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We entered and it was empty. I half expected to see some people here, but there was no one here. Like the first time I witnessed it, the art on the ceiling took my breath away. The marble stairs with polished wooden railings greeted us.

“Mavie!” Stevie let my hand go and rushed to her husband, who was dressed in a suit, with two gold pins on his lapel.

His hardened expression softened when he saw his wife. Before he allowed her to hug him, he spun her around and sang her praises, which had her blushing. She needed that from him, and I loved that for her.

He kissed her lips a few times, as she held him around the neck. Like his brother, his hand went directly to her ass, giving it a squeeze.

“You wanna fuck my wife, Paris?”

The nice moment was soiled the minute this nigga called me another damn city in Europe. “Hi Menace,” I greeted.

Low music played through the library, and I listened to John Legend croon out the words. “Pooh?”

I heard his voice.

My body knew he was near.

Goosebumps appeared on my arms, as I looked around, and my eyes landed on him. He was standing at the top of the steps. “Hi baby,” I greeted.

He wore an all-black suit, and his accessories were all black. Like his brother, he had a pin on his lapel, but only one while Menace wore two. Slowly, he walked down the steps to come to me.

“You look pretty, baby,” he complimented me, and now I felt like Stevie. My cheeks were about to come off my face with how hard I was blushing.

“Thank you, Handsome. What are we doing here?”

“Baby, she slow, too… damn,” I heard Menace mutter, and Stevie shushed him, as I paid attention to my man.

“Navy Bleu, when I met you, I never knew how much of an impact that you would have on my life. Wasn’t really looking for love, and then I met you reading in the middle of a dinner party.”

“The book was more interesting,” I playfully shrugged.

“Pooh, I find myself thinking about our future. Wanting to be with you all the time, see you smile. I feel high when I’m with you, Pooh.

My feet never touch the ground until I’m away from you.

We laugh together, and that’s something I haven’t done in a long time genuinely.

I can sit with you in silence or listen to you bicker that your Sims got knocked up. ”

“She’s always getting knocked up.”

I heard jingling and saw Mink coming down behind him. “I want forever with you, and I don’t want to wait forever to do that,” he kissed my lips when he finally made it down to me.

Taking my hand, he pulled me behind him, around the staircase and into a room filled with books. It wasn’t the books that were the focus in this moment. Each of the study tables had a picture of us together.

He printed the pictures we took and sat them on the table. When I looked up, I squealed and fell to my knees. My parents, grandparents, aunt, uncles, and Greene were standing there.

“No, you… no,” I sobbed, as he helped me back to my feet and laughed, while hugging me.

I tried to walk away, and he pulled me back to his arms. “I never witnessed what real and true love looked like.”

“Um, hello?” Stevie coughed, offended.

I turned to look at her, and more tears fell when I saw Kora and Zoya standing next to Menace and Stevie.

Landon shot Stevie a look. “I realized love isn’t complicated. It doesn’t take much, and it doesn’t change you. It makes you better, forces you to want to heal, and give in to it. Pooh, I can’t do this without you. I don’t want to do this without you, and I want to be your husband.”

He got down on one knee and I backed away holding my mouth. I remember when me and Greene talked about how we would act if we ever got engaged. I told her I hated when women did all that screaming and running and look at me.

Squealing and running away, watching Landon get down on one knee in front of my family, his family, and books. “I couldn’t imagine a better place to ask my bookworm if she wants to be my wife.”

My makeup was ruined, even though I kept it light today. My voice was sore from the way I was squealing when he opened the velvet box and showed me the diamond ring. The blue oval cut diamond ring was beautiful.

I stared down at him and could tell he was nervous. He didn’t know what I would say, but he put himself out there and asked me a question not many men had the heart to ask. I looked at my mother, Greene, and aunt hugging each other with tears coming down their face, as they watched me.

My grandmother kissed her hands and nodded, giving me the blessing that I thought I would always need. If my grandmother didn’t approve, I couldn’t be with the person. That didn’t apply when it came to Landon.

My heart knew he was the one before I did.

“I’m not ready for this, Landon.”

He swallowed his spit and looked at me with that same look. “And that’s fine, Pooh. I’m always on your ti?—”

“Navy Bleu, stop playing in that man’s face!” my mother choked out, laughing through her tears, because she knew me so well.

I busted out laughing through my tears, as I watched Landon take a sigh of relief. “Why you playing with me, Bleu?”

I kneeled down, taking his face into my hands and kissing his lips. “Baby, nothing would make me happier than being your wife, Don.”

“You full of jokes while I feel like I’m gonna fucking throw up.”

“Don’t do that shit near us,” Menace added.

Kora and Zoya were in tears, as they held onto each other. His hands were shaking as he removed the ring from the box and slipped it onto my finger. “I love you so much, baby.”

I kissed his lips. “Say it.”

“I love you, Navy Bleu Caselli.”

“My new initials will be NBC,” I laughed, hugging him tightly.

He kissed my ear. “Nothing but cock.”

“Landon, please no… I don’t even read books that have that word,” I broke out laughing. “And you don’t even use that word.”

“Tell me what word I be using.” He pecked my lips.

“Our families are here.”

“Tell me, Pooh.”

I ignored him when I saw my father coming behind us. “Daddy!”

He wrapped me in his arms, kissing my head. My father wasn’t emotional in the least, but the redness in his eyes told me that he was feeling everything. “Mamas, I’m so happy for you.”

“Thank you, Daddy. He asked you?”

He looked at Landon, as he got up from his knee. “Yeah, my guy came and asked me what I thought… asked for my permission, too.”

“Nobody didn’t tell me nothing.”

“Duh, Pooh… it’s a surprise.”

Landon and my father embraced, and then my mother came and kissed his cheeks. “You are going to be a great husband. We are here for you both, no matter what, Landy.” She hugged him, and he squeezed her back.

“Thanks, Ma.”

Greene rushed toward me and hugged me. “I’m so happy for you. Babes, you’re gonna be a fucking billionaire. Now, when I asked to borrow some change, don’t act cheap. Lending five million isn’t that much.”

We both laughed and squeezed each other. “Your love is coming, Greene.”

“I’ve been talking out loud about it, so it better be coming.” She pinched me and kissed my cheek.

Zoya walked over toward me and smiled, fixing my loose strand. “Welcome to the family, Navy. Another sister-in-law, Jesus… Lord, I am asking you.”

“Funny. I have a meeting with Goon next week,” Menace snickered to himself, and Zoya rolled her eyes.

“Whatever you and Gerald have going on has nothing to do with me. Babes, I am so happy for you.”

Stevie came over and hugged me. “Are you going to pick an island?”

“Huh?”

“Stevie, they didn’t even make it down the aisle yet.” Kora chuckled and kissed both my cheeks. “I am so happy for you, but I have to head out. There was no way I could miss this.”

“Thank you for coming.”

She hugged me. “Anytime.”

She went and hugged Don, who truly towered over her. Kora was so petite, so Landon and Menace’s tall frames towered over her. “Thanks for coming, Kora.”

“Anytime, baby boy. I love you, Don… I am so proud of you both.” She looked at me, and then Landon.

Menace nodded his head, and security followed her out. “Well, that means you need to come on my birthday trip.”

“Here we go with this damn trip again,” Menace muttered.

“I invited her already,” Stevie blurted.

“Now, how you inviting someone to my birthday?”

Stevie shrugged, as her husband held her around the waist. “Where’s my son, Wonder? I need to see him.”

“Okay, baby, come on,” she held his hand.

“Wait, Stevie… Mommy, come,” I pulled her over toward them.

“Hey Menace, doing well?”

He nodded his head. “Trying. My wife is trying to divorce me.”

My mother snickered. “Stevie, are you actually trying to leave him?”

“I’m going on my first girl’s trip… he’s dramatic.”

I held my mother’s hand. “Mommy, Stevie is looking for someone to help her with the baby.”

“Like a nanny?”

“Not really, just someone to give me some pointers and help me wit?—”

“Like a nanny.” My mother laughed and squeezed her shoulder. “Are you alright with that, Menace?”

It was how my mother knew how to talk to this man. He was rude to every damn body, but not her. “Will this help you more, Wonder? Less stress and talking down on yourself?”

She searched his eyes. “I just wanna feel normal again, Mavie.”

“Anything she wants.” He kissed her forehead.

My mother smiled. “I cannot make you feel normal again, love. It’s part of the process, but I can help you get back there by taking some of the load off.”

“Thank you.” When Menace thanked my mother, I stumbled back, and she held my arm. “She been drinking.”

“Menace, no the hell I haven’t.” I laughed.

We spent time with our families for a bit before everyone headed out. I held Landon’s hand, as we walked up the stairs. He took us down a hall and then opened the door that had returns on the door.

It was a room filled with rows and rows of returned library books. A window with a wide ledge was at the center of the room, with some books and leftover coffee cups from employees.

“Missed you, Pooh.”

I kissed his lips. “I missed you, too.”

He picked me up and sat me on the window ledge. I rubbed his face, admiring the ring he put on my finger. “I’ve never been a wife before.”

“Never been a husband, either.”

“Think we’re going to be good at this whole marriage thing?”

He kissed my neck, as I laced my arms around his. “Think we gonna be perfect… wanna know why?”

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to choose you every single day. When I’m angry, unsure, happy, elated, all that shit. I’m always going to choose my wife.”

“Yeah?”

His thumb slid down my chin. “Yeah, baby.”

“I’m going to choose you, too, Don.”

The smirk that graced his face was my favorite. “You wanna be fucked, Pooh?”

“Badly.”

He helped me pull my dress up and slid my thong to the side. I watched as he loosened his belt, and his pants dropped to the floor. His dick was shiny, ready for me and I wanted it so bad. Pulling me toward the end, he lifted me some and slid me right down onto him.

“Fuck, Bleu,” he groaned, feeling me glide down onto him with ease.

I sucked on his lips as he pulled out of me and pushed back inside of me. Don’s hand found my hips and I felt them tighten, as he pulled me down onto him harder with each stroke. His chain slapped against his neck, as I held onto his shoulder, taking all of him.

“Babyy,” I moaned, as my breast slapped against my chest harder with each stroke. Holding onto him, I bit into his shoulder because he was in his zone.

“Fuck this dick back, Bleu… let me feel you,” he demanded, as I did exactly what he wanted, feeling myself becoming hot.

I stared up at him, concentrating and had tears in my eyes. They fell down the more that I fucked him back, squeezing his shoulder. “Baby, I love you so much… I fucking love you, Landon.”

I felt so connected to this man that it made me cry. My chest became tight, my body hot because the feeling was so strong. The way he looked at me, cared about me, and showed up for me since he met me.

How he took his time to show me something that wasn’t normal for him.

Love.

Never once made me second guess his motives because he was so clear on what he expected and wanted from me. Our love was easy like a Sunday morning. No push and pull because we only wanted to be together.

“Love you so much, Pretty.” My ass touched the windowsill again, and he was leaned over me, as he continued to fuck me. “You my baby, right?”

“Yes, baby… always.”

“So, fucking pretty… look down,” he demanded, as he pulled out and pushed back in a few times. “See how that pretty pussy stretches for me, huh?”

“Uh humm, I see, Don… I see.”

He pushed it back in, pulled it out and rubbed it up and down my lips while sucking on my lips. “I’mma cum in this pussy, okay… then we get a Plan B, K?” he said, as he pushed back into me, and I nodded my head.

“K, baby… oh…ummm, kay,” I agreed, as he lifted me again and had me sliding down onto him, as he leaned onto the wall next to us.

“Stop looking at me like that, Pooh,” he grunted, as he continued to slam me down onto his dick.

“Lik…Like what?” I sucked his lips and felt his body tense. “This?”

It was the same flirty expression he claimed I had when we met, and maybe I did have a flirty look. It’s not every day that you’re reading about a book bae, and then one asks to sit next to you.

“Tell me something, Pooh.” He was right there, and so was I. He held my ass, while slamming me down.

“I wanna choke on your dick for the rest of my life. Go down deep until it hits the back of my throat, and I choke, while staring into your eyes… Landon!” I hollered when he almost dropped me.

“Fuck, stop talking like… shit… fuck…” he held me tightly, as we both came together, and he leaned his head back onto the wall, while holding me.

Kissing his lips, he let me down. “Now, we have to do the walk of shame.”

“I ain’t got no shame… but lemme ask you something.”

I was pulling my dress down while being a stuffed twinkie, and he wanted to ask questions. “What’s that, baby?”

“Was it everything you wanted?”

“Huh?”

“You said on your book page that you dream was to fuck in a library. Being surrounded by books with your person.”

I gasped, slapping my hand across my mouth. “You saw that video?”

“I watched all your videos, Pooh,” he said, as he buckled his pants again.

Walking slowly over to him, I reached up, pulling his head down to kiss his lips. “Wanna know something?”

“Tell me something.”

“You’re my person. Thank you for seeing me, Landon. Even when I don’t think you are, you see me.”

He kissed me back. “Always gonna see you. Now, it’s time for you to plan this wedding. Whatever you want.”

“Can we do destination? South of France… yachts, bachelorette and bachelor party… joint one… on a yacht…everything?”

“We own one... so anything for you.”

I smiled. “Yeah?”

“Anything for my Pooh.”