“And what about you? What are you wearing tonight?” he asked.
“Oh don’t worry about me, just know that I’m going to be the baddest thing in there,” I warned.
For the rest of the day, things went by quickly. I had already had my dress laid out, I just needed to go to the mall to find me some new shoes. On my way home from the mall, I dropped Harmony off to Ka’lani’s house because Lani wouldn’t be coming with us tonight to the club. I was glad because I didn’t want my daughter to have to see her mother sloppy drunk when I got home tonight. It’s not like we were forcing Ka’lani to watch the baby or anything, she didn’t want to go. She was eight months pregnant at that, so she just decided to stay home.
When I got home, it was a little after 4 p.m. I parted my hair down the middle and put my spiral rollers in my hair. We didn’t have to be to the club until 9, so I had time to take me a little nap because tonight was going to be a long night.
I woke up a little after 7 and I noticed that Otis had come home and took a nap with me as well.
“Baby get up, we need to start getting ready,” I told him.
He got up out the bed and I went to my phone on the dresser to text Lani and make sure everything was alright with her and my baby.
“Tisha come get in the shower with me,” Otis yelled from the bathroom.
I quickly put the phone back down and made my way to the shower with my man. After fooling around in the shower for too long with Otis, we finally got out. I wrapped my towel around me and started doing my hair and makeup. That took me about another 45 minutes.
I walked out the bathroom and Otis was sitting on the bed waiting for me, looking good enough to eat.
“Oh my God baby, you look so sexy,” I said, damn near drooling.
I threw the towel off and stood there in only my bra and panties. I was about to walk into the closet to get my dress when Otis stopped me.
“Baby come here,” he called me over.
I stood there in front of my man admiring his sexy face. He pulled me into him and made me straddle his lap. I tried to get up, because we were already running behind schedule.
“Baby I’m going to mess up your suit,” I whined, trying to get up.
He let what I said just fall on deaf ears. He unsnapped my bra and started sucking my breast. I looked at the time and it was a little after 8:30. I had to find a way to get up quickly because if I let Otis fuck me right now, the only thing I would want to do is tap out after.
“Baby stoppp we have to gooo,” I whined.
After one final kiss on my breast, he finally let my waist go and I stood up. I walked inside the closet and pulled out my new Alexander McQueen pink with the white lined, V-neck, waist cut-out bandage dress. First, I lotioned my whole body with my “angel’s only” from Victoria’s Secret. When I had the dress on, I threw on my nude Giuseppe Zanotti heels with the pink and gold spikes on them.
“Damn Tisha, you look bad as fuck,” my man said, grabbing a handful of my ass. Thanks to him breaking me off every night in the bedroom, my ass had gotten fatter.
“Thank you baby, now let’s go,” I said, grabbing his hand.
We left out the door and jumped inside the new Camaro. Of course, we were late as usual. I sent Ty a text message to let him know that we were on the way. Otis thought we were just coming here, just the two of us, and then we would be going to dinner. Little did he know, he had a whole bunch of people waiting for him so they could turn up with the birthday boy.
“We’re out front now,” I texted Ty.
“Okay, we ready,” he responded.
When we got to the front of the club, it was a bunch of people around the building waiting to get inside. Once we stepped foot in the club, all we heard was “Surprise!!!”
Otis looked at me like what the fuck, and I burst out laughing. I knew my baby didn’t want a surprise party but I still wanted him to have one. I spotted Tamika and Kyla sitting down in V.I.P.
“Baby, I see my girls over there. So I’m going to go with them,” I whispered in his ear.
Before I walked off, he pulled me in by my waist and put his hands on my ass.
“Alright Tisha, I’ll be with my niggas. Behave yourself tonight. Don’t get fucked up in here either dancing with no other niggas,” he warned.
I sucked my teeth and said, “And you don’t get fucked up in here either dancing with no nasty bitches. You can get one lap dance from one of the strippers and that’s it. If yo dick get a little hard, shoot me a text and I’ll meet you in the bathroom. Birthday or not, still respect me and don’t make me have to catch a case in here tonight,” I told Otis dead serious.
“Alright Tisha, it’s all about you and you know that,” Otis said, kissing my lips.