Vote For Me-Waiting To Love Her Series

“Why do you want me?”

She put her hand on her hip look me in the eye.

“I like you.”

“Well, Mr.Jesse let me set you straight. I am not your typical fat damsel in distress. I am comfortable in my skin. My self-esteem is so high that it kisses the heaven and earth. I don’t need a fine ass man to validate me. I am the boss of a Fortune 500 company. I own my home, my car and I am not lonely by far. So for you to even shake my hand you better be a King because you’re in the presence of a Queen. So my question again is why do you like me?”

I flashed my smile, remove my tie and winked my eye.

“Because I fit the qualifications to be your man. I can make you smile and rock your world. Ms. Ma’am I ain’t scare not one bit at all of your sass, your class and that beautiful ass. I want you and I will not stop until I have you.” She rolled her eyes tap her fingers on the table and I can tell I cracked open her heart. She was at a loss for words and I continued my speech, My lady, I’m claiming her but I tell you she makes me work like hell. I ain’t scared.

“You are determined I will say that but about being my man you are going to have to show me better than you tell me. Right now I am not impressed at all.”

She likes me and I impressed her. Ms. Latoya is going to be my wife, the mother of my children and she knows it. Two years ago, a punch in the eye and later a kiss created a beautiful love story. She Voted for me and I’d like to share my story true love does exist.

First came a punch and then Love

They say the pursuit of happiness is going after what you want. The story I am about to share is about my wife, Mrs. Latoya Hendricks. Picture it! Buffalo convention center, chandeliers hanging, soft jazz music, beautiful black women all dressed in the best gowns and then it is me, Jesse Hendricks, dress in a waiter’s uniform, a bow tie that is choking the life out of me and a big smile.

I hated these events because as a struggling model it reminded me how much I was a scrub. Serving champagne, serving meals and sometimes checking coats. It was the life I chose. What I didn’t expect was to meet my future wife.For her to inspire me and make me act a damn fool. I’ve always been funny at least I think I am but part of me is a hot mess.

Latoya Hendricks walked into the ballroom and I swear every glass of champagne crash to the floor as the Nubian stood in front of me. She had on a bold red dress, braids up in a bun, deep chocolate complexion and such a huge ass. Thick, curvaceous and just fine. She won’t admit it but she was checking for ya boy. Let her tell it I was sweating her hard, and it is the truth.

The women and men stood, greeted her with hugs. She was one of the most powerful women in Buffalo. She started her own web development and medical security software company. She was a graduate of Harvard University, a genius, a philanthropist, and wealthy. Let me not forget fine as hell. She stared at me and notice champagne was all over her dress. Her arms were folded, her feet were tapping, and I knew two things I was fired and I had messed up big time with Ms. Ma’am.

“You messed up my dress and if I wasn’t a lady, I’d slap the stupidity out of you. ,” she said.

I take the rag and wipe off her dress. She rolls her eyes and sucks her teeth. I touch on the base of her belly, the curves of her hips and she pushes my hand off her.”I can clean myself thank you for nothing.” She snatches the rag from me and I say,

“I will pay for the dry cleaning or buy another dress. You are beautiful!” She raises her eyebrow, licks her thick lips and cracks a smile.

“I have no doubt in my mind that you will pay for my 500.00 dress and your compliment I will accept. Thank you give me your information so if I don’t receive my money I can sue you.”

She twists her lips, put her hand on her hips. I write my information down and put it in her hand.

“ Use it to hook up with me. I know you like me and let me cook dinner for you as an apology.”

She turns on her heels and looks back at me.”You have ten days to pay for my dress or else?” She shakes her finger.

I have a smart ass mouth it is what has gotten me in trouble on many of occasions like in a few minutes.

“I’ll be in your bed messing up your hair and making you scream my name. You and me between the streets making the headboard talk, the neighbors knowing my name and after that I’ll kiss your big booty, beauty. I love all them curves and hips.”

Stupid move I know and the reason her fist connected to my eye. I hold my face and she is breathing hard.”You don’t even qualify to swallow my spit. I’d never let you enter my bed.

“That day I thought I burn bridges, I definitely lost my job and my last paycheck. Yet, Ms. Ma’am stayed on my mind. Her feisty attitude had me dreaming of her daily. It didn’t help that I saw her downtown every day or I served her lunch at Tiko’s restaurant. Today I hand her the usual plate of vegetable omelet, two slices of wheat toast and a glass of apple juice with the added addition of a money order for 500.00 and an apology note.

“Your check for the dress and an apology. I’m an asshole and…” She cuts me off and raises her hand.

“You are but thank you for the check and being a man of your word. You still owe me dinner, don’t you? Be at my house at 5 and you better cook good food.”

She waved me off and read her emails. What the hell were we doing? First, she decks me in the eye and now I am going to cook her dinner. I pray my sister let me borrow some of her food stamps cause a brother broke.She gets up and I bus my own tables because I can’t afford to share tips. I see a note, five one hundred dollar bills and a quarter.

Mr. Jesse,

You can keep the money I appreciate your note and you are charming. My address is 2312 Maple red Road. Be on time I love lasagna and a good red wine.

Latoya

So I start doing the whop. Awww.... Shit she likes me and she gave me back my money and I have to cook dinner for her.So I trot over to my sister house, after hours of begging, committing to two weekends of babysitting my nieces and nephews. I buy the good ground beef that does not come stuff in a roll package, green peppers, onions, garlic, Prego sauce, garlic bread and a red velvet cake pre-made.

After the half an hour bus ride, an old lady who I might add was cute and if I wasn’t courting Ms. Ma’am I might have left my number. I get off and her home is a mansion, lawn manicured, beautiful exterior of stucco brick and I ring the bell and she opens the door.She has on a purple sweatsuit, her braids hanging and pink slippers.

“You took the bus?” She chuckles.

“Yeah, my car buried itself on the 33 and I’ve been bussing it ever since.”

I shrug my shoulders and enter her home I look around and realize I really am in the presence of a Queen. White everything with a splash of the color pink and purple.

“Let me show you the kitchen.”

I wash my hands she pulls out the pots and pans. I pull off my shirt and show off my muscles. She licks her lips, my tattoos, and heart birthmark is pulsating.

“Why do you want me?”

She put her hand on her hip and looks me in the eye.

“I like you.”

“Well, Mr.Jesse let me set you straight. I am not your typical fat damsel in distress. I am comfortable in my skin. My self-esteem is so high that it kisses the heaven and earth. I don’t need a fine ass man to validate me. I am the boss of a Fortune 500 company. I own my home, my car and I am not lonely by far. So for you to even shake my hand you better be a King because you’re in the presence of a Queen. So my question again is why do you like me?”

I flashed my smile, remove my tie and winked my eye.

“Because I fit the qualifications to be your man. I can make you smile and rock your world. Ms. Ma’am, I ain’t scare not one bit at all. I want you?” She rolled her eyes tap her fingers on the table. She was at a loss for words. My lady, I’m claiming her but I tell you she makes me work like hell. I ain’t scared.

“You are determined I will say yes but about being my man you are going to have to show me better than you tell me. Right now I am not impressed at all.”

She likes me and I impressed her Ms. Ma’am is going to be my wife, the mother of my children and she knows it. I just have to show her better than I tell her.

“You are a hot mess and I am not going to let you charm my panties off, make me fall in love and be goo goo ga ga for the handsome man with the hot body. I’m too educated for the Okie doke.”

“That you are but let’s be real you think about me. You let me shake your hand, I’m cooking dinner bare feet and shirt off. You like me.”

“I think about how I deck you in the eye.” She chuckles and snorts. I fold my arms and mock her snort.

“I think about you and it is because all the tough shit you talk and skills with your hands. I still wanted to kiss you.”

I watch her chest rise and fall, her smile and her eyes soften.”

“You want my money.”

“No, I don’t. Yeah I’m a struggling model and waiter but I was raised by my father to pay my own way. You are more than titles and degrees. Strip that away and I still want to be your man.”

I let her see the pretty lasagna and pop it in the oven. I make the salad dressing, and she moves closer to me.

She turns her face to mine, and she kisses me. I wrap my arms around her and she pulls away.

I sing, “You like me cause you kissed me. Your lips taste sweeter than sugar.”

She rolls her eyes and leans against the counter.

“Jesse, I’ve been through hell with men and I just think we should really get to know each other. I don’t want to go cray cray in love and you have a different motive.”

“ I understand I have to show and prove. Can I share something with you?”

She nods her head.

“When I was a kid this dude who hung out with my older brother raped me. I never told anyone because I felt so dirty and a punk. I’m not telling you this to feel sorry for me but I want to earn your trust.My secret is yours and if I ever hurt you share it with the world. It is how serious I am about you.”

She held my hand, and I kissed her this time long and soft. I let out a tear and she wiped it.

“Why didn’t you tell?”

“I grew up with a father who hated me and he would have beat the hell out of me. I put all these tattoos, therapy and telling jokes to cover up my pain. I wanted to forget.”

“You just wanted to be a model?”

“Actually, I wanted to be a counselor. Men live in silence like you hide your heart.”

“Why not become a counselor?”

“I can’t afford school being a waiter and if you haven’t noticed I am not very good at it.”

“But you can’t afford to not go. You’re a horrible waiter and I think you’d do a great job.”

“Why are you tough? Or is it only on me?

“I have to be as tough as nails. It is to guard my heart. I give love but I want it back. I want a man to see past my success.”

“You strip that away and you’re hot as hell. I didn’t know what you did, but I knew I could jump your bones. Don’t deck me either you gotta admit your sexy.”

“Yeah, I am with all this cargo of big sexy.” She pats her butt.

“You are a confident woman and I love it.”

“My mother told me as a little girl to be proud of my dark skin, my heavy set body. Every day before school she made me look in the mirror reciting affirmations. I had to because kids are cruel. I was so confident no words could hurt me. I knew to dress nice and love me first.”

This time I kiss her all over her face and neck. She moans I travel to her neck and the stupid oven dings.

“ Lasagna is done.” I announce.

We eat but I couldn’t help sharing my life, making her laugh and listening to her snort. That night I knew I fell in love. I knew where my heart was going to be.

Yet, that woman of mine gave me a helluva of a fight. We talked every day, she came to my apartment watching a roach commit suicide. The first time we made love and during the whole time we laughed, kissed and giggled. I washed her hair, watch sappy ass movies. She cooked for me and I thought we were building for a moment.

All of a sudden she stopped calling. Ignoring my text and acting as if I didn’t exist.

“What did I do? I thought we were connecting.

She took a sip of her juice.

“I refuse to fall in love. You’re too good to be true. What’s your game? What you need a car? A house? “

“Are you off your meds or something? All we shared, everything I told you about me and you still believe I want your money. Whatever here is the five hundred dollars. You women get on my nerves. I’m working my ass off so you can see I’m into you and you blow me off. I love you crazy and all. What do you want me to do to show my heart?”

She wipes her mouth and balls up her fist. Another black eye was coming for sure but instead she hits the table.

“Prove it, Jesse. I am too old to be made a fool of.”

She stood up and pushed past me.

“I love you, damn it.”

She turns around and she folds her arms.

“Don’t do that in front of these people.

“Tell you how I feel. Tell the truth about my heart. You can’t run from me no more. It is all over you and clear you love me too.”

She runs out and everyone in the restaurant is staring at me. I take off my apron and run behind her. I embrace her in the middle of downtown Buffalo.

“Vote for me and just give me a chance, please to prove it.”

She walks away but I stay up all night writing this rap. I know that the end result will be another black eye or my last name attached to hers. My boy has a band and agree to help me make an ass if I allow him to record the moment and put it all over social media and his website to make it viral.

she busts me in the face or kiss my lips. We enter her office building and I am dressed in nothing but a vote for me sign and red drawers. I have on a red hat and skates on my feet.

“Jess, you a fool you know that,right? I mean your in a velvet cake red, give your balls a rash drawers in the dead of winter. I mean I know you are a jack ass but this right here, man. Brr….my dude your ass is frost bitten. Why”

“A fool in love, my dude.” My teeth chatter.

I bust into her office, put on the red heart glasses and Latoya covers her mouth. I attempt to skate and smash into the door. I wobble and hold on the desk. I finally make it to her and she tries to hold back her laughter.

“What are you doing and why are you dress in drawers and a sign and roller skates?

“You said prove I love you, right? So I am not a rich but a creative man. I’m going fool for you. You want me to show where here I is. Hit it Duke.”

The men and women stare at me .I am shivering, she shakes her head.

“You are crazy. Don’t you see me in the middle of a meeting?”

“So and I am going to do what it takes to show you I am your King. Now let me to do my rap. “

Duke and the crew start the music. I do the nay nay, skate around her almost bust my ass several times. I clear my throat and kiss her on the cheek.

“I just want you to know I have certified you a straight fool. I can’t even believe you.”

“Yeah, but you like it and your going to marry this fool. Let me rap and pray I don’t bust my ass again.”

“Please be my Beauty is the name of my rap.”

“And you have a band?”

“Yep all for you, Beauty.”

She shakes her head and the whole room is attempting to contain their laughter.

Today I come correct and my heart won’t allow me to walk away. I’m crazy for you. I love the way you walk on your toes and you are not ashamed of your body. I’m come to claim my woman. You say show you better than I tell you

I see deeper than your tough exterior and it is a fact you a Boss. Here is some facts I ain’t gone stop until I let you know that when I’m with you that I see the best in you. My love ain’t gone hurt. Give you diamonds and open sea shells until I find that rare pearl just for you. Think I’m bull shitting then I wouldn’t be here pleading and rhyming for you to vote for me to be your man.Boss lady, I see your heart and the more I am around I can see you feeling me. Vote for me cause I am crazy about Some you. I know you had your share of duds but come on you got admit this stud is on fleek. Yeah I’m ten years younger but age ain’t nothing but a number and I’m a full grown man. Plus, you put me in my place and made me man up and step correct. You Told me that to even shake your hand I better recognize your worth. That in the presence of a Queen I better represent and be a King. oh and I am going back to get my degree in social work all because of you.

Your whole being as a confident woman makes me want to nurture and love you.Give me your heart and I’ll give you my last name. Give me some room and I will fill your empty space with nothing but love. Ms Ma’am follow your heart and mind come get your man or at least see my sincerity and know that I’m all in for you. I even hire some dude to make this beat to go with these words. Destiny brought us together and now on bended knee I present you with my great grandmother’s ring. I’m a better man because of you. Will you vote for me and say yes cause I’m in love?

I attempt to get on one knee but slip and fall. Every one begins to laugh, Latoya reaches her hand out and helps me up.

“ I want to deck you but instead you’re gonna get my heart and you better do right. I vote for you.I will marry my nut.I love you too.” She and I kiss.

I swing her around. Well that’s my love story and I am so happy she chose me and I chose her. Love will make a man do the nay nay in red drawers, a sign and roller skates. She is worth it. I am her King and she is my Queen.