Page 53 of Rose
Kiyan.
Ahzii sighed. She owed him an apology. She’d gone off on him without cause, and the least she could do was own it. She swiped to answer, pressing the phone to her ear.
“Hey,” she said softly, chewing the end of her pencil, silently praying he wasn’t still mad.
“Is it safe?”
His playful tone made her chuckle.
If nothing else, Kiyan always knew how to lighten the mood. That was one thing she liked about him—he didn’t take much personally.
“Yes,” she smiled, “and I want to apologize for last night. I was wrong. I should’ve asked questions instead of blacking out on you.”
“You don’t owe me an apology,” he said, his voice lower now, more sincere. “I just wanted to make sureyou’regood. You were pissed, and… I could hear you crying through the phone. As much as I’dloveto be the one doing shit like that for you—” he chuckled softly, “—and yeah, I felt a way that another dude beat me to it… I’m honestly glad it wasn’t me, the way you cussed my ass out.”
Ahzii sighed, hating how exposed she’d let herself become. She never wanted Kiyan to see her like that.
Still, she chose not to deflect. Not to ice him out.
“Yeah, but I’m okay. Just… been stressed.”
Half-truth.
“Well,” his voice dropped, velvet and temptation, “how about I help relieve some of that stress? I just got home. I’d love to see you.”
Ahzii rolled her eyes, but the smile that tugged at her lips betrayed her.
She’d be lying if she said she didn’t need the escape.
The flashbacks were getting worse. Sleep was barely a concept. And this thing with Savior—this unraveling from someone she didn’t even know—had left her feeling off-center and raw.
“Hello?”
Kiyan’s voice pulled her back from her thoughts.
Ahzii smirked, already annoyed at how soft she sounded before. She cleared her throat and leaned fully into the truth.
“You really gotta chill with all that mushy shit you be saying,” she said flatly. “I’m only coming because I miss the dick.”
Kiyan’s laugh rumbled through the phone. “Good,” he said smoothly. “That’s exactly what I planned on making you do.Cum.”
She rolled her eyes, even as a small laugh slipped out.
“So corny,” she muttered, shaking her head. “I’m on the way.”
She grabbed her purse and keys, slinging her hoodie on as she left her office. A’Mazi was still around, finishing up in his room, so she paused to say goodbye.
Then she stepped out into the night, her mind quieter than it had been in days.
She didn’t need answers right now. She didn’t want to think about Savior, or the portrait of Willow she couldn’t finish, or the ache in her chest that never fully went away.
Tonight, she just needed an escape.
And sometimes, a good fuck was the only kind of silence she could find.
???
Ahzii rode Kiyan’s dick like her body had something to prove. His head tilted back, mouth open, eyes fluttering as low groans escaped his throat. He looked absolutelyhooked—like every grind, every clench had him floating.
