His Obsession - Rose Marie Page 0,43
of the cars in the garage. Preferably the one on the blue lane. They are my safest model cars.”
“Wow, thank you so much Channing. You didn’t have to do all this.”
“You’re wrong, I do have to do all this and more.” Giving her another kiss on the lips I turn her face up to me so I can get one last look at her before I leave.
Seeing her beautiful face has me really contemplating if I wanted to leave her. I guess she’ll be okay. I have cameras here and all the cars have built in GPS systems that I can monitor live from my phone. I also have bodyguards watching and reporting her every move, so I’ll still get my fix.
Distracted by the wonderful smell and the softness of her cute afro, I think about the time we’d spent together taking down her braids. Part of me wanted to ask she if she could keep it in this puffy state but I don’t. However, she chose to wear her hair is fine by me, but I still think this is best. It’s sexy and adorable... It’s too much for my sanity.
“I'm going to miss you today.” Wait? How come it didn’t occur to me when I was making this suggestion that I won’t be seeing her all day today. I'm not going to see her all day. What did I do?! Why did I do it?! I’m not going to survive! Why did I suggest that?!
“I'll miss you too. Now go. You both are already late.” I pull her into a hug not ever wanting to let go, but if didn't go now my family could suffer in the future.
“I’ll see you later.” Today is going to be hell. Back in the living room I see my brother putting on his scarf and slipping on his leather gloves “Come on idiot, finish telling me about your night. I’m sure there’s more to the story.”
“You have no idea.” As I cross the threshold of our house with her not by my side, I feel my lungs squeeze and heart skip and beat. Yeah today is going to be terrible.
~*~
I can’t stop sweating. My heart is beating erratically, my eyes are watery, and my nerves seem to be all over the place. I look over to my right and see my brother pulling at his collar and seemingly going through the same withdrawal symptoms. Yes, he’s just as affected by Nia’s lack of presence as I am by Angels.’s Even though he’s trying to play it cool I’ve counted him picking up his phone and setting it down over twenty times now. I’ve done it twice as many times as him.
When I hear my phone beep, I pick up my phone and my heart stops when I see the selfie my Angel took while lying down getting her full body massage. Shaking my head fed up, I put my phone down and stand up. I cannot and will not put myself through this torture any longer. As I start gathering my things and go to shut off my computer which I never logged onto, I feel my brother’s eyes on me.
“What are you doing? We've only been working thirty- six minutes.”
“I’m going home, what’s it look like? I miss my woman I should be there if she needs me.” Landen snorted but started getting his things together as well.
“She's getting her hair done, not going against the Irish Don. Relax.”
“You have some nerve telling me to relax, yet you’re prepping to end your day just as early for the exact same reason. Besides you can’t tell me what to do. I am the boss and if I say I’m going home, damn it that means I’m going home. Aside from that I'd appreciate if you didn't bring up the devil incarnate in my presence; everyone knows you’re not supposed to say his name let alone mention him.” I huff stuffing my briefcase.
“Sorry, I know what you mean. Those O'Shea dudes give me the heebie jeebies, but did you hear about what happened with the older brother?” Landen asked looking up.
“No what?”
“I heard from a friend of a friend that his own wife kidnapped him. The lucky bastard I wish Nia would kidnap me.” He sighed putting his head in his hands looking over in the distance. What the hell is this some crazy romance book?
“Shut up and come on. I told you now to mention them. You ever heard of speaking