He's mine (ON HOLD)

Chapter Nine

I wake up in De'Quan's embrace. He's still fast asleep. I smile and moves his dreads out his face. His eyes slowly flutter open. I stare into his hazel eyes. "Good morning." I say with a smile.

"Good morning." He says pulling me closer

"We're going out today." I say. "Come on let's get cleaned up."

I walk into the bathroom and run my bath water. I take my shirt and pants off. I continue setting my water. "De'Quan come take a shower while I take my bath." I yell out to the bedroom. My bath is surrounded by full body mirrors. The shower has two sliding glass doors. The large sink is opposite the shower and looks antique.

The door opens and De'Quan steps inside. He quickly covers his eyes. "You're only in underwear." He whispers.

"It's ok. It's yours." I laugh.

He slowly uncovers his eyes. His eyes slowly scan over my body. I smile and slowly take off the rest of my clothing. I step into the bath and look back. His eyes are wide. "Hurry so we can get dressed." I say, smirking.

He blushes and removes his gym shorts and underwear. I smile, he's a lot bigger than I expected. I turn back to my bath and sink into the water.

When my alarm rings, I release the water from my bath. I step out and grab the towel. I dry my body off and my hair off. "Dress nice. We're going shopping and then going to dinner." I tell him as I walk into the bedroom. "There's clothes you could wear in the guest bedroom."

He comes behind me and places a kiss on my shoulder before he walks out the room. I go to my closet. I find my black, Christian Louboutin confusalta. I take them and place them on my bed. I pull on a pair of panties. I take a black, high-waist pencil skirt out. It reaches a little past my knees. It fits tightly around my ass and hips. I grab a strapless, white crop top with black polka dots. I zip it up and pull it on over my strapless bra. The bottom of the crop top is long enough to reach the top of the skirt.

I sit on the bed and pull on my heels. I loved wearing heels. These were my favorite and I only wear them on special occasions.

I go to my mirror and apply ruby red lipstick. I do my black winged eyeliner. I start on the left side of my hair and start doing a French braid around my hair. I pin the end at the start of the French braid. I pull a few strands out at the front of my hair and curl them slightly.

I sit on the bed and grab my phone. I open my messages and see a message from Scar. "Movies tonight?"

"I can't going on date with De'Quan." I reply. Just then De'Quan walks in. He's wearing a grey shirt with A leather jacket over it. He has loose jeans on with all black Jordan's. "Damn. Someone's look fine." I say walking over to him.

He blushes. "So are you." He says with his hands on my hips.

I smile and lead him out the room. We get into my car and start towards the store. De'Quan is staring out the window, watching the tress fly by. "What's up?" I ask.

"I always wondered how rich people live. I always wanted to live in a big house and never worry about money. Now my dream is coming true. You invited me into your home. Now you're buying me very expensive clothing. I really appreciate it, but can I ask you something?" He says. The look on his face shows he's worried.

"Of course." I put my hand over his.

"Now that we're dating, does that mean those dudes won't be staying over anymore?" His eyes show hope.

"They're my best friends. If they come over you'll be there and they won't be allowed in my room. I also won't have them over as often." I look at him.

"Alright, as long as you all aren't alone." He says.

"Why do you ask?" I feel curious as why he's saying that now.

"You have to know that Scar likes you." He laughs.

"He does not." I defend him.

"He sits close to you, he stares at you when you're not looking and he is always there no matter what." He points out.

"You have a point, but today is about us. Now, that we made it here, let's go get you some supplies for our house." I smile as I say that and step out the car.

I walk around the car and grab his hand. We walk inside hand in hand. We go inside H&M, Versace, Gucci, Prada, Dolce & Gabbana, Loro Piana and Armani. We grab anything he likes. He bought more shirts and shoes than anything else. We walk to the food court with both of our arms full.

We both decide to get Chinese food today. I grab my usual and let him get whatever he wants. I pay and we find a seat. We put all our stuff under the table.

We're about to leave until a woman walks up to our table. "De'Quan is that you? It's been so long." She says.

De'Quan looks her and smiles. "Alexandrea, hey." He stands up and gives her a hug.

I stand up and smile.

She looks me up and down. She turns back to De'Quan and looks him up and down. "You look good." She says.

"Thank you, I finally got away from my house." He keeps talking to her.

I clear my throat. "I'm Kacey, his girlfriend." I say extending my hand.

She shakes my hand. "I'm Alexandrea." She says sharply.

"What have you been up to?" De'Quan asks her, ignoring me.

I pick up my half of the bags and start walking towards my car. I take out my phone and go to my messages. "I'll be in the car when you're done with your 'friend'." I quickly text him before getting to my car.

I pop my trunk and place the bags in. I close the truck hard. I get into the driver's seat and start my car. I turn on my radio and turn on the Bluetooth. I connect my phone and turn on Gucci Gang by Lil Pump. I lean back and close my eyes.

After the song ends, the door opens. De'Quan gets in and throws his bags into the back seat. I put the car into reverse and back out of the parking lot. It's still early for dinner, so I decide to go home and clear space in my closet.

The whole ride home neither of us said a word. I get home and get out. I pull the bags out the trunk. I go inside and head straight to my room. I take off my heels and go into my closet. I take down most of my spring of summer clothes. I put them into boxes and tuck it on top of the closet. I start hanging clothes quietly.

"What's wrong?" De'Quan whispers, startling me.

"Who was she?" I ask him.

"We knew each other when we were younger. I don't like her at all." He tries to reassure me.

"You didn't act like it when you completely ignored me, or when I just walked away and you continued to talk to her." I sound hurt.

"I know and that was wrong of me. I was just surprised. You're the only one I want." His apology makes me sigh.

"I just have trust issues and I'm scared. I never felt this strongly about someone. I'm scared you'll hurt me." I put my feelings on the table.

He turns me around and looks me in the eyes, "I'll never, ever hurt you. I love you. I want your trust and patience with me. I'm surprised you like how timid I am." He says blushing.

I smile. "I love you for you. I love ordering for you, I love spoiling you, I love cuddling you, and I love that I have control." I say in a seductive tone.

He smiles and leads me to bed. We lay in bed talking about what the future will bring.