Page 20 of Forbidden Love

“I’m not really a fan of it,” I told him honestly.

“I also like my stomach in one piece,” I added.

We both laughed together. I walked fast to the kitchen as bad as I hated to admit that I missed Casper, although half the time I didn’t know if he was home or gone. It felt good everyday knowing at least either him or one of the house staff was here. He left two days ago to Africa and took Esmeralda along with him. I loved my father’s relationship with Esmeralda, I didn’t know if he noticed it or not but the two of them were good friends. I caught them on several occasions talking and discussing things together.

Casper was hard when it came to trusting people. Esmeralda served many hats to his estate. She stayed on top of house staffwhen it came to cleaning and cooking his favorite meals. I felt happy for her that she was getting a much-needed vacation. Casper not only paid her way for the vacation, he offered for three of her family members of her choice to join her which was very sweet of him.

When I turned down another hallway that led to the kitchen, I felt a shift in the air. The silence felt like the kind of me being watched. I shook that shit off as paranoia, because again, I didn’t like the fact that I was all alone in this big ass house. Everything seemed to echo at night.

“Yeremy? You okay?” Larae’s deep voice snapped me out of the paranoid zone I was in.

“Yeah—” My words trailed off as I gasped out loud.

Sol was leaned up against the counter like he was the man of the house. He was shirtless with all his tattoos out on display. A bowl of cereal was in his hand as his muscles flexed. My eyes roamed up his tattooed arms, his body looked like a beautiful well sculpted canvas. His tattoos disappeared by his neck. Sol had a fresh low fade with seasick waves. His goatee framed the sharpness of his jaw like it was cut with intentions to make a bitch melt.

His dark brown eyes didn’t blink nor soften. He smirked slowly as his tongue brushed against the inside of his cheek like he tasted something sweet and was trying to savor it.

“Hang up.” His gaze dropped down to my robe, then slid back up to my eyes confidently.

“Umm—Larae…my uncle just popped up over here in the middle of the night.” I cleared my throat and coughed, trying to play my rudeness off.

“Okay, call me when you get back up to your room,” Larae spoke, still sounding concerned.

My throat tightened; I didn’t offer Larae a response before I hung the phone up. Sol scooped another spoonful of cereal like he wasn’t already making me weak in the knees.

“Uncle?” He murmured, munching on what I saw was my Frosted Flakes.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked as my heart thudded hard in my chest.

He sat the bowl down on the island and stepped close to me. My eyes voluntarily dropped down to his stomach as he purposely flexed it. I looked down at his black and red Jordan basketball shorts; my mouth watered seeing the big limp piece of meat resting on his thigh through the material. He leaned in just enough for me to smell the faint scent of his cologne.

“I’m here to watch you. Make sure you don’t make dumb ass decisions that would disappoint Casper. The look in your eyes, ma…is telling me that you ready to risk it all right now though…and make another stupid decision.” He bit into his bottom lip.

“What stupid decision is that?” I rolled my eyes.

“Me,” he stated flatly.

I didn’t move or speak because he was right. I was feeling the same way from the night he approached me at the club. I dubbed Sol as a one-night thing and a bad decision based off of my vulnerability. My robe suddenly felt thinner as my nipples pebbled until I felt them poking through the silk material of my robe. I crossed my arms over my chest to conceal my nipples as I smacked my lips, trying my hardest not to tell on how aroused I was in front of him.

“I don’t need to be watched. Casper and you are overstepping again, you can leave. I’m sure he doesn’t know that you’re in our house at midnight, standing shirtless to entice me while eating a bowl of my cereal.” I rolled my eyes hard.

“What? You want to call him and tell him?” He took another step, and I damn near fainted.

“N-no! Why would I do that?” I panicked as he kept the same cocky smirk on his face.

“The only reason I could think of, is you wanting more of this dick. You left the door unlocked, like you wanted company, Yeremy.” This time, his charming smile reached his almond shaped eyes.

His hand grazed the edge of the counter near my hip. He was close enough for the heat of his body to lick across my skin.

“That’s a lie, I made sure that I locked the door. I don’t want company at all and I’m not desperate for your dick again.” I lied right through my teeth.

His eyes darkened as he tilted his head to the side.

“Oh okay, you want that doctor nigga you was on the phone with?” He shook his head and laughed like it was a joke.

“Dr. Larae is?—”

“A soft ass nigga… That’s what you want?” He asked.

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