A/N: Here is the next chapter! I hope it will be to your liking... Once again I like to thank my awesome beta who for some reason like to review my dribbles...Thank you for all the reviews, love and support it really inspires me to continue writing! thanks again...
DISCLAIMER: If I owned Star Trek the new movie will be out already....so that just leaves me with my imagination and love!....Enjoy I also do not own What You Won't Do For Love by Bobby Caldwell or I Only Have Eyes For You by The Flamingoes
Chapter Twenty Five: Christmas in Africa – Mnah Proposal Part Two
The La Maladre Penthouse, Suite B, was breathtaking. The large, spacious suite overlooked the white costal lines of the Maputo Bay to the west.
"What do you think?" Gaila asked.
"This place is gorgeous," Nyota answered breathlessly. "Did you get a look at the bathroom? It is made up entirely of marble, and the old-fashioned showerhead and knobs? Gaila, this is more than I had ever expected. Spock is going to be blown away."
"How can you tell? He only have one expression—stoic."
"Spock is very expressive."
"You should know."
"I can't wait until tonight," she beamed. "It's going to be a night to remember."
Nyota arranged the scented candles around the bedroom and requested to have several bottles of chocolate drinks chilled on ice to be sent up to the penthouse before her arrival.
"Chocolate drinks?" Gaila asked in disbelief. "You are staying at the most expensive hotel in the universe and you are requesting a child's drink? What is it with you two geeks?"
Nyota smiled at Gaila, unwilling to reveal the truth. "If it makes you feel any better, I'll order a very expensive bottle of Jack, okay?"
"Now you're talking."
***
Gaila and Nyota described the La Maladre penthouse suite to Nyota's sisters and cousin.
"It is the perfect romantic setting for a proposal," Nyota gushed. "Way better than anything the Hilton could offer."
"I can't believe the Hilton is footing the bill," Grace said. "Wow, what luck." Gaila and Nyota smiled at each other.
"I know, right?" Nyota agreed. "Even I was surprised at the level of their generosity. But now I have only one problem."
"What is it?"
"How to get Spock there without ruining the surprise."
"Leave that to us," Rowena replied. "You make sure you're ready."
Noe'mia glanced at the chronometer and stood up to leave. "Gaila, we better get going," she said.
"Alright." Gaila got up and stretched her long limbs. "Ny, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure, what's up?"
"In private?"
"Sure." The two friends walked to the sitting area. "What is it, Gaila? Anything wrong? Are you going to confess that you really killed that pig, Brian?"
"No," Gaila replied. "I left that creep very much alive. I wanted to confess that your dress isn't a gift from me but from the hot, Vulcan love god."
"Really?"
"Yeah, your man is a genius and sexy, but he is not so bright when it comes to women's fashion. Ny, he bought you this shapeless thing that was passing as a dress. It was hideous and I told him so. He had asked me to purchase you something more to your liking and, voila, you got your hot, sexy dress."
"I bet he instructed you to make sure it wasn't sexy, didn't he?"
"You know your Spock so well."
"Do you still have the original dress he bought, by any chance?"
Gaila nodded. "I'm going to burn it. Why?"
"I want it."
"Please don't tell me you are going to wear it."
"Okay, I won't. I want it because he bought it for me."
"Okay, wait right here. I had stashed it under the couch." Gaila reached under the couch and pulled out the bag. She handed the bag over to Nyota. Nyota pulled out the dress and held it up to get a better view. "See, hideous."
"I admit, it's not flattering," Nyota agreed. "But it's kind of cute in a bland kind of way." She placed it back into the bag.
"Are you going to wear it?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Ny," Gaila protested.
"Thanks for giving me the heads up on the dress," Nyota said, changing the subject.
They heard Ouseman's hover car pulled up in the driveway. "I better go up and get dressed. See you in a few." Nyota headed for the stairs then stopped. She turned to Gaila. "Thank you for everything."
"Geek love, right?"
Nyota rolled her eyes and laughed. "Geek love."
***
Gaila smiled warmly as she approached Spock and handed him his federation credit card and the newly purchased dress and shoes. "Thank you, Gaila," se said appreciatively. "Is it to Nyota's liking?"
"She is going to love it."
"It is too provocative?"
"It depends on whose standards of provocative you're going by." Gaila smiled mischievously. Spock raised his eyebrows. "Relax, Commander, everything is alright."
"According to whose standards?" he threw back at her.
Gaila chuckled. "See you in a little while."
Nyota's scent embraced him as he neared her bedroom. He quickly entered his bedroom and locked the door. He heard the shower running and noticed his bathroom door was slightly ajar.
His lips curved into a smile.
He slid out of his clothes and quickly stepped into the steamy bathroom. Nyota opened the shower door, and greeted him with a smile.
"I was wondering how long I had to wait for you to show up." She stepped aside to let him in.
She was in his arms before the door closed.
"Nyota," he whispered, covering her face with kisses.
"I missed you, too, Spock." She laid her head against his chest and inhaled deeply.
They held each other for a few minutes before reluctantly pulling apart.
"We must not be late," Nyota reminded him. "My dad hates being late."
She handed him the washcloth and turned her back to him. Nyota closed her eyes and moaned slightly as Spock slowly scrubbed her back in a circular motion. He bent his head down and kissed the back of her neck. Her body shuddered as he pulled her against him. She felt his hot breath on her ear as he whispered, "There is more to come," before playfully biting her earlobe.
"You promise?" she breathed heavily.
His response was a low growl.
Nyota's temperature rose two point five degrees.
With great difficulty, they managed to shower and went to their separate rooms to dress, despite Spock's protest.
"I want to see you get dressed, Nyota." He was really curious to see what Gaila had bought her.
"We will never get dressed on time if we're in the same room," she stated truthfully. She kissed him on the lips, thanked him for the dress and shoes. "I'll meet you downstairs." She winked at him seductively and growled. "Wear something sexy, sexy."
***
Nyota packed her small overnight bag and placed it on her bed before getting dressed. She rubbed lotion over her body and put on eyeliner and mascara. She shimmied into her dress and put on her favorite silver hoop earrings. She slipped into her new high heels and checked out her appearance a final time before meeting Spock downstairs.
Both of Spock's eyebrows shot up as Nyota strolled into the living area. "Thanks for the dress, sweetie," she said coyly. She looked at him lustfully. "You are looking hot." Spock was dressed in black slacks and a pale blue, button-down tailored shirt, which accentuated his lean frame.
His dark, brown eyes traveled the length of her long, luscious legs, stopping at her sensuous thighs. He had a sudden urge to bite them.
"Nyota, we will not be staying for the entire gathering," he informed her.
"Okay, sweetie," she said, smiling in agreement.
***
Spock and Nyota sat next to Gaila and Noe'mia. "You look hot," Gaila greeted.
"Thank you. Spock bought it for me." She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Doesn't he have great taste in clothes?" she beamed.
Gaila looked at Spock with a smile on her lips. "Yes, he does," she agreed.
Auntie Sylvie arrived and was seated at the place of honor. Soon the rest of the Uhura family arrived and the hall was filled with laughter and music. Gaila was collecting a fair amount of admirers among the Uhura male population, who kept her dancing.
Nyota slipped her hand in Spock's and squeezed it gently. He squeezed back. Nyota smiled at him and laid her head on his shoulder. "Are you having a good time?" she asked.
"Yes." He nodded.
"Good."
Rowena and her Thomaz approached them with Lanre leading the way. "Uncle Spock," Lanre sang, jumping in Spock's lap.
"Hello, Lanre," Spock greeted. "How are you?"
Lanre giggled.
Rowena sat in the chair next to Nyota. "Ta, that dress is smoking hot. Where did you get it?"
"You have to ask Spock; he bought it for me," she bragged.
"Spock, you have to take Thomaz shopping," Rowena replied. "He needs to learn how to dress a woman. Would you believe he brought me some shapeless frock for my birthday?"
Gaila and Nyota began to laugh as Spock remained silent.
"Aren't you two going to dance?" Grace asked Nyota.
"Spock doesn't dance," Nyota explained.
"Are you kidding? Spock, I thought Vulcans knew how to do everything?" Rowena exclaimed.
Spock excused himself. "I am going to pay my respects to your Great Aunt Sylvie," he said. "I will be back shortly."
"Okay, sweetie." Nyota watched as he walked towards Auntie Sylvie's table.
"Did I hurt his feelings?" Rowena asked. "I was only joking with him."
"No," Nyota assured her. "Spock is a man of few words."
"While we have the chance to talk alone, let me tell you our plan to get you and Spock to the hotel."
"I'm listening."
"The La Maladre will provide a limousine to pick up the both of you from here and whisk you away to your love nest."
"Seems simple enough, but what about our bags?"
"Details, details, it will be taken care of."
"Sounds like a plan."
"Aren't you nervous?"
Nyota nodded. "I'm not drinking anything stronger than tea until later tonight."
"Good evening, Mrs. Uhura," Spock greeted Auntie Sylvie.
"Please, call me Auntie Sylvie," she said. "We are family now."
Spock nodded. "How are you this evening, Auntie Sylvie?"
"I am having a great time," she answered. She looked at her family and smiled. "There is nothing like being surrounded by love."
Spock glanced across the room at Nyota. She was conversing with Rowena and Thomaz. Sensing that Spock was watching her, Nyota looked up and winked at him, then returned to her conversation.
"Don't hang out here too long," Auntie Sylvie advised him. "I want to see the ring on her finger before it gets too late."
"Your advice is duly noted."
After making small talk with Auntie Sylvie, Spock walked to the computer and put in a song request…
It was time to put his plan into action…
He rejoined Nyota at the table and waited. After three fast songs the computer announced the next song was a couple's dance.
"Great, now I can catch my breath," Gaila said, rubbing her tired feet.
"This is a special request," the computer announced. "To Nyota. From Spock. What You Won't Do, Do For Love."
All eyes turned to Spock as he stood up and held out his hand to a surprised Nyota. "May I have this dance?" he asked politely.
"Yes," she said breathlessly. Nyota placed her hand in his and stood up. "Spock, what is going on?"
"I am granting you your fondest wish," he replied as he escorted her on the empty dance floor. "Your desire to dance with me."
Nyota's butterflies soared within her. "Spock…"
"We are dancing the tango."
They got into position. Spock held her close, placing his right hand on Nyota's left shoulder, his left arm extending to the side. Nyota placed her left hand midway down Spock's arm. Spock turned his head to the side. Nyota's head slightly tilted back, both stood with their backs in perfect posture.
The room fell silent as the music began.
I guess you wonder where I've been…
Spock heard Nyota's heart beating rapidly in her chest…
Spock slowly moved forward with his left foot…
His movement liquid...
Sensuous…
I searched to find a love within…
Nyota mirrored his move, stepping out with her right foot, adding her own touch of sexiness…
I came back to let you know…
Got a thing for you and I can't let go…
Spock stepped forward with his right foot…
Grind his lower body against her as his hot, tantalizing fingers slowly moved down her smooth, bare back, until his hand came to rest on the base of her back…
My friends wonder what is wrong with me…
Well, I'm in a daze from your love, you see…
Nyota mirrored his move…
Her temperature rising five point four degrees…
Spock's own heart beat increasing six point two percent…
I came back to let you know…
Got a thing for you and I can't let go…
Spock stepped forward quickly with his left foot…
He dipped down and quickly kissed her forehead…
Some people go around the world for love…
But they may never find what they dream of…
Nyota's eyes filled with tears…
What you won't do, do for love…
You've tried everything but you won't give up…
Spock moved his lower torso slowly to the music…
Nyota caught her breath…
In my world only you makes me do for love…
What I would not do…
"Nyota," Spock whispered as he held her close and dragged her slowly across the room.
But then, I only want the best it's true…
They can't believe the things I do for you…
Dayum. Gaila said to herself. She had no idea the hot, Vulcan love god could move like that.
In my world only you…
The heat from Nyota and Spock was enough to melt the Terran sun three times over.
Make me do for love…
Spock's feverish, dark, brown eyes gazed into Nyota's equally feverish eyes…
What I would not do…
Their bodies melted into one…
Makes me do for love…
Feeling overwhelmed by Spock's love…
What I would not do…
Her tears freely flowed…
What I would not do…
"My Spock, my beautiful, wonderful Spock." Nyota whispered in Vulcan.
Noe'mia took out her video cell phone and punched in the number to her traveling agent. "Hello, I'd like to book a trip to Vulcan…"
Spock and Nyota walked off the floor to thunderous applause.
***
"Ohmigosh, that was sexy hot," Gaila complemented, fanning herself.
"I take back what I said," Rowena spoke up. "Vulcans do know everything."
Noe'mia snapped her phone shut. "Yea for me," she said gleefully. "I'm going to Vulcan this summer."
Nyota, still not sure if she dreamt the whole dance, remained silent.
"Well, it seems like our future son-in-law is full of surprises," Ama said. Ouseman leaned closer to his wife.
"I'll show you my version of the Tango later," he whispered lustfully.
Ama felt her cheeks grow warm…
Anticipating…
***
Anshatha gathered up the volunteers to help set up the food on the buffet table.
"What did you prepare, Nyota?" Spock asked.
"Vegan lasagna," she replied.
"Are you going to share this time, Spock?" Noe'mia asked teasingly.
"Perhaps," he replied in a humorous tone, his human eyes smiling.
Spock left enough of the lasagna for everyone to get a small sample.
Grace pulled Nyota into the ladies restroom. "The limo is waiting outside," she informed her. "Rowena and Thomaz stopped by the house and retrieved your overnight bag as well as Spock's. Did you tell him to pack a bag?"
"No."
"Maybe he sensed something was going to happen tonight."
"He did inform me earlier we would be leaving here early."
"Anyways, you two can leave any time."
"I think we will leave after our performance for the talent show."
"I'll make sure you two go on first."
"Thank you, Grace." She pulled her sister in an embrace.
"Girl, you're my sister; I love you."
Nyota chuckled. "This makes up for all those mean things you and Rowena did to me as a child."
"Hey, no crying, remember? Not until Spock says yes."
Nyota wiped the tears from her eyes. She checked her mascara and walked out of the ladies room.
Grace quickly got hold of their cousin Esu. The tall, dark, lanky man was the master of ceremonies for the talent show. She explained the situation to him. He was more than happy to oblige.
Esu held up his arms until he got everyone's attention. "Now for the best part of the evening—the talent show," he announced in his commanding, bass voice. "If anyone needs to change into their costumes for their performance, please do so now in a decent and orderly fashion. Please remember, we are family, so there will be no booing and hissing. This year we had decided to put a time limit of ten minutes on everyone's performance." His eyes shifted to Matusu.
"What?" Matusu asked innocently. "I never go over ten minutes." More than half the room exploded in laughter. Matusu, realizing his statement was false, broke out in a wide grin.
"We're up first," Nyota whispered to Spock. "Then we can leave."
Spock nodded in agreement.
"Our first performers are cousin Ta and cousin Spock."
Everyone clapped as Nyota and Spock stood up. Spock picked up a chair and carried it to the middle of the room. "Sit down, Nyota," Spock instructed her.
Nyota sat down, looking puzzled. "I thought we were going to sing."
"We are," Spock said. "I am singing; you are listening."
Nyota looked stunned. Gaila, her parents, and Auntie Sylvie smiled knowingly.
Spock cleared his throat, His eyes focused on his Nyota. "Vulcans do not express their emotions and because of it, we are perceived as unfeeling, unapproachable, cold-hearted machines. But in truth, our emotions run deep."
Ohmigosh, is he going to…?
"This song is for you, my Nyota."
My love must be some kind of blind love….
I can't see anyone but you…
He sang in acapella…
Nearly half the women sighed dreamily…
Are the stars out tonight…?
I don't know if it is cloudy or bright…
Cause I only have eyes for you…
Dear…
This cannot be happening! This cannot be happening…first the dance and now this?
The moon may be high…
Spock moved closer and took her by the hand…
But I can't see a thing in the sky…
Nyota shut her eyes and shook her head in disbelief…
Cause I only have eyes for you…
He dropped to his knees…
Ohmigosh, it is happening! Her body began to shake…
I don't now if we're in a garden…
Or in a crowded avenue…
Gaila began to passing out tissues…
You are here…
So am I…
Nyota couldn't wipe the tears away fast enough…
Maybe millions of people go by…
But they all disappear…
From view…
He propped himself on one knee…
Cause I only have eyes…
For you…
He gently lifts her chin until they met eye to eye…
"I love you, Nyota…will you bond with me?"
Nyota thought she was hearing things…
Did Spock just announce that he loves me? "You said; I love you." She stated.
"Yes." He confirmed. "I did and I do."
"You said and I quote, 'I love you Nyota.'"
"Yes." He repeated calmly.
She searched his eyes. "You said the words…out loud and I heard them."
"Those words, I will only say to you." He vowed.
Okay Nyota, breath girl breath… "I never expected you to say them." She confessed.
"I love you Nyota, will you marry me?" he repeated.
"Huh...wait!" she said. "You're asking me to marry you? But I am going to ask you to marry me!" she yelled cheerfully.
The look in Spock's eyes was priceless…
"You are going to ask me to marry you?" he asked, somewhat stunned.
"I am going to ask you." She turned to her sisters. "Quick, bring me my bag!"
Ama and Ouseman began to laugh and cheer. Many began to wonder if she was going to answer him.
Rowena sprinted outside to the limo, grabbed Nyota's bag and sprinted back in. She handed Nyota her bag and sat down, completely out of breath. Nyota quickly opened her bag and pulled out her book of proposal.
Forever and Always, Spock read to himself. He carefully read each and every page, staring at the photographs of the two of them together, his heart expanding with each heartfelt word.
Nyota took out the small, gray silk ring box and opened it, revealing a plain, simple platinum male ring.
"My beautiful and wonderful Spock, my beloved bond mate forever and always, will you marry me?" he read on the final page.
He fished in his pocket and took out the crystal ring box that housed the Moon of Vulcan; the yellow gem gleamed brightly as he opened it. Nyota gasped.
They stared into each other's eyes.
"Well, are you two going to answer the question or not?" Matusu yelled.
"Is that why you were spending so much time with my father?" she asked. "You got his permission to marry me?"
"Yes," Spock replied.
"Your mother gave me permission, too." She smiled.
Spock's face remained expressionless, but inside he was dancing. "Nyota, will you marry me?" he repeated.
"Spock, will you marry me?" she repeated.
"Yes," they replied in unison.
"And who approves of this match?" Esu questioned, laughing and dancing.
Ouseman and Ama stood up.
"I do," Ouseman said proudly.
"I do," Ama seconded.
Auntie Sylvie stood up, her posture erect. "I do," her rich, alto voice boomed.
The words I do echoed through out the room.
"I do, Uncle Spock!" Lanre yelled. "I do, Auntie Ta!" His response caused the room to interrupt in laughter.
They placed their engagement rings on each other's fingers. Nyota wrapped her arms tightly around Spock's neck.
"I love you, my beautiful Spock."
"I love you, too, my intoxicating Nyota."
Noe'mia stood up and high-five everyone sitting next to her. "Going to find me a hot Vulcan just like Spock." She announced eagerly.
Holding his book of proposal tightly, Spock entwined his fingers with Nyota's and she led him out the hall…
And to their waiting limo…
tbc...
A/N: I thought these two songs describes Spock perfectly, around Nyota he is very unVulcan like and no other woman exsist in his orbit but Nyota... I got to hand it to Noe'mia lol I am so happy for the girl.
Please R/R it feed my muse...also just to give yall a heads up Christine will be making an appearance again soon, we can't have our fav couple be all sugar and cream without some conflict! Thank you for reading!