she yells thinking I'm in the living room.

I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. She sqeals. "I want the passion, but I can do without the fruit."

She giggles. "Good one, Caesar. You can let me go now..."

I turn her around instead of letting her go. She wraps her arms around my neck and our foreheads touch. "Now how come you haven't even given me a kiss yet?" I ask.

"I thought we were taking this slow..." she breathes.

I chuckle. "Baby, I don't do slow."

She blushes. I pick her up and place her on the counter next to the fridge. "Caesar! My roommate could arrive any time now...please stop."

"Do you want me to?"

She looks away and her face reddens. "No."

I start to kiss her. Its starts out innocent until I lie her back on the counter and we start to use our tongues. I feel her tug my shirt up, showing that she wants to take it off. Things get steamy. I pull away before I go any further.

She sits up looking startled. "Why'd you stop?"

"You want to have sex?" I ask straightening my shirt.

"You don't??" she looks more shocked now. "Usually that's all on a guy's mind."

"Who the fuck told you that?"

"My friends told me that men usually think of us as..." she looks away and hesitates. "Sex toys."

My eyebrows shoot up. "You need new friends."

She giggles.

"Not all us niggas go like that...we can be gentlemen, y'know," I tell her.

She smiles. "You are one of them?"

"Hell yeah! If I wasn't, yo clothes would be off right now and we'd be having sex on the counter. Where you make your food."

She nods. "True..." Her tone gets serious. "Seriously though, why'd you stop?"

"Listen Ming. I respect you. And I respect your body. I want to know you..." I take her hand. "And I want your trust. To gain that trust, I have to earn it. That kind of commitment takes time..."

Ming grins and hugs me. "Oh Caesar! I have never met any man like you, my ex boyfriends always wanted to see me with my clothes off."

She pulls away and I kiss her cheek. "Thank you for respecting me," she says. "But just incase you change your mind...know that I am always game...if you want to..."

"Fuck?" I ask.

She blushes and shakes her head. "No. To make love."

This bitch is so cheesy. I smile back at her. "Aight..."

Damn. How come I feel like the woman in this relationship?