Post by T Money on Jun 20, 2009 12:10:03 GMT -5
After coming off a nice first round win Sweet is on top of the world. Sitting in the back of the limo Sweet is dress in his finest wear, his hair corn row back and a pear of dark shads covering his eyes the music bumps through the limo witch makes Sweet nod along to the soft sound of unconditional love by 2 Pac. The limo pulls over out side the hotel Sweet pushes open the back door not having to wait long as the vision that is Icy Cold walking out of the front door of the hotel. Sweet smiles looking across the side walk at Icy dressed in a long white dress.
Sat in the driver seat is Sweets Black Mafia member Saw, he looks back over the seat and nods at Sweet.
Saw: Don’t she look beautiful sir.
Sweet bits his bottom lip taking in this vision of beauty before leaning back to answer the big guy.
Sweet Money: Yeah she is.
Every last second of second thoughts washing from Sweet’s mind and he stands up holding out his hand to Icy, She slips her hand into Sweet’s palm getting into the car, jumping in behind her the limo pulls off heading to it’s destination, Sweet and Icy chat while the limo fly through the streets of Alberta pulling up to Divine (Okotoks). The vela opens the limo door for Sweet and Icy to exit the vehicle. The waiter leads Sweet and Ice to a candle lit table in the back of the restaurant. After dusting off the appetiser and well into the main course Sweet pears over the table into Icy’s eyes here face lit up from the flickering flame of the candle.
Sweet Money: Baby you looking incredible tonight… how you feeling after that match.
Icy Cold: I’m feeling grate we made it to the next round and one step closer to bring home more gold.
Sweet nods his head waving over the water, who approaches his little tray tucked under his arm and a note pad in his hand, pulling the pen from behind his ear and dabbing the tip on his tongue.
Water: Yes sir how can I help you.
Sweet looks up ready to odder.
Sweet Money: Yes I would like a bottle of your best Champaign chilled.
Water: Yes sir I’ll bring it right over.
The water walks into the back to retrieve the bottle as Sweet retches across the table taking Icy by the hand, she looks up at Sweet her eyes big and bright. Sweet taking off his sun glasses slipping them into his jacket pocket.
Sweet Money: Baby there is some thing I been meaning to ask you since we got here.
Icy starts to smile looking across at Sweet waiting for the big question her hand starting to shake within Sweet’s grip, taking a deep breath as the water holding a bottle of Champaign stands beside the table.
Sweet Money: How would you like to take this bottle back to the hotel and we can have a early night.
Icy’s smile starts to fade and the look of disappointment replaces it, her head lowering looking down at the table before looking back up at Sweet.
Icy Cold: That’s all you wanted to ask if we want to have a early night.
Sweet Money: Sure what else would I ask.
Icy nods her head agreeing to the early night. The water places the bottle down on the table and pulls out the bill handing it to Sweet. Looking down at the bill Sweet grains retching into his pocket pulling out his gold card.
Sweet Money: Here you go take a 10% tip for your self good sir.
The water covers the bill and then returns with Sweet’s card, Sweet and Icy leave the restaurant heading back to the hotel the drive was quiet as Icy is still disappointed thinking the trip to dinner was some thing more then it was, she looks out the window the whole journey back, the limo pulls up at the hotel and Saw jumps out walking to the back to open the door but Icy with out waiting gets out walking into the Hotel, Sweet slowly gets out patting the big guy on the shoulder before following Icy into the hotel, she gets the room key from the desk clerk and walk into the elevator. Sweet walks in behind her and hit’s the penthouse button the lift starts to move up etch floor.
Sweet Money: Hey baby are you alright, you been real quiet all the way back here.
Icy answer with a quick sharp answer.
Icy Cold: I’m fine.
The rest of the lift ride up is quiet as Sweet and Icy both watch the numbers change, the lift pings and the doors slide open, Icy leads the way holding the key in her hand Sweet staying just a step behind as she opens the room door walking in she freezes looking around the room every thing covered in rose petals and a table with a white cover is set up at the bottom of the bed on the table is to plates of food and one lit white candle in the middle.
She walks over to the table pulling the covers off the food she starts to smile just as she starts thinking the worse of her man he goes and pulls this surprise. Icy turns around her head drops down looking at Sweet as he is on one knee behind her. Sweet takes Icy by the hand once again retching into his pocket Icy gulps down her hart stating to race.
Sweet Money: I know back in the restaurant must have hurt but that was a decoy while my boys got this place ready. What I been wanting to ask you for so long now, I know we haven’t been together for years but the time we have spent together is all it took to make me feel this way….
Sweet take a second to compose himself pulling his hand out of his pocket holding a little black box, popping open the top Icy’s eyes grow large looking at the huge diamond within the box.
Sweet Money: I guess what I’m trying to ask is would you marry me…
Sweet looks up throwing his sun glasses on to the couch holding the diamond ring in one hand and Icy’s hand in the other.
What will Icy Cold’s reply be as the night moves on.
Second part TBC by Icy Cold.
Sat in the driver seat is Sweets Black Mafia member Saw, he looks back over the seat and nods at Sweet.
Saw: Don’t she look beautiful sir.
Sweet bits his bottom lip taking in this vision of beauty before leaning back to answer the big guy.
Sweet Money: Yeah she is.
Every last second of second thoughts washing from Sweet’s mind and he stands up holding out his hand to Icy, She slips her hand into Sweet’s palm getting into the car, jumping in behind her the limo pulls off heading to it’s destination, Sweet and Icy chat while the limo fly through the streets of Alberta pulling up to Divine (Okotoks). The vela opens the limo door for Sweet and Icy to exit the vehicle. The waiter leads Sweet and Ice to a candle lit table in the back of the restaurant. After dusting off the appetiser and well into the main course Sweet pears over the table into Icy’s eyes here face lit up from the flickering flame of the candle.
Sweet Money: Baby you looking incredible tonight… how you feeling after that match.
Icy Cold: I’m feeling grate we made it to the next round and one step closer to bring home more gold.
Sweet nods his head waving over the water, who approaches his little tray tucked under his arm and a note pad in his hand, pulling the pen from behind his ear and dabbing the tip on his tongue.
Water: Yes sir how can I help you.
Sweet looks up ready to odder.
Sweet Money: Yes I would like a bottle of your best Champaign chilled.
Water: Yes sir I’ll bring it right over.
The water walks into the back to retrieve the bottle as Sweet retches across the table taking Icy by the hand, she looks up at Sweet her eyes big and bright. Sweet taking off his sun glasses slipping them into his jacket pocket.
Sweet Money: Baby there is some thing I been meaning to ask you since we got here.
Icy starts to smile looking across at Sweet waiting for the big question her hand starting to shake within Sweet’s grip, taking a deep breath as the water holding a bottle of Champaign stands beside the table.
Sweet Money: How would you like to take this bottle back to the hotel and we can have a early night.
Icy’s smile starts to fade and the look of disappointment replaces it, her head lowering looking down at the table before looking back up at Sweet.
Icy Cold: That’s all you wanted to ask if we want to have a early night.
Sweet Money: Sure what else would I ask.
Icy nods her head agreeing to the early night. The water places the bottle down on the table and pulls out the bill handing it to Sweet. Looking down at the bill Sweet grains retching into his pocket pulling out his gold card.
Sweet Money: Here you go take a 10% tip for your self good sir.
The water covers the bill and then returns with Sweet’s card, Sweet and Icy leave the restaurant heading back to the hotel the drive was quiet as Icy is still disappointed thinking the trip to dinner was some thing more then it was, she looks out the window the whole journey back, the limo pulls up at the hotel and Saw jumps out walking to the back to open the door but Icy with out waiting gets out walking into the Hotel, Sweet slowly gets out patting the big guy on the shoulder before following Icy into the hotel, she gets the room key from the desk clerk and walk into the elevator. Sweet walks in behind her and hit’s the penthouse button the lift starts to move up etch floor.
Sweet Money: Hey baby are you alright, you been real quiet all the way back here.
Icy answer with a quick sharp answer.
Icy Cold: I’m fine.
The rest of the lift ride up is quiet as Sweet and Icy both watch the numbers change, the lift pings and the doors slide open, Icy leads the way holding the key in her hand Sweet staying just a step behind as she opens the room door walking in she freezes looking around the room every thing covered in rose petals and a table with a white cover is set up at the bottom of the bed on the table is to plates of food and one lit white candle in the middle.
She walks over to the table pulling the covers off the food she starts to smile just as she starts thinking the worse of her man he goes and pulls this surprise. Icy turns around her head drops down looking at Sweet as he is on one knee behind her. Sweet takes Icy by the hand once again retching into his pocket Icy gulps down her hart stating to race.
Sweet Money: I know back in the restaurant must have hurt but that was a decoy while my boys got this place ready. What I been wanting to ask you for so long now, I know we haven’t been together for years but the time we have spent together is all it took to make me feel this way….
Sweet take a second to compose himself pulling his hand out of his pocket holding a little black box, popping open the top Icy’s eyes grow large looking at the huge diamond within the box.
Sweet Money: I guess what I’m trying to ask is would you marry me…
Sweet looks up throwing his sun glasses on to the couch holding the diamond ring in one hand and Icy’s hand in the other.
What will Icy Cold’s reply be as the night moves on.
Second part TBC by Icy Cold.
