"So you have a child?" I ask
"Yes." Sabrina answer
I look at her daughter, she looks at me and shyly looks down.
"Hi my name is Gabriel Renzo. What's yours?" I smile
She smiles, "Mahogany. Mahogany Ramona Renzo."
Renzo?
I look at Sabrina, she looks...
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Sabrina and I were both quiet in the café, not saying a single word to each other. Thankfully, no one was in the café this morning.
When I awoke this morning to find her and myself in my bed asleep, naked, I was shocked that we went that far last night. I got out of bed, took a shower, put on my running clothes, and went on my morning run, recapping everything that happen last night. I regret that we had sex intoxicated but I don't regret my feelings while we were doing it and the things I said. I miss making love to Sabrina and my hands and lips touching her bare-naked skin. And the way she was screaming my name, I'm getting turned on right now just thinking about it. I still and will always love Sabrina, and I want to be with her forever. She's literally the only woman I see myself with.
"So... about last night?" She finally speaks.
"Last night was..." I extend.
"Fun," She blurts out.
"Yeah, it was fun," I chuckle, "It was also... good?" I question.
"Um... yeah." She chuckles lightly, "It was good. Really good." She pulls a piece of her hair behind her ear and bites her bottom lip, "Gabe, what we did last night shouldn't have happen."
I throw my hands up, "I totally agree. It shouldn't have happened like that." She nods, "But what I said and the way I felt while we were having sex was true." I grab her hand, "Sabrina, I love you and I want us to be together again." Before she could respond the barista comes with our coffee. "Thank you," I smile.
She smiles and leaves, but soon returns. "I'm sorry to bother you both, but can I get you guy's autograph," She smiles handing us a copy of Sabrina's magazine.
"Sure," I chuckle signing the magazine.
I hand the magazine to Sabrina. She signs it and hands it back to her. "There you go," Sabrina smiles. "You guys have a really cute family and you guys are a beautiful couple. I'm glad you two are back together," The girl walks off before we could correct her.
"Back to us," I say. She takes a sip of her coffee, "Gabe, I love you too and I felt something last night also," She takes another sip, "but I think we should take things-"
"Marry me?" I cut her off.
"W-what?" She questions.
I get up from my seat, "Sabrina," I kneel on the floor and hold her hand, "I can't live another minute without you. Will you marry?"
She snatches her hand away, "I can't marry you, not like this. We're just coming back on good terms. I really want to take things slow." She looks down, "Can we please leave? I have to get Mahogany from your parents." I nod.
I pay for the bill and leave a tip on the table and walk outside. We walk out the front door off the café to only be met by the paparazzi, asking her a thousand questions, and taking pictures of her. Sabrina push past them. As Sabrina runs across the street, a black car comes barreling towards her, not stopping. "Sabrina!" I yell. I run in the road and push her out of the way. We both fall and land on the sidewalk. "Are you alright?" I ask.
