The Game of Love

Chapter Thirteen

My whole body instantly froze at his words; I didn’t know what to say. “What did you say,” I asked looking up at him into his eyes. “I said I love you and I know you not ready to say it and I understand, it’s just I have had these feelings since we were kids. I just need you to know how I feel about,” he said rubbing the back of his neck like he was nervous about what I would say. “We just really started dating and saying I love you is meant to be said when you mean it and I don’t just want to say it, so I appreciate the fact that you will wait for me to get there and I promise I will,” I said stroking my hand through his freshly cut beard. “Ok then I will wait as long as I have to then,” he said wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me into him.

Next Morning

So I woke up to the smell of food hitting my nose. When I looked over to other side of the bed I saw that Ant was not there and the suitcases I had packed were now gone. I got up and went into the bathroom to freshen up and do my hygiene thing which included brushing my teeth and washing my face. Once I was done I went downstairs to have the smell of bacon hit my nose all at once. I turned the corner to the kitchen and found Ant cooking while singing to No Love by August Alsina. He was trying his best to sound exactly like him and was doing horrible at it. “Will you please stop ruining my song,” I said holding my stomach in pain from laughing hard at him. “Wateva you know I can sing,” said as he continued to cook. “I’m sorry to tell you this baby but you cannot sing especially not an August Alsina song,” I said sitting at the island. “Wateva that nigga ain’t got nothing on me.” I didn’t say anything I just laughed it off so I wouldn’t hurt his feelings.

“So what ya cooking me,” I asked leaning over on the counter.

“I made us a bacon and cheese omelets,” he said putting the plate with the omelet in front of me. “Awww you made this for me.”

“Yea it’s my way to apologize for the way I been acting towards you this past week,” he said putting my new addiction which is orange juice in front of me. For some reason whenever I have breakfast now I have to have orange juice. I literally yelled at Ant for even taking a sip of my orange juice and ever since then he makes sure that I have my orange juice with every meal. “You didn’t have to do this, I already told you I forgive you,” I said biting into my omelet. Surprisingly it was actually good considering I never see him in the kitchen.

“So what are we doing today,” I asked chewing my food while looking at him.

“Well I gotta go down to the trap house and take care of some business,” he said while never looking up from his plate. He was literally stuffing his face like he had never eaten before. “Can you slow down before you choke to death?”

“Wateva what you doing today,” he asked taking my now empty plate to the sink. “Well since you already have your day plan I might hang with Kelsey or hang out here,” I said looking at my fingers. “I might go shopping, my nails need to be done.”

“Ok then. You need money or anything?”

“Well, let me see,” I said rubbing my chin as if I was thinking hard. “I might need a few hundred,” I said holding out my hand. He just looked at me like I had two heads. At first I thought he wasn’t going to give me anything but then he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. “Here,” he said giving me his black card. “Wait you letting me hold on to the black card,” I said getting hype. “Yea, don’t lose it and try not to spend too much.”

“Oh well, see I can’t make any promises. I been itching to by a new wardrobe and now I can,” I said going upstairs into my closet. “Look just don’t over spend to the point you can’t carry the bags you have cause I’m not about to help you drag them in.”