“You good?” he asked, looking worried.
I was sure my disappointment was all over my face. I had to cover that up, and fast. “Yeah. More than. I need sleep now. So . . . uh . . . thanks,” I said with a forced smile.
He nodded but didn’t look convinced. “Yeah, okay. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“See you then. Good night,” I replied, and ended the call before he could respond.
DEWAYNE
What had I done? How was I supposed to forget that? Fuck it all, seeing Sienna play with herself wasn’t something I needed to see. Now I was all screwed up in the head. My attraction to her was now full-blown need. I needed to eat her needy little pu**y. And it was pretty. So damn pretty and plump. And pink.
Damn! I had made a major mistake. I could not have Sienna that way. Ever. She was Micah’s mother. She needed a man who was worthy of her. Not me. I wasn’t what she needed. I had too much baggage. Besides, what happened after I f**ked her and was done? I was always over a woman once I f**ked her. The mystery was gone and I was finished. I couldn’t do that to Sienna.
I guess it was a good thing that when I cracked I did it through FaceTime. That was just playtime. Nothing too serious. Sienna couldn’t get all googly-eyed with me. She still had Mr. Vice Principal to date.
He’d just better keep his hands off her.
Fuck. I was f**ked. I had to shake this loose. Without f**king her out of my system.
I revisited the memory of her slipping her finger into her mouth, and my dick went from zero to sixty. I had to get laid, and fast. Before I screwed up seriously bad. My parents would never forgive me, I would never forgive me, and Sienna would hate me. I couldn’t lose Micah because I wanted in between his momma’s legs.
They were really great legs. Fucking amazing legs. The skin on the inside of her thighs looked so soft. Shit. I wanted a taste. Maybe I could get a taste of her on my tongue, and then I’d be over her. Then she wouldn’t hate me. I’d explain that it was just for fun. Nothing more.
I walked up to her front door with burgers and fries from the Pickle Shack. I had to get a grip on this. Tonight was about Micah. Not Sienna and her hot little body. If she had a magic pu**y, then I didn’t need to get near it. I’d seen my friends come in contact with magic pu**y, and I wasn’t ready for that shit. Ever.
“Dewayne!” Micah cheered as he opened the door. He had known I was coming, and he was still excited to see me. That helped remind me why I was here.
“Hey, little man. Ready for the best burgers you’ve ever eaten?” I asked him.
He frowned. “Do they have mac ’n’ cheese on them?”
The kid was obsessed with mac ’n’ cheese. And as a matter of fact, I’d had mac ’n’ cheese added to his burger.
“Yours does,” I told him. His little eyes went wide and his grin got wider. “YAY! Momma, Dewayne got me a burger with mac ’n’ cheese on it!”
I looked up just as Sienna walked into the living room from the kitchen. She was wearing another pair of leggings and a baggy T-shirt over them. No makeup and her hair was up in a ponytail. If this was her trying not to act like she wanted to impress me, then she didn’t know me that well. Because her looking all comfortable and clean was sexy as hell.
“He has you all figured out,” Sienna said, smiling down at Micah before looking up at me.
She smiled at me shyly and had that look women got when they wanted something more. Shit! Shit! Shit! I had told her we were just friends. That what we’d done didn’t change anything.
“Um, you two can go ahead and eat. I’ve already eaten, and I’m going to go take a soak in the tub. Enjoy your visit.”
Or maybe not. She was escaping. I didn’t want her to escape. I wanted to hear her laugh and see her eyes light up. I also wanted to make her smile. And see her eat. Dammit.
“You don’t like burgers?” I asked, trying to think of a way to keep her in here.
“She loves ’em,” Micah offered.
“I got you the best,” I told her.
She looked like she wanted some but was fighting it. Was it because she couldn’t look at me? I didn’t like that. I wanted her comfortable with me.
“You didn’t eat nothing but a few pretzels with peanut butter, Momma.”
The kid was telling on her. Which was funny and was giving me leverage.
“You don’t have to eat the whole thing, just eat some. I know you don’t eat a lot.”