“You make me sick.” Her words were still softly spoken, even as she insulted.
“You’ll learn to want me more than any man.” It wasn’t ego talking, I knew how skilled I was in bed. Shrugging, I let her words roll of me, because they didn’t matter. The bottom line did. “Are you agree-ing?”
“I’m a virgin.” Did she think that would save her? I didn’t mind setting her straight.
“You won’t be for long, if you say yes.” It was rude, but I wasn’t known for my flowery words.
“God! Yes, okay. Just promise me that Deshawn is no longer indebted to you.” The tears made me an-gry, and I wanted to demand she stop them.
“I’m the only religion you’ll ever need. Leave your precious God out of this. Now, get yourself together woman.” Standing up, I walked over to the bar and poured her two fingers of scotch and brought it back. “Weakness is something you should never
“Invite me in.” I wasn’t taking a step inside until she did. Ashley had to want me more than that pa-thetic little man she’d kissed earlier!
Her gaze was still confused as her lips spoke the words that gave me every right I needed, “Come in.” I pushed the window open feeling like some teenager as I propelled my body through the opening. “This is a dream.” She shook her head, looking at me, tears filling those gorgeous eyes.
“This is not a dream, Ashley.” Walking over to her bed, I ripped her nightgown down the middle, exposing that beautiful body I’d craved to possess. She pulled the tattered pieces together in front and sat up quickly. Her hands trembled as she attempted to cover herself.