Just Make Him Beautiful by Mike Warren

Author:Mike Warren [Warren, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Life Changing Books
Published: 2012-12-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Several hours later, feeling depressed, I must have fallen back off to sleep because I heard the faint sound of someone knocking on the bedroom door.

“Who is it?” I asked, sitting up in the bed.

“It’s me.” Mr. Jamison opened the door and peeked in. “Can I come in?”

“It’s your house.”

Mr. Jamison entered the room and sat on the side of the bed and handed me a small silver box with a red bow wrapped around it.

I looked at the box. “What is this?”

“It’s for you, a peace offering,” he replied, smiling at me.

I opened the box and saw a silver herringbone chain with a small silver cross that had a diamond in the center. “It’s beautiful,” I responded, a big smile on my face.

“Here, let me help you put it on.” He placed the chain around my neck. He then looked at me and said, “Look, Cameron, I’m sorry for what I said earlier. I meant every word of it, but I didn’t mean to hurt you. So, for that, I apologize.”

He then held my hand. “Yo, shawty, you’re very special, and I like you a lot. You’re young though, but fine as hell. I can’t help myself, but if we start this between us, we have to do it the right way.”

“Yeah for the right way,” I squealed, as I jumped over on Mr. Jamison, and we both fell off the bed and onto the floor.

“Whoa,” Mr. Jamison responded as we both crashed on the floor. “You get excited easily, I see.”

“I’m sorry, but yeah, I do. Thank you, thank you, thank you.” I kissed every inch of his face.

“You’re welcome, welcome, welcome.” He laughed.

Then he rolled on top of me and said, “I have to run a few errands, so I’ll be out for a few hours. I left a house key and a key to one of my cars along with some money down on the kitchen table, just in case you wanted to go out and buy some clothes to wear or something. We will talk later when I get back, okay.”

He leaned down and kissed me so passionately, tongue and all, and it reminded me of the way he’d kissed me when we were at the club, and chile, I threw my legs around him for dear life. I never wanted to let him go. Mr. Jamison was a man, a gorgeous man, a beautiful man, and most importantly, my man.

*

Over the next few weeks I had become very comfortable living with Mr. Jamison, and I had learned quite a bit about him. I learned his habits, his schedule, what he liked, what he didn’t like, and his style of clothing, which was anything from business to hood. I really liked the versatility, because he looked damn good in both.

Every morning I thought, Would today be the day? I guess I should explain that. You see, when Mr. Jamison said that he wanted to do things the right way, he was referring to two things.

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