Prove Your Love (Worth It: Book 2)

Chapter 9: Nothing Even Matters

"So are you gonna go see her," Kevin asked a few nights later.

"Hell no! I can't imagine what she has to say to me. For all I know she could be setting me up. No thank you. I'm good."

"I feel you. I wouldn't be down to go either," he said plopping down on the bed beside me. I leaned my head on his shoulder. "I'm tired," I sighed. Kevin kissed the side of my forehead. "Get some sleep," he said sliding further back into the bed.

"No. That's not what I meant." I huffed. "I meant I'm tired of people always sticking their nose where it don't belong. I'm tired of being tried. Just tired. I mean---I know I messed up bad with you, but Mena using it to try to get at you is low. And Lee--- he's just mad cuz he got kicked to the curb." I sighed. "Like everywhere I turn it's drama. I'm over it babe."

Kevin moved closer to me and kissed the back of my shoulder. "So how about we plan a lil vacation and get out of here for a while?"

I slightly turned my neck around. "And go where Kev?"

He rubbed my arms. "Where do you wanna go?"

I leaned back into his chest and thought about it for a moment. "I don't know. Paris. Rome. Holland. Ooh. Cuba!"

"I meant places we can afford," he mumbled as he sent small kisses down the back of my neck.

I turned to look at him and sat on my knees. "I can afford those places."

"No. Your daddy's money can afford those places. Not yours. You work at a little boutique off of 7th street," Kevin said matter-of-factly.

I grinned at him. "That shows how much you know."

"What," Kevin said as his lips teased into a smile.

I tapped his leg. "Get dressed."

"Why?"

"Because I'm taking you somewhere." I threw a shirt at him. "Now come on and get dressed."

Kevin looked at me and grinned. "Okay. Fine. I'm getting dressed."

I looked back at him and grinned as I tossed my dress back over my body. "Good." I slid my foot into my flip flops, and stood from the bed. "You ready," I said as I headed towards the bedroom door. "Almost," Kevin said as he laced up his sneakers. I left out of the room after grabbing my phone and went into the living room. "I'm leaving out," I yelled out to Kevin. Within seconds he appeared in the living room. "I'm ready baby. Let's roll."
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On the ride down Kevin kept asking me where we were going. He looked befuddled when we pulled up to the art gallery on 5th street. I turned off the car and opened up the car door. "Come on," I encouraged. "Lyssa where are you going? We can't go in there. It's closed." I grinned at him and continued walking to the door. Kevin hurriedly got out of the car after me. "Alyssa. Get back here," he whispered. I turned my head and smiled at him. "Come on. Let's go." Kevin rushed up to me and nearly fainted when he saw I had the keys. "Alyssa! Did you steal the keys?"

I laughed. "Don't worry. I'm cool with the owner," I said as I placed the key in the lock. I turned the knob and opened the door. Kevin followed me inside. "Baby, I'm pretty sure we cannot be in here." I grabbed Kevin's hand and pulled him with me around the gallery. "Come on. This is gonna be fun! We aren't gonna get caught," I winked. "Trust me."

Kevin shook his head. "Who the hell am I about to marry?"

"A total badass aaand the co-owner of this gallery," I said turning back around to face him.

Kevin stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh my goodness. Baby! What? Are you---"

I nodded my head and smiled. Kevin scooped me up into a hug. "Wow. Congratulations baby! How'd this happen? I want all the details yo!" He smiled. "And who's the other co-owner? Is it someone I know?"