Made to Love: Carmen and Cooper's Story (10 page)

“
I think that’s a wonderful idea,”
my father says with a raise of his glass.

“
What to?” My mother and I raise
our wine glasses to meet theirs.

Cooper says, “Let us drink to
love, which is nonexistent, unless it is shared by two.”

After I take a sip, I want to feel his lips,
the toast is brilliant. It makes me think of my mother just saying
that our love is like theirs. My heart is filled with joy. I guide
him to the living room, out of sight of my parents and plant one on
him. It is brought with all the feelings I have for him. He has no
choice but to wrap his arms around my hips and kiss me back. We
gaze at each other then head back to serve dinner.

I remove the chicken from the oven, it smells
of Italian dressing and spices. It is moist with juices flowing out
of it as I cut a small portion to make sure no pink resides. I’ve
always been extra cautious cooking it because of all the things
that can happen if it’s not cooked to completion. The stove top has
a frying pan with freshly sliced potatoes that were fried with
organic oil. The pot to the left is filled with green beans,
flavored just like my mother taught me. The white rolls have
already been placed in the center of the table. They are met with a
glass holder which contains butter. The blue dishes are already on
the table ready for the occupants to pick them up and dig in. I
allow my parents to begin first as I fill the blue goblets of
water. My mom seems impressed with my cooking skills and said
everything looks wonderful.

My dad nods in agreement as he
samples the potatoes. “Very good, Sweet Pea,” he says and sits
down.

“
If you think this is good, just
wait until you see the raspberry swirl cheesecake I made from
scratch last night.”

I giggle as Cooper collects both
our plates so we can join our dinner party. Once are plates are
loaded, we sit down. Gathering hands around the table, we thank the
Lord for this food, and the nourishment it will provide to our
bodies. “Amen,” we all say at the same time. The table gets quiet
as everyone enjoys their meal. The chicken is tender and almost
melts in the mouth. The seasoning has everyone licking their lips.
Very soon, the blue on the plates can be seen again. We all lean
back from fullness.

Everyone again compliments me on
my menu selection this evening. I blush from all the attention.
Cooper kisses me on the cheek, saying he will take care of the
dishes if I’d like to offer my folks some coffee before
dessert.

“
Thanks, babe. Now do you see what
I’m referring to mom?” I grin in her direction as I invite them in
the living room for coffee.

“
He is quite the gentleman,
Carmen” my father says in meaningful voice. “I have no complaints.
Yet, that is.” He starts to laugh.

“
Oh Dad, you know I wouldn’t have
even thought about settling down if I didn’t think the man would be
worth it.” I hug him tightly.

Cooper comes in with coffee. He’s
the most relaxed I’ve seen him all evening. “Would you like some
coffee?” I ask him.

“
No, thank you, don’t need any
caffeine this late, I’ll be up all night,” he replies.

I think,
Oh you’ll be up alright
. His eyes
are on me as if reading my dirty thoughts, and he shakes his head
gently, as if to call me a naughty girl without words. Now is the
perfect time to end the evening with my baked goods. I want to get
my hand on his goods sooner, rather than later. I cut the
cheesecake into four slices and serve them on white saucer plates
with dark blue trim. Silence is all around the room, as everyone
eats until the plates are clear of any crumbs.

“
So what did you think?” I ask all
of them as I collect the plates and forks. They say everything was
delicious.

I hate to see my parents go, but at least
they’ll be in town for a few more days. We thank them for coming to
dinner, and they thank us for having them. My mom hugs Cooper and
tells him how pleased she is to finally meet the man who has made
her daughter happy. My dad squeezes me tight and extends his hand
to Cooper and tells him it was a pleasure to meet him. Cooper waves
them off and closes the door, giving me that look I’ve been waiting
for all night.

My dress hits the hardwood floor.
We never make it to the bedroom
.

Chapter
Eighteen

Halloween is here and the birthday boy is
still sleeping. Watching him sleep has become one of my favorite
activities. His lips are slightly parted and he always frowns when
he doesn’t feel me against him. He is the love of my life, so why
am I scared to tell him? Cooper starts waking up and those sexy
eyes are on me.

“
Happy Birthday,” I
say.

He touches my face. “It is only happy because
of you.”

Smiling I say, “Your party is going to be
wonderful.”

It is evident he doesn’t believe me, and now
it is time to tell him the unpleasant news. I’m hesitant as I don’t
want to say anything to ruin his day but I also don’t want him to
be blindsided either.

“
There’s something I need to tell
you”

He raises an eyebrow at my serious tone. A
look of concern cast across his face.

“
Your dad is coming…and he is
bringing your mom.”

He instantly grips his head with both hands.
His nostrils flare as his arms come down, his anger is apparent
without him speaking a word. This is why I have avoided telling
him.

“
She knows that she is only being
tolerated for your dad, it will be okay.”

Finally Cooper speaks, “That’s
when she left.”

Confused by his statement, I say,
“What?”

He closes his eyes, “She left on my birthday
that is why I don’t celebrate.”

“
Oh baby, I am so sorry. Why
didn’t you tell me?” I reach for his hand.

Kissing my hand, he says,
“
My
Carmen, you
should know by now that I would do anything for you despite my
discomfort.”

“
You should have told me. We need
to start making happy memories to take away that one.”

Pulling the covers down, I find Cooper’s penis
and give him the best blow job ever.

“
Babe, I have to go and meet my
mom,” I yell from the shower. “We have to ensure that everything is
perfect for tonight.”

Cooper enters the shower and kisses my
shoulder. He presses his erected penis against my
backside.

Jumping out of the shower, I sadly say, “No
sir, no time for that.”

“
My
Carmen you can’t leave me like this.” Looking
back at his pleasing cock, I shake my head and force myself to
leave.

When I arrive at Hyatt, my mom is
speaking to the manger. She is a lovely women and she knows it. Men
are always checking her out, although she only has eyes for my dad.
They met in college, and in those days, interracial dating was not
the norm, like it is now. That didn’t stop them. He says she is the
most exquisite women with her petite figure, minus the breast area,
as those are anything but petite. She stands at 5’7, mostly all
legs. Another asset I inherited from her. She keeps her hair short
in a layered razor cut. Her natural color is dark brown, but she
gets a few highlights in the front which does wonders in making her
skin glow. Her skin is flawless, no wrinkles.

Taking care of her skin is one of
her top priorities and she prides herself on that. Our eyes are the
same hazel color. She is beauty at its best. My father knew he
would marry her. According to my mom, she fell in love with daddy
once he said hello. She says he was the sexiest man she had ever
seen. Being a proper lady, she played hard to get, but she already
had their wedding planned before the first date. My parents are
strong individuals. They both lost friends because he is African
American and she is Hispanic. In the end love conquered.

My mom spots me and says, “Angel,
stop day dreaming.” She smiles. “Let’s go see our
masterpiece.”

The room is enormous. Beautiful chandeliers
are perfectly spaced in the middle of the room. Recessive lighting
makes up the remainder of the ceiling. A simple black tablecloth
with white webs going around the skirt is placed on every table.
Black and orange tied-dyed roses are used as the centerpiece. Small
crystal pumpkins are spread around the vase, each complete with its
own orange tea light. The place setting has a solid black dinner
plate with rhinestones marking the whole outer rim and there is
medium sized plate on top. The outer circle is uniquely designed
with orange and black skulls and spiders. A bowl with black and
white stripes is directly above that. A decorative orange pumpkin
is found in every bowl.

The silverware is placed to the
right, and an orange napkin held together by vampire fangs is
placed to the left. My mother is a creative genius. Cooper is going
to love this.
The tables designated to
hold the food are located at the back of the room. A wet bar is
placed conveniently at the end of the buffet. Fancy glass jars in
the shape of ghosts are located on each side of the bar. One is
filled with candy corn, the other with mini pumpkins. A dance floor
made of wood is to the left where the DJ will mix the hottest jams.
A smaller square shape table is located to the right as the
entrance. It is covered with a black and orange chevron pattern
tablecloth. There are two balloons with the same colors taped to
every edge. A single wrapped gift with a gold bow sets atop of it;
I know it’s from my parents, since the party hasn’t begun
yet.

“
Mom, this is amazing,” I say,
unable to control my smiling.

“
Well I knew you would love it, I
sure hope Cooper does.” She sighs.

“He will Mom, I just know it. How
about we hit the bar for a much deserved drink?”

“
That would be a real treat,
Carmen. Please lead the way.”

I order for us both.

“
A glass of chardonnay for her,
and a dirty martini for me, extra olives please,” I say without
taking a breath in a between.

“
My little girl has grown dirty on
me, huh?” My mom bats her eyes.

“
No mother, you are the dirty one,
not I.” I laugh.

“
That’s the key to a successful
marriage.”

Our drinks arrive, and I down mine quickly. I
want to check in the room, and then check on my birthday boy. I
can’t wait to see him.

“
Wow, you drank that like a lush,”
my mom chuckles.

“
Well duty calls,” I say. “I must
check in and then see when my birthday boy will be arriving.” I
beam then place a $20.00 bill on the counter to cover our
drinks.

“
Is my daughter horny? Rushing to
leave me at the bar, it’s shameful.”

“
Oh mother, I’m not rushing, I
just have an agenda.”

I walk to the counter at the lobby, and
realize the reservations are under “Jackson.”

The gentleman at check in asks for the last
name, I say “Jackson.”

He says “I have a reservation for a king suite
under the name of Jackson/Williams. Is that the correct
one?”

“
Yes,” I reply, before panicking
about not being able to get the key. Cooper never lets me down, he
thinks of everything.

He hands me a key to the room, and ask if I
need help with my bags.

“
No thanks,” I call as I rush
towards the elevator. I step in once it arrives, and hit the number
13. I am on my way up to suite 1307.

It is like heaven inside. The king
size bed is luxurious with soft blankets, and lots of pillows.
Cooper must have put in a special request because usually only two
pillows come to a bed, and there six here. Reaching in my bag I
retrieve my phone.

Me:
Hey
birthday boy. We are in suite 1307. Hurry up and get
here.

After pressing send, I dial Marcia to confirm
her attendance for the evening.

On the second ring she picks up and says,
“Guess who got invited to a Halloween party as someone’s
date?”

“
Hmm, let me think. Could it be
you?” I say sarcastically.

“
Duh, of course it’s me, why else
would I be so excited if it was someone else?”

“
So does that mean you’re not
coming to Cooper’s birthday bash tonight?”

“
Of course I am silly; I’m just
coming with David, that’s all.”

“
Oh, you are going with David.
Nice. Remember it starts at 8, so no seducing David.”

“
I will make no promises,
especially since my costume is my birthday suite.”

“
Marcia, please wear clothes.”
Marcia laughs and ends the call.

Giselle texts me and lets me know she will be
coming to the party solo.

Still no response from Cooper.