Women that say No

Chapter 40

Steph pulled up to a cliff like the ones in those prom night movies.

Flickering the bud of the second blunt out the window, all I could do is blush taking in this beautiful moment that I had never genuinely experienced.

But I was going to make the most of this.

"What's this?" I asked still smiling from ear to ear.

The city lights were a glimmer below us as we looked on as if it were our personal television screen.

"You're gorgeous I just want time to admire you, my woman. Is that okay?"

"Yes. You don't dress up bad yourself, handsome."

"Well thank you. Tonight is all about you revealing yourself to me and me revealing myself to you. It's about Us."

"You make this us thing sound so romantic."

"Nah this us thing is forever."

"How about this, you know how to roll a blunt?"

"Another one?" I giggled trying to process the question.

"Another one, for later. It's just a pre roll."

"Well let's see." I blushed holding my hand out for the bag of weed he possessed, "I think I can remember from my college days."

"Shit don't bust it down and ruin it if it's been that ancient."

"It has not been that ancient give it here boy."

"Aiight you the boss babe, do yo thing. With yo fine ass."

It had been nearly forever since I had smoked weed let alone rolled a blunt, so this feeling was quite nostalgic.

The brown sand paper cigarillo split easier than I expected, running my gel nails down the middle of it made the perfect horizontal line. This was a memory I could grasp from my past and not feel depression or guilt from.

As I released the marijuana from the tightly rolled glad bag the aroma seeped through like a Liquid softener, blessing my sense of smell with its strong yet pleasant aroma.

"You look fine as a mother fucker breaking that down girl."

"Steph stop, this is not the time."

"Then what is my dear, I'm proud to have you on my side, gorgeous."

"I wanna hear you saying that 20 years from now when we're both old and grey."

"Hell you just made me happier than a mother fuckin knowing you in it for the long run. See I told you, I knew you was feeling a nigga."

"You're very likeable." I uttered trying not to break my concentration as I broke the weed down emptying it into the blunts interior.

"Very lovable too, might as well come out and say it. You love me just as much as I love you."

"That's a strong word, you can't just throw that around sir."

"I'm throwing it at you though. Consider it love taps. Beautiful."

"Gigi's mother must've really loved you. You are very charming."

There was a slight delay in response as Steph exhaled softly.

"Yeah I loved her too. She was a beautiful person inside and out. I see a lot of her in you and I really admire you so much because you mirror her. You know they say we only find our soulmate once but I think I've found mine twice."