This was the first time that I ever in my life had to go after a woman because I was used to them coming after me. Toya, come over here because I have something that I want to ask you,” Dre said.
All of the woman started hooting and hollering because most of us knew what was about to go down. Hell, at this point, I think I knew it too. I watched as Toya set down her plate of food on the table and then made her way on the stage. Dre pulled her in his arms and shared a quick kiss with her and then her pulled her to the side.
“What I’m trying to say, T, is that I love you, lil’ mama, and I want to continue spending the rest of my life with you. You make a nigga feel like all of this other shit that’s going on around me doesn’t matter, as long as I’m coming home to you at the end of the day. Latoya Diaz, my best friend, my everything, I promise you would make me the happiest man alive if you say yes to this question that I’m about to ask you,” Dre said.
He reached in his pocket, pulled out a small black box and got down on one knee. “Will you marry me, baby?” he asked, and Toya screamed yes.
I applauded for my girl because she deserved that ring. Dre slid the ring on her finger and when he stood up, he picked her up and the two of them engaged in a passionate kiss in front of everybody. Everyone in the room was on their feet, clapping.
When Dre put Toya down, she grabbed both of his hands and placed them on her small baby bump. Dre’s eyes grew with excitement and Toya nodded her head yes, confirming that it was indeed true. The look on Dre’s face was priceless, and if I’m not mistaken, I think I even saw a tear fall from his eye.
Today was such a beautiful day. To witness my best friend get engaged was a beautiful sight to see because almost a year ago, Toya’s man was her work. Toya worked her ass off and she never had anyone to come home to but her damn dog, Prada. Out of all people, I never would have thought that Toya would hook up with Dre’s thugged out ass, but she did, and the two of them were happy as ever. I swear black love was such a beautiful thing to witness.
After we finished eating again, we opened the gifts, danced, and played a few more games. The baby shower/school assembly/engagement party/baby reveal was a huge success, and now I couldn’t wait to get my ass home, kick my feet up, and just get some much needed rest.
Chapter 16: Chantel
For the month or so that Davion and I have been a couple, it seemed that for the first time in my life something actually felt right. I was able to sleep peacefully at night, knowing that I didn’t have any ill intentions with this man, and knowing that I wasn’t out here living foul. I never knew what love was before I got with Davion, but I knew for a fact that I loved him. I didn’t know if he loved me, but it still didn’t hinder the way that I felt about him.
This man supported me in everything that I did, and times when I wanted to stop writing this book, he was there for me, pushing me through it every step of the way. If it weren’t for him, I knew without a doubt that this book would have never been finished because I would have given up. Because of him, 315 pages later, I was sending my book to a publisher and hoping that this book did wonders. Nothing in this book was fiction, except for the names that I used so I wouldn’t have to call anybody out.
This book was going to be a positive reinforcement mainly for teens who had a greed for money. Maybe this book would change their whole perception of life. I knew without a doubt that if I had never met Davion, I would still be somewhere living foul because I never had somebody in my corner who actually saw something in me. Past dudes that I used to fuck with, the only thing they wanted from me was some head and some pussy. These niggas didn’t care about what my favorite color was, what I liked to do for fun, or my childhood experiences. I couldn’t place the blame on them because they were only giving me the respect that I earned. I wasn’t giving them nothing to respect, so they treated me as such.
“Hey, he’s downstairs whenever you’re ready to come down,” Davion said, coming into the bathroom as I finished putting the final curls in my hair.
Today I was meeting Davion’s son, DJ, and I was more than happy. This step showed me that Davion trusted me enough to be in the same room as his son, and it made me feel that things between us were getting pretty serious.
“Okay, I’m coming now. I don’t know why, but I’m so nervous,” I said as I walked out of the bathroom and turned the light off behind me.
“You have no reason to be nervous. That’s a little boy down there and he’s happy to finally get the chance to meet you because I have been telling him about you for weeks now,” Davion said as he walked up to me and placed his arms around my waist.
I smiled because it was the littlest things that he continued to do that made me feel special.
“What did you tell him about me?” I asked, as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“I told him that you’re daddy’s new girlfriend and that you were going to be in my life now, and I wanted you to meet him. My son knows that his mother and I are never getting back together, and I didn’t want to bring another female around him until I felt like I was ready. I know for a fact that I’m ready now,” Davion said and I smiled and kissed his lips.
“Okay, let’s go so I can meet him.”
We took the circular stairway, and when we reached the living room, I saw a little boy sitting down on the couch watching TV. Once I got close enough and took in his features, I realized that Davion’s son was absolutely beautiful. He had his long hair going back in about four big braids that stopped in the middle of his back. He was the spitting image of his father. He had big brown eyes and pretty long eye lashes. He was dressed casually in a pair of Jordan basketball shorts and the matching shirt with the shoes. I co
uldn’t stop staring at him because he was just that handsome.
“DJ, this is daddy’s girlfriend that I was telling you about. Come give Chantel a hug,” Davion told his son.
He got up from the couch, came over and gave me a hug.
“It’s nice to meet you, handsome. You look just like your daddy,” I told him, after he had pulled away.
When he smiled, I noticed that he was missing two of his front teeth and I almost died when I saw those deep dimples.
“Okay, now that’s everyone is acquainted, let’s go so we can have some fun,” Davion said.
He reached for the remote and turned off the TV in the living room. We walked out of the house, looking like the perfect family. Whoever DJ’s mother was, I was in no shape or form to try to steal her position, but if I planned on being in Davion’s life for the rest of my life, then that meant that DJ would be around. When he was around, I was going to make sure I set good examples for him.
Once we were in the car, Davion took off. He said that we were going to Dave and Busters, since it was his son’s favorite place to go. I was on board because I had never been before, so it would be a first time experience. Hell, many of the things that I have been doing with Davion lately had been new to me. My favorite thing to do with him was after we finished having sex, he would hold me in his arms and whisper sweet nothings to me. I had never in my life experienced that type of treatment because I was used to niggas bouncing right after they got what they wanted from me, and then leaving a couple of Benjamin Franklin’s on my dresser. Funny how the times have changed though.
Ten minutes later, we pulled up to Dave and Buster’s. Davion parked the car and all three of us got out. DJ and I each grabbed one of Davion’s hands and we all walked inside. Once we were seated in the restaurant area, I began to look at the menu. I felt so dumb because I’ve always thought that Dave and Buster’s was just an arcade. I didn’t know that it actually had a restaurant in it as well.