Chapter 15
Deshona
Damn, maybe I shouldn’t have suggested that. He hasn’t said anything since. Me and my big mouth.
“So, you want tonight to be a date?”
My head shoots up from the elevator floor as Alijah smirks, his humor and intrigue-filled eyes focused on me.
Open mouth and insert foot, Deshona. We’re not supposed to be showing interest or suggestions about dating this or any other man. Remember your track record, girl.
“Don’t get quiet and shy on me now. We dating tonight or nah?”
“I uh—” I stall on how I want to answer Alijah’s question because denying that I’m attracted to him feels like a waste of time. The man has been sticking his dick in me, and I’ve been loving every minute of it. I sigh and say what’s on my mind. “Yes.”
There. I said it. Now what?
“I’m game. You look too fucking good for anyone to believe you aren’t mine.”
Butterflies take flight in my stomach when Alijah’s eyes flash with determination, confidence, and broker no argument. My conscience sings while doing a spin with her hands twirling and snapping.
He’s mine. You may have had him once but I’m about to have him all the time.
The old-school R give me Alijah, please. We’re only sitting for a couple of seconds before an old school R&B song by The Whispers plays around the room.
“Come dance with me, mama.” Alijah’s mouth is so close to my ear that bumps pop on my arms as I bite my lip to prevent a moan from escaping.
Unable to speak at the moment, I nod, and Alijah stands before he extends his hand out for me to take.
I scoot my chair back and take his hand once I’m upright.
The thump in my chest as we walk to the dance floor can’t be helped or stopped.
I feel like Cinderella with the prince at the ball with every step we take.
Once our feet hit the floor, Alijah effortlessly pulls me into his chest as he guides me in a slow dance that awakens all my senses.
“You don’t have two left feet,” I say in a dreamy voice as I pull my head back to stare into Alijah’s eyes.
Damn. This is something I can get used to.
“Another one of Ma’s tips while I was growing up. She and Pops were the blueprint for my relationship goals.”
“Big-ups to your mother because you definitely know what you’re doing on this dance floor.”
Alijah leans in and places a gentle kiss on my cheek before placing another on my neck, and my body shivers.
My God! Alijah is about to have me drop it low and spread it wide when we get back to the apartment.
My body is on fire, and my pussy is doing the Bankhead bounce.
Sheesh. One dance blends into two, and I get lost in everything Alijah as the people around us fade away.