Page 19 of Love Me Now: Antonias & Bianca
“No. It’s not. I’m not about to help him break a woman’s heart simply because you’re jealous.” She rested her head on her balled fist. “If your pursuit of Antonias is steeped in jealousy, then a relationship between you two will never work out. Never build your empire on another woman’s land. The regret is nothing nice to deal with.”
Kwamé sounded like she was speaking from experience. However, a shade went over her eyes that concealed her own feelings from me.
“This is deeper than jealousy,” I mumbled.
“How deep?”
Swallowing hard, I couldn’t believe I was about to divulge the truth. It was now or never, though. Kwamé knew Antonias betterthan anyone. If she was going to help me win him back, then I had to trust my innermost feelings with her.
“I love Antonias,” I whispered. “And although I’m not the woman I was two weeks ago, I feel like he would still love me regardless.”
“So… You’re afraid another man won’t take you as you are?”
“No,” I denied. “I’m not thinking about another man.”Ever.“I’m thinking about Antonias and how badly I screwed up. I just want him to see that I’m the woman he needs beside him.”
“Hm.”
I frowned. “Hm? What the hell does that mean?”
“It means you’ve had at least a couple of years to realize you belong next to him. Why did it take a tragic incident to wake you the fuck up?”
My frown deepened because no matter what I said, it would sound like excuses.
“When you find out thewhybehind wanting my brother, thenmaybeI’ll think about helping you.” Kwamé stood from the table and said, “Our session is over for today. We’ll pick back up tomorrow. Okay?”
“Okay,” I muttered.
Kwamé walked away, and I used the opportunity to put my gaze back on Antonias. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, Kwamé was right. My motives for wanting to be with Antonias had to come from a place that wasn’t drowning in jealousy or envy. My good heart wouldn’t let me do something so sinister to Katrelle without good reason.
I must’ve stayed on the patio for a couple of hours watching Antonias. His body glistened in the sun like he was covered in body oil made just for him. As I sat here wishing he’d remove the black T-shirt covering his hardened chest, he did just that. Muscles rippling and tattoos on fully display, he looked likeevery bit as sexy as he knew he looked. To think Katrelle had her hands all over him burned me up.
“He’s so fucking fine,” I mumbled to myself.
“What’s that?” Antonias asked. I was in delulu land and didn’t see that he’d made it to the patio. He was atop the stallion, peering down at me. His large frame blocked the sun as he cast a shadow over me.
“Uhm… You’re going to get sick out here without a shirt on,” I informed him.
He chuckled, revealing his straight white teeth. He hadn’t shaved this morning, and the scruffiness of his jaw was just scrumptious to look at.
“You ready to go inside?” he questioned.
I couldn’t focus on anything except the rippling of his arm muscles. They were distracting.
“I’m ready whenever you are,” I replied. My throat felt dry as hell.
His eyes swept over me, then back to my eyes. “You’re ready when I’m ready, huh?”
“Yes.”
Lowly, he chuckled again. “Aight. We’ll see.”
I wasn’t sure what that meant, but he took off on the stallion, leaving me right there to stare after him.
CHAPTER 8
ANTONIAS
Katrelle:Justthinkingaboutyou. Can’t wait to hear your voice.
