Chapter 22

Cheyanne

The evening had gone as wellas I hoped it would. Though Chandler insisted I didn't have to, I wanted to take him out for a change. I may have planned things at work, but when it came to our relationship, Chandler always took the lead. He planned all our dates and paid for everything, and though I appreciated that, I wanted to do something special for him. The fact that he was so adamant about me being the only thing he wanted and needed made me even more willing to do and give him whatever I could.

I started the day by gifting him with a new set of golf clubs. We went to his favorite brunch spot to grab a bite to eat before going to Cre8, which was this super cute art studio where you could make your own candles, pottery, and flower arrangements. To get to it, you had to ride a gondola across the lazy river, which we both enjoyed.

After that, we went back to his place and took a nap before getting dressed for drinks and dinner. I'd purposely scheduled an early dinner so we wouldn't miss the main part of the date, which was a luxury car show. It was being hosted by Cade, and he only had them two times out of the year. Thankfully, I'd used his sister, Lei, for some legal work in the past, and she was able to connect me with him so he could squeeze us in.

Chandler was a sight to behold, dressed in all white, puffing on his cigar. It was taking everything in me not to rush through the evening so I could have him in my bed. His sexual appetite was insatiable, and I was loving every moment of it. This was the first relationship I'd ever been in where I had sex once, sometimes two or three times a day. Everything about what I had with Chandler was fun and exciting, but most of all, it was safe. I trusted this man, and that meant more to me than anything. I was glad I got to show him that through my actions today.

"You good?" Chandler checked as the music began to fade.

"Yes. You?"

He nodded before placing a kiss on the corner of my mouth. "I've had an amazing day, Chy. Thank you, baby."

"You're welcome. I'm glad you've enjoyed yourself, but the night isn't over yet."

"What else I get? That pussy?"

Chuckling, I palmed his chest as he wrapped his arms around me. "Yes, but that's not all. Listen up."

Placing me in front of him and keeping his arms wrapped around me, Chandler took another puff of his cigar before setting it in the ashtray on top of the high-top table. The showcase of several different luxury cars was over, and now, it was time to open the floor for purchases. After that, a few guys were going to go to the countryside of The Hills to race on the dirt roads, but I hadn't planned for us to go to that.

"This is cool as hell," Chandler whispered against my ear before kissing it. "I might have to leave up out of here with something. I didn't know we'd be able to buy the cars that were in the showcase."

I was so excited I couldn't even respond.

"All right, y'all, we're about to start the bidding. Before we do, I'd like to announce three owners that have already secured their cars for the evening." He paused and opened the envelope that was on the stand in front of him. "Forest Jackson will be driving home in a new Bentley Flying Spur. Come get your keys, man." Everyone clapped as Forest made his way up. "Next up, we have Tristan Samuels. Come get the keys to your new Ferrari Roma." I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from squealing in anticipation. "And finally, we have a gift from Cheyanne Taylor to Chandler Jones. Chandler, come get the keys to your new Aston Martin DBS Coupe."

I turned slightly and clapped as he looked around the room. It was like it took him a second to fully process what he'd heard. His neck jerked and eyes bulged as the grip he had around me tightened.

"What did he say?"

"Go get your keys, babe."

"My keys?"

"Mhm." Giggling, I stepped out of his embrace and gently nudged him toward the stage. "Go on."

"Cheyanne… I know you didn't buy me a car."

"I did."

"Baby, no. I can't let you spend that kind of money on me."

"You think I care about that? As good as you've been to me, you deserve this and more. Now go get your keys so they can start the auction."

His eyes watered and head shook as he headed toward the stage. I took a few pictures before putting my phone away to truly bask in this moment. The second he was close enough, Chandler pulled me into his arms for a kiss that made my pussy pulse and heart race.

"I want to give you the money back for this, but I know you won't take it, so I'll just say thank you so much. No woman has ever done something like this for me. The date or the car. I'm used to always being the one who is sentimental and doing grand gestures. Thank you, beautiful. I love you."

After catching the lone tear that tried to slide down his cheek, I kissed him sweetly.

"I love you too."

"Come on. Let's get the car so we can get out of here and I can thank you properly."

"Mm… sounds good to me."

The Next Morning

With a groan,I pushed Chandler's forehead away as he kissed my neck. We hadn't gone to sleep until the sun started to rise, and I felt like that was just minutes ago. He wore my pussy out last night, to show me his appreciation. If that was what I got for getting him a car, I'd get him material things more often. Still, I was a little sore and too tired to go another round.

"Babe, I'm sleepy," I whined.

"I know, but you need to get up."

"Why?"

"You and Selena need to head to the airstrip for your flight. I already called her from your phone. She's waiting on you."

That caused my eyes to pop open. He smiled as he rubbed my stomach.

"Where are we going?"

"New York, Atlanta, and Paris."

Sitting up, I wiped my eyes. "Hmm?"

"Did you really think I was going to let you gift me a wonderful date and car and not do something in exchange?"

"Chandler, that's not…"

"I believe in reciprocity. You made me so happy last night, and I want to do the same for you today. Let me… please."

How could I resist? Nodding my agreement, I smiled. "Okay."

"Good. Now I'm not about to be shopping for days with you, so Selena is going in my stead. She can have whatever she'd like too. There is no limit. Get up and get dressed and packed. The jet leaves for New York in three hours."

"Wait, I need a limit," I told him as he stood from the side of the bed to walk away. "You can't send me to shopping capitals with Selena and tell me there's no limit."

Chandler licked his lips and smiled before giving me a kiss. "Did you forget who your man is? I said… no limit."

I didn't need to hear another word! Briskly, I climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Lord, this was going to be fun.