Love Lasts

5: The Talk

Damon (Royal) in MM.

Kalia POV

After a long day with Damon, we're finally back at his house and it's time for me to relax. I watch as he brings the last of the shopping bags in the room. He said he wanted me to have clothes and shoes at his house too, so while we were out he bought me everything from Jordans to heels, makeup to another flat iron and curler, and even pads. He went to VS and spent over $200 on every lace product known to man. He went all out, and all I can say is that I'm glad to have someone like him to satisfy my wants and needs. I'm exhausted but there is one thing still burning a hole in the back of my mind. where we stand?

"KK!" I hear him call my name as soon as I am about to lay down in his big comfortable ass California King sized mattress. I roll my eyes and go back downstairs.

I go to the living room and don't see him, so I went to the game room and he isn't there. I continue to walk room to room, growing frustrated by the second.

"Kalia!" He calls my name again. I make my way to the basement to see him propped up watching the game like I haven't spent the past 5 minutes upstairs looking for his ass. He's about to light a blunt when he notices me. He motions for me to come over and when I do, he pats his lap, I straddle him.

The first thing I notice is that he is playing with his goatee, which he does when he's either in deep thought or upset at something. He's obviously not upset, so what the fuck is he thinking so hard about.

I get bored waiting for him to start talking, so I reach up and start to play in his waves. I love his hair, it's so soft and it turns me on when I play in it. I take the lighter from him and lights his blunt for him. Then I start playing in his hair again. I notice him starting at my titties and slap his arm. He lowly chuckles.

He finally breaks the silence, and the first thing he says is, "I don't know how you expect me to focus when you got your sexy ass titties all in my face."

I forgot I only had on my bra. I took my shirt off upstairs.

"What do you want?" I say in attempt to get the conversation back on track.

"Why was you crying earlier?" He says after he exhaled smoke to the side. I wasn't crying. I think to myself. "Something you said." I say simply.

He looked at me as if he wanted me to continue. "I guess you're trying to tell me, you're finally ready for this conversation."

He nods, "That's why I got my blunt." He says and I laugh.

"Well okay, you know how you always call me bae and kiss on me and stuff?" I slowly question him.

"Yea and?" He retorts. I put my hand on his chest, noticing that he is getting anxious.

"Relax." I whisper. Then I continue, "Well I feel like, you lead me on. Because one minute, you're giving me signs that, I'm your baby and shit and then when I act on these actions and try to talk to you, you brush it off."

There is a long silence after I finish my statement and then he looks at me.

"Listen, I know you get antsy and shit. Don't think I don't notice that shit cus I do ma. The thing is, I ain tryna have no title on us cus that shit will fuck up my head. I ain ready for that shit. I wanna make you happy and I wanna please you in every way possible but with my mindset, I can't do that right now."

He stops talking when he notices tears in my eyes. I take this as my opportunity to speak.

"Then why won't you act on it? I want you to claim me, I want every aspect of you. I want to be able to wake up to you every morning and smile because I know you're all mine. I want that stuff and I'm pretty sure you do too. I want you to trust me. We can grow together and we can strengthen each other, Damon!" I yelled as I wiped my tears.