by Nana Malone
“I checked the blog sites, the news stations, the gossip pages of magazines and you weren’t in any of them. I called my sister and they said they hadn’t heard from you,” she said. He felt a profound sense of relief. She’d been looking for him, waiting for him. She hadn’t given up on him. He’d feared that he’d return to her and she would have moved on. Or worse she wouldn’t care to start over with him. That was why he’d taken the risky move of showing up in her class, forcing her to give him another undeserved chance.
They settled into silence. He drove past the speed limit, anxious for the conversation to continue in a more private way. And for whatever reason she didn’t question him. She let him lead the way.
After a twenty-minute drive they arrived at his condo. He drove in through the garage and parked in his private space.
“This is your place?” she asked.
“It is,” he said. He refused to give away any other information. He helped her from the car and walked her through the garage to the private resident elevator. She held his hand and stood at his side in silence. Jon inhaled the delicious provocative fragrance of her skin. When they left the elevator and reached his door he paused outside of it.
Deja glanced up at him and then to the door. Jon turned and faced her. He liked the way she met his stare now with bold confidence. Gone was the shy uncertainty between them. “I’ve relocated my offices, my life, to here,” he said.
She glanced to the closed door and he turned her chin to bring her gaze back to him. “I’ve missed you, Deja. I intend to spend every day that I can to show you how much.” He brushed his lips across her cheek. “You bring out the best in me, Doc,” he said against her ear. She wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him. Jon only released her embrace to open the door. He held it for her to enter. His breath was tight in his lungs, and his palms clammy with nervous sweat.
The natural lighting from the open windows cast few shadows about the space. But the rose petals that led a trail into the spacious living room were clearly evident. Deja glanced back at him and then continued on. Inside the room were several vases of roses and pedestals of candles that had yet to be lit. She stopped and turned to him.
Jon tossed his keys into the candy dish and came in behind her. “I wish I could have done this at your place, but I had to improvise.”
“What is all of this?”
“Dinner, conversation, a chance to get to know each other again,” he said. He blew out his breath and glanced around. This place wasn’t like his other residences. This was him. He had a few sports memorabilia pieces on the wall and hardly any furniture. In fact, the roses gave his condo an appeal he hadn’t seen since he had moved in.
Deja removed her laptop bag’s strap from her arm and dropped it to the sofa. “Jon. We don’t have to start again.”
“You sure about that, Doc? We didn’t part on the best of terms.”
“We parted on my terms. I’m willing to come together again on yours.”
Jon narrowed his eyes on her. He wasn’t sure he heard her right. But the smile to her lips said he might have. She then removed her blazer and tossed it. Jon watched her, transfixed by her beautiful smile. Deja approached him. When she stood before him she reached and took his baseball cap from his head and tossed it aside.
“I’ve been waiting to touch you all day,” he said. He moved his hands up her curvaceous ass and hips. They glided up her back and he drew her in. His lips bore down on hers hard and punishing. Gone was the tender greeting they’d shared earlier. He had rehearsed it in his head. They’d sit by the window and he’d pour out his soul. Tell her his fears, his dreams. Tell her that he wanted a life that wasn’t filled with all the fake baubles of wealth that were spoils from his famous clients. But with Deja he never could find the words. It was when he kissed her that his heart was open and revealed.
“We should talk,” he reasoned between licks and kisses to her mouth.
“Too long...it’s been too long,” she panted returning his kisses. “Talk later,” she said as she loosened his belt. Jon swallowed hard. When his mouth met hers again he felt all his senses come alive. Her lips were soft, succulent and her breasts crushed against his chest. Deja released his belt and lowered his zipper. Her hand soon glided into his boxers and she stroked his erection. Jon groaned with his tongue darting in and out of her mouth. Before he knew it, he had her by the ass and was carrying her to his sectional sofa.
When they both crashed on top of the sofa Jon pulled back. He rested his forehead against hers, dragging in deep breaths to calm himself. “Sex with us is so good, Deja. I don’t want to mess this up. We should wait.”
“Jon, look at me,” she touched his face. He lifted his gaze from her lips to her eyes. “I don’t want anything or anyone but you. It’s already too good between us for me to deny it. I’m yours.”
A sly smile crossed his face. “Stay here, with me. Move in.”
He expected her to reject the offer. After all they hadn’t seen each other in months. He hadn’t given her the list of reasons why. He hadn’t done all the things a woman as special as her deserved. He was fast-forwarding to the end.
“Okay,” she said, snapping him out of his doubts.
“You’re moving in?” he asked.
Deja chuckled. “I told you. I’m never leaving again.”
Jon smiled. “Damn, woman. You keep blowing my mind.”
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ISBN-13: 9781488003486
Tonight
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