Made to Love: Carmen and Cooper's Story (11 page)

Chapter
Nineteen

I must have dozed off, because when I open my
eyes again, Cooper stands before me, looking gorgeous. “When did
you get here? Why didn’t you wake me?” I ask.

“
A few minutes ago,” he says. “I
couldn’t resist watching you sleep. You are so
beautiful.”

I get out of the bed and put on the terry
cloth robe, that the hotel provides, but Cooper stops me. “You
denied me earlier, now I am going to take what’s mine.”

He lifts me and removes the robe,
tossing it on the floor. In seconds he has me completely naked.
Time isn’t a factor as I give myself to him. Cooper and I always
use protection, even though I am on birth control. We have been
tested and our results show that we are healthy individuals. He has
never asks why we continue to use them. For me, using nothing will
make things more serious between us. That is what people do who are
in love and he hasn’t said those words and neither have
I.

Cooper abruptly stops, looks deep
into my eyes and says, “I love you,
my
Carmen.” He kisses me
tenderly.

This is the first time we don’t
use protection. After making love we start getting ready for the
party. Cooper seems happy as he hums to
Aw
Naw,
by Chris Young. Hearing the
words
I love you
should bring me joy, but it hasn’t. I feel weird and I didn’t
have the courage to say it back. What is wrong with me? He is
staring at me, please don’t say it again. Instead he leaves the
bathroom and calls for me to come into the sitting area. He holds a
turquoise box with a white bow-it’s from
Tiffany & Co.

“
What’s this?”

“
A gift for you.” He hands the box
to me, “Open it.”

“
You bought me a gift, on your
birthday? After you insisted that I didn’t buy you one?”

“
My
Carmen, you are the best present I will ever
receive, now open it.”

Carefully removing the bow, I slowly open my
gift. There is an expensive platinum bangle, with a heart lock that
is used to fasten it. Under the bracelet I find a red card, I pick
it up to see a personalized message:

For the woman who unlocked my
heart –Cooper

“
I love it. Thank you Cooper.” He
puts the bracelet on me and kisses my temple. We finish getting
ready.

I search my many bags for Cooper’s gift. The
shiny silver paper with the wording “Happy Birthday” shouldn’t be
hard to miss. I place it strategically behind my back as he is
about to exit the bathroom from a quick shower. I stand there
patiently waiting in my black satin bra with sequins that outline
my cleavage, and my fishnet hose that is part of my costume. No
underwear involved. The fish nets make my legs look even more
desirable than before. I’ll be lucky if I can keep him from
snatching them off of me to take what’s underneath.

The door handle turns, and out
comes Cooper in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. From
my past experience I know he has quite the package, much better
than the one I’m trying to hide. I bite my lower lip and within a
blink of an eye, he gawks at my appearance.

“Are you trying to give me a heart
attack, gorgeous? You look good enough to eat.” MMM he says as he
strides my way.

“
No, no Mr. Jackson, I would not,
especially with you being an old man. There is something I would
like to give you now.” I slip the present to the front of
me.

He looks at it, intrigued. “Old man? You
weren’t saying that earlier. I thought I told you not to get me
anything, you’re all I could ever need.”

I’m so nervous, I’m blushing. “It’s your
special day; I wanted to make sure it is the best one
yet.”

As he comes closer, he says. “You’ve already
made it the best, just being here with me.”

The package slides from my hands to his, and
he kisses me sweetly. He opens it to find a stainless steel watch
with a Sapphire dial designed by Gucci.

He is shocked. “Look on the inside,” I say
shyly. My hands are a little shaky as he flips the watch over, a
tear forms in his eye. He reads the inscription:

Time stands still with you. –Your
Carmen

“
My
Carmen, that was very thoughtful of you. Just
when I thought I couldn’t love you more, you prove me wrong.” He
kisses me with more passion this time. I motion for the watch so I
can see how it looks on my man. “It’s a perfect fit,” I say,
closing the clasp.

“Yes, we are beautiful,” Cooper
says as he kisses my forehead. “I wish I could thank you in a more
intimate way, but it seems we have a party to get dressed for. I
just hope I’m able to keep my hands to myself, and not try to take
you in the men’s restroom downstairs.” He pinches my rear as he
locates his vampire costume.

It’s hard for me to control my animal
instincts and not take this man as he did me earlier. However, I
realize we only have an hour before we need to be downstairs.
Focusing on the task at hand, I slide my red dress over my tights.
The dress is form fitting at the top and a little cleavage is
revealed. The bottom has ruffled layers of satin that rest on my
upper thigh. My cape is black, with red designs on both sides of
the front opening; they end in a white bow. A high red collar
covers the back of my neck. The back of the cape is a fish tail
design, which is longer than the front, so my ass is covered. I tie
up my black boots, and slip my medallion on to complete the
look.

Cooper’s vampire costume consists of black
pants with a black shirt, and a vest with a silver and black
design. The middle of the vest reveals a white center, sealed with
his medallion. The cape is black satin with a high collar providing
extra coverage. When flapped open the inside is red. He has spiked
his hair for the occasion, and put some fake blood around the
corners of his mouth. He completes the look with white
fangs.

He asks, “May I suck your blood, pretty lady?”
He looks handsome in his get up.

I am proud to be his woman. “Yes,
you may,” I reply as I look in the mirror making sure everything is
intact.

“
You may need these,” he says
handing me my fangs, “and will you please give me the honor of
putting some make up around your mouth?”

“
Sure, birthday boy. You can do
whatever you’d like.” I state.

“
That obviously is not true, not
right now anyway. But please come into the bathroom so I can do
you, I mean your makeup right.” I laugh as I follow him, allowing
him to work his magic.

“
Well how do I look?” I say with
my hands resting on my hip.

“
Fit to be eaten. I could take you
right now and say screw the party.” He is so hard to resist, so I
grab my bag and tell him we must exit.

“
Don’t worry; I fully intend to
take care of my man once the party is over.”

I kiss him one last time before we
head to the elevator.

Stepping out on the marble flooring in the
lobby, we walk arm in arm towards the banquet room. It’s a little
before 8 and I’m anxious to see who’s arrived already. I spot my
parents as soon as we enter the doorway.

“
Don’t you guys look like the most
adorable vampire couple? Happy Birthday, Cooper!”

My mom greets us both with a big hug. She is
dressed as cat woman. I’m sure my dad loves that tight leather
fitting costume. She even has a whip attached to her hip. My dad is
dressed as Morpheus, wearing a long black trench coat, with a gray
shirt underneath, and matching gray tie. A purple vest is sewn to
the shirt, and is finished off with purple pants. He has his shades
on and stands tall. He kisses me on the cheek, careful not to mess
up the fantastic job that Cooper’s just done with my makeup. He
shakes Cooper’s hand and wishes him a happy birthday.

“
Thank you,” Cooper says, “You
sure do know how to throw a party, Mrs. Williams.”

My mom looks happy to have pleased the man I
love.

“
Call me Candace.”

I ask Cooper what I can get him to drink, and
he declines making it clear he doesn’t want his lady fetching his
drinks, not even on his birthday. My parents end up doing the
honors, so we don’t have to leave each other’s side.

I jump at the touch of someone
pulling on my fish tail. It is Marcia. She is dressed as an angel
and all of her cleavage shows. A very naughty angel. Her devilish
ways are definitely bleeding through all that white. Some things
you just can’t hide, I laugh to myself. Her white halo and wings
are made with feathers, which sparkle with glitter. She has matched
it with a white button down shirt and a rather short skirt paired
with gold knee boots. Her philosophy has always been: if you have
it, flaunt it.

“
I’m so glad you could make it.” I
hug her tightly.

“
Me too,” she replies, “even
though I think I would have looked more original in my birthday
suit.” Cooper chokes on his drink because of her comment. “You’re
lucky it’s your birthday, Cooper, so I’ll let that one slide. Happy
Birthday to you!” she says and gives him a hug.

“
Where’s David?” I ask.

“
He went to go put our gifts on
the table, then to the bar for some drinks.”

“
What do you think of my mother’s
creation?” I ask.

“
Carmen you already know your mom
is phenomenal at planning events.”

“
Yeah I guess I do.” Cooper
squeezes my hand and kisses the side of my head.

David approaches in a werewolf costume. He
reminds me of teen wolf. His mask is hideous and of course he has a
red and brown plaid shirt and ripped jeans. “Great costume, David,”
I say, smiling.

“
Carmen, it is good to see you.”
He looks at Cooper. “And you my blood sucking vampire, happy
birthday!”

“
Thanks, man, I appreciate you
being here to celebrate with us.” They give each other a brotherly
hug.

“
I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
I’m just glad I didn’t have any unexpected business plans that
required travel,” David says.

“
Me too,” Cooper says.

Giselle walks in looking great in her skimpy,
modern day Wonder Woman costume. The gold headband hides the
feather bangs as her hair flows to the shoulders. Her natural shade
is ashy brown; she has added blonde highlights which only enhance
her cinnamon skin. The strapless shiny top is red with gold
features that tie in the back and ends with a bow. Blue shorts with
white stars fall right below her cheek. Her petite frame keeps them
from seeming too revealing. And of course, Wonder Woman would not
be complete without her knee high white boots.

“
So much for not wearing white
after Labor Day,” I say, “I love your costume, very
sexy.”

After introducing Giselle to the guys, Marcia
says, “Giselle I am so glad you didn’t come as an Oompa Lompa.”
Giselle smiles at Marcia and gives her the finger.

“
Is anyone hungry?” I
ask.

The guys say they are not hungry, so that
leaves me with one on one time with my besties. We check out what’s
on the menu.

Due to the lateness of the evening, my mom had
decided to go with heavy hors d’oeuvres. There are platters of
shrimp set between the metal pans, with cocktail sauce in the
middle. Old wine bottles hold black and orange candlesticks. My mom
has a trick of freezing the candles the night before, so there’s no
mess of wax dripping while there lit. It works like a charm. I
catch of glimpse of her out the corner of my eye. She is
socializing with the crowd, my dad by her side. Everyone is
complimenting her not only on her costume, but also for the work
she has done in creating this event. I’m so proud of
her.

Marcia gets my attention away by
admiring the prepared foods. “Carmen, did you see all of
this?”

Surveying the buffet table there are many
items to choose from. One of the trays is full of meatballs that
smell amazing. Further down are containers of pigs in a blanket, as
well as boneless chicken wings. Multiple sauces are lined in front
of them. Baskets of fresh white rolls are displayed around a
platter with a variety of lunch meats and cheeses. Three little
carved pumpkins are found at the end of the buffet table. The
initials C.J. are in one pumpkin while the others hold the numbers
10 and 31. The three tier cake is on the other side of wet bar. The
first layer has a pumpkin, the center tier has the number “33” and
the lower layers are mainly royal blue, with black trees coming up
one side and a full moon resting on the bottom layer. Happy
Birthday Cooper is written in the middle of the last two tiers in
silver. The DJ begins playing music and I can’t wait to dance with
my man tonight.

“
What is that?” Marcia asks as she
pulls up my sleeve to take a better look.

“
Cooper gave it to me today. Don’t
you love it?” I reply proudly.

“
It’s absolutely beautiful,” says
Giselle.

Marcia smiles, “I’m so very happy for
you.”