Page 8 of Love's Instant Replay
“Hi, God. It’s me and Daddy. Bless this food. Thank you, Uncle J. Thank you for Daddy. A—oops, your turn, Daddy.”
“Savior for life, health, and the ability to provide this meal, thank you. Block out any impurities and let it nourish us. In Jesus’ name. Amen.”
“Amen.” Mica co-signs before picking up her tender and taking a dainty bite while dancing in her seat.
Mica and I have been working on dinner and nighttime prayers, so I let her begin our ritual. Hearing the various things she speaks in prayer always fills me with an abundance ofpride because it’s something she’ll hopefully continue with her children one day.
Ms. Ky:
Good evening. This is Kyelle from Echoes of Kyelle. I’m just letting you know that your books are in. Our policy is to hold all pre-orders for seven days before they are made available for other customers. See one of the staff members to pick up your order.
A goofy grin rests on my lips as I reread the business message Kyelle sent to my phone. After going through Mica’s nighttime routine, I walked into my room after showering and washing the day away. The low vibrating on the nightstand alerts me of an incoming text. I understand Kyelle’s desire to treat me like a regular customer, but the feeling isn’t mutual. If Kyelle wanted us to keep things on business terms, she should have kept her soul-stirring smile to herself. Since she didn’t, I’m about to be on her ass like bees on honey. With that thought, I type out a message, grinning harder with each word my brain conjures up.
Me:
Well, good evening, Ms. Kyelle. I’ve been waiting a lifetime for this single moment. Thank you for putting me out of my misery. It gives me great pleasure to know that I’ll be laying my eyes on you soon. Until then . . . never mind you’re about to find out. *winking emoji*
Exiting the thread, I lock my phone as I climb into bed and under the covers before rubbing my feet together, pleased with myself. Another quick vibration sounds from my phone, causing me to pick up to see who’s messaging me. A Joker-like smile expands my lips upon seeing Kyelle’s name flashing on the screen.
Ms. Ky:
What do you mean? All that’s between us are the books I’m now holding for your daughter. Behave, Mr. Evans.
My dick hardens, causing the blankets I’m under to tent since I haven’t bothered to put any underwear on due to the first text I received from Kyelle. Desperate to continue the conversation, I hit the phone icon and my pulse thumps wildly when the call connects a second later.
“Hello.” Kyelle’s voice is like pecans in vanilla ice cream, a bonus most don’t appreciate from the confectionary pleasantry.
“If you don’t mind the interruption to your night, I thought we could remove the barrier of things being misconstrued between us, Ms. Kyelle.” The goofy grin on my face can only be summed up as an involuntary twitch that I refuse to correct.
“I don’t mind,” Kyelle says lowly, and my dick twitches upon hearing how sultry her voice sounds in my ear.
“So tell me, do you have a man?”
Giggles flow through the line as I hold my breath awaiting her answer because I probably should have asked her from the beginning. Nevertheless, I need to know because pursuing her is definitely my plan.
“Isn’t that something you should have asked during our initiation conversation when you were coming on stronger than a caffeinated drink?”
“Maybe I should have but my question remains the same, so tell me something good.”
Settling in my bed, I rub my feet together while burrowing further in the covers hiding my bare body. Making the decision to call Kyelle instead of continuing our texts just might be the smartest decision I’ve made in months.
My heart rateand pulse elevate when the door chime alerts me of an incoming customer, and my eyes collide with his . . .Kaeden Evans. A shiver slides down my spine as he walks toward me with a swag that has me wondering if he has a third leg between his thighs. I’m caught in the dazzling effect of his smile preventing me from looking away.
“Well, aren’t you a sight for tired eyes. How are you, Ms. Kyelle?”
“F-fine.” The hesitation in my single-word response has heat crawling up my neck because I had no issues talking ten minutes ago while assisting another customer.
“You don’t have to remind me. I’m well aware.” The fire coming from his words is like a boomerang to my lower regionas I subtly cross my right ankle over my left, grateful that he’s unable to see the gesture.
“Um. Y-you’re here for your daughter’s books, correct?” My tone is unsure and lower than usual as my heart rate increases when Kaeden’s woodsy and masculine scent penetrates my nose.
“Mhm. She will cancel my bedtime story tonight if she finds out I’m here and doesn’t come home with her books. I live for those quiet minutes before she conks out, so help a brotha out.”
Giggles escape my mouth at the puppy dog eyes and pout on his handsome face letting me know that Kaeden might be a pro at trying to get his way. Breaking our eye contact, I bend slightly to remove the books I’ve set aside for Kaeden’s daughter.
“Well, let’s not get you in trouble. I’ve been told there’s nothing like a good story time to set you up for a restful night of sleep.”
“See, Ms. Kyelle, you be knowing.”
