Page 56 of Trucker
Still, instead of taking her lips like I so desperately wanted to do, I pressed my mouth to her forehead, loving the warmth of her skin.
“If she comes to you again,” I said. “Just know the one I want to kiss is you. The body I want curled around mine, is yours. No matter what she says to you. I’m not hers and even if we don’t work—we don’t happen, it’ll never be her.”
Taji blinked but said nothing.
“Do you hear me?” I snapped, wanting to shake her. “Do you understand?”
She nodded.
“No, Taji. I need to hear you say it.”
“I understand.” Taji’s voice shook.
Nodding, I released her and walked away.
Having my woman claim me was hot.
Having Esther claimed me had me sick to my stomach.
I left Taji alone for the rest of the day and busied myself with finishing up my reports for Zoom.
In the end, I went for a second run for the day.
I usually used that time to clear my head, to get my thoughts straight. But even after pushing my body a little longer than I was used to and getting back to the house, I was still somewhat muddy.
“Um—Trucker?”
“Hmm?” I looked up from where I was digging through my bag.
“Wanna go swimming with me?”
I arched a brow. “Question.”
She quirked a brow. “O-kay?”
“Would you be wearing a one piece, a two piece or nothing at all?” I wanted to know, making certain she saw the way my eyes climbed her body like a tree—slowly.
I couldn’t help myself.
I love the way she flushed beautifully when I was naughty.
“Well, you have a choice between a one piece or a two piece.” Taji lifted her chin. “Or maybe a one piece with a t-shirt over it.”
“Ugh!” I fake clutched at my heart.
“Naked is off the table.” Taji told me, pointedly, her chin high for added effect.
“Ugh!” I was louder now, being more dramatic at clutching my chest. “Forever?”
“The only person who sees me swim naked is my man.” She lifted her chin. “You’re not my man.”
Not yet.
“Girl…” I smirked. “In that case, two piece, please.”
“So, does that mean you want to go?”
I nodded.
