discussion.” I tell her with a hard face.
“I'm not-” Standing I lift her face to mine. Looking her those beautiful brown eyes, I kiss her tenderly. Just a twenty percent kiss. I run my tongue over those deliciously plump lips. Still famished I dip it into her mouth taking what I’ve wanted since this weekend, another taste of her.
Silently, she nods after I pull away and I can't help but bring my lips to hers again. More! I place her hands on her ass and jerk her, deepening the kiss. I want her! I rub my hands up and down on her ass ready to take what’s mine, but I remember I myself and dial it back down.
“Seven tonight, be there.” I say as I reluctantly pull away. She eyes me with wonder, suspicion and want but before she could voice any of that I get a call and she hurries back to her desk as I answer.
I watch her intently for thinking of her being in our home and it made my throat go dry. She's coming finally home. For the rest of the day I’m unable to concentrate as I watch her from my office window. My Angel doesn't know it yet, but once she steps foot in our home it's the only one she'll know. She'll sleep with me every night from then on. She’ll love me and only me until we have children.
Ready to make this dream a reality, I pick up my phone and call my personal shopper. I rattle off the list of things I'll need for dinner with my wife then hang up, expecting everything to be in our home by the time I get off. When I hang up, I get a bit of work done while stealing glances at my wife. My Angel will finally be mine and I get to be with her at home and at work. The overwhelming joy I feel is indescribable.
I guess Shay was right about one thing, I don’t need those other things, I just need her.
Love or Hate?
Angel
I can’t believe I’m actually doing this. This is so stupid Angel Giles turn your ass around and go home right now. Instead of listening to my extremely intelligent self, I find myself pulling my dress down over my wide hips and fixing my bust in the impossible dress Nia dressed me in when I told her about this date. When I open my car door, I look up at a huge house fit for a King. This is my dream home! So beautiful.
When I make it to his door I chide myself for not bringing anything but Nia said that I didn’t need to. She said that bringing myself was more than enough if he really liked me as much as he said. It’s too late now. I take a deep breath and knock on the heavy door, pulling my dress down one more time as I wait. The door swings open and I’m almost fall over at the sight before me.
No matter how mean and frustrating Channing Stohurst is, he’s always been a sexy, mean motherfucker. With his long brown locks and blue but sometimes golden eyes and a chest that the best of sculptors would kill to capture, he had no choice but to be a lady killer. But to see him like this, out of his suit, wearing only jeans, goodness gracious! He could only be described as sinful. This isn’t good for my heart.
“Angel!” He pulled me into big bear hug. “Babylove I'm so glad you could make it. I missed you.” He held me in his arms for a long time, not wanting to let go. Uhm?
“You invited me of course I'd come. I-” he kissed me hard pulling me closer to him and grabbing my ass. When I feel his hands start to travel under my dress, I stop him. “Th-this isn’t what I came here for.”
“Oh I’m sorry Angel, you just look so beautiful right now I couldn’t help but get ahead of myself. I’ll ask you to excuse my behavior. I’m a bit on edge. The woman I adore is here and it’s hard to contain myself.” I couldn't even say anything as he'd knocked the air right from my lungs as I try to spot a lie but come short. What is going on here? “Please come in. I hope you like my new home.”
“It-” He lifts my face up to his and pecks my lips.
“Speak candidly