“Oh?”
“Yeah,” she said shyly.
I smirked and knew she was about to say something cunning, but her words were simple. She regarded me in such a way that my heart pounded damn loud in my chest. Who was this woman?
“I'm pleased to bring you such comfort to where you consider me worthy. How are you doing, love?”
“I just hopped out of the shower. Just wanted to hear your voice. I don't know why you got me like this,” she expressed.
“You're getting ready for me and you don't know why? Who are you fooling?”
“Okay maybe, but this is super crazy, right?”
“Only if you allow it to be but you like rolling with it so I don't understand the problem?”
“Armond…”
“Tell me you don't?” I interrupted.
She grew silent and I knew I had her. She was just as obsessed with me as I was with her.
“I'll see you sooner?” she murmured, getting all soft on me to get her way. That would work every damn time.
“Sooner.”
I disconnected the call then walked back into the living area. The second I rounded the corner, Arlando stared at me with a wide smile on his face.
“What fool?”
“You're in love, my boy! Two calls within an hour! Oh shit.”
“Man, shut the hell up. You're right but don't make a big deal out of it.”
When you know you know because I didn't understand the feelings I had for Brandy either. Our connection was intense. It didn't make sense, but it felt embedded into the deepest parts of me and I was certain that she would be my baby for life.
“I'm cleaning up then heading out.”
I kept it short, walking off before he could reply. I had places to be.
FIFTEEN
Brandy Noel
MY HEART RACED AS THE anticipation ate me alive. My anxiety was getting the best of me, and I couldn’t understand why. I asked for this. Damn near begged for it and here I was about to pass the hell out before the man could even arrive.
I’d taken my time to flat iron my hair and put on light makeup with a popping navy blue lipstick, shea buttered my body down and put on a light pink maxi dress that hugged my curves and four-inch heels that made my calf muscles pop.
I was putting on a show yet every part of me didn’t want to open that door and be seen. I was doing too much, too soon, and it was getting the best of me. I needed to chill but the overwhelming desire to be engulfed in his presence was maddening. I should’ve waited to see him once he returned instead of forcing him to see me now.
I stared at the door while soft jazz filled the space. I hadn’t been able to move since I heard the truck pull up. Chills rolled across my skin as he approached. His light footsteps grew louder with each step. My mouth watered when he knocked on the door and I hesitated before calming myself with a deep breath then answered it.
His gaze roamed my body then he locked in on my eyes, closing the space between us in one step. My nipples lightly brushed his chest and the sensation rushed to my core. His large hand brushed along my cheek, those long fingers gripping my nape. Our lips swept across each other and my knees instantly grew weak.How is he affecting me like this?
He took a step back and examined me with furrowed brows, familiarizing himself with my stature. I must’ve been obvious as hell.
“What have I done?”
“What? Nothing.” I quickly brushed my hand across my forehead as a nervous chuckle escaped my lips.
