Page 55 of Sweetest Temptation
I wrapped my arms around my mother, inhaling her scent that always brought me comfort. We talked a little while longer before I left to meet Nyala at my condo. She was coming to help me get ready for my date, and I was excited to catch her up on everything. Just as I pulled out of my parents’ driveway, I got a text from Samir.
MyMan: I miss y’all already. I can’t wait to see you tonight. Wear something sexy, but comfortable.
I had to laugh. This man had gone into my phone and changed his contact name, which I had no idea he did. He had to have done it when I was asleep.
Me: So we are going through phones already? My man? I can’t with you. And who is y’all? I might just skip out on this date sir!
A few seconds later, my phone buzzed again.
MyMan: You not skipping nothing. Stop playing with me, Nova baby. You know I’ve been on your mind since you left. You been running through mine.
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop the smile tugging at my lips. This man was something else.
Me: Boy, please. I got better things to do. And that last line was corny! lol
MyMan: Yeah? Name one. And I bet your pretty ass smiled at my corny line.
I bit my lip, staring at the screen for a second before typing back.
Me: Boy bye! And for your information, I was thinking about what sexy outfit I am wearing for this date you begged for.
MyMan: Good answer. But just know, I plan on taking off that sexy outfit by the end of the night.
I shook my head, blushing like a teenager. “Lord, this man gon’ be the death of me,” I mumbled to myself.
As I pulled into the parking garage of my building, my phone dinged one more time.
MyMan: Be ready by the time I get there. I got plans for us. And for the record, I changed my name in your phone cause that’s what I am, your man. Get used to it. We go together REAL BAD!
I leaned back in my seat, grinning like a fool. No matter how much I tried to play it cool, Samir had a way of slipping past every wall I built. And tonight, I had a feeling those walls might just come all the way down.
“Oh, frennn! You are definitely getting some dick tonight after Mr. Tequila King sees you in this outfit!” Nyala was being dramatic as always.
“Girl! Everything doesn’t end with dick!” I laughed at my friend.
I stood in my vanity and checked out my outfit. The black wrap blazer hugged my waist like it was made for me, dipping low enough to tease without giving away too much. The little cutout on the side showed a hint of skin to make a statement. My fitted, black jeans molded perfectly to my thighs; one knee was slightly distressed, giving the whole look an effortless edge.
I smoothed a hand over my hips, turning side to side, checking myself from every angle. I don’t know why, but I was nervous. I’ve been around Samir a few times, but this felt different. I haven’t been on a date with another man besides Jerome, but Samir wasn’t my ex. He was showing me that he was a man, not a boy.
I looked down at the strappy heels on my feet, and the white polish made the shoes pop! I added my diamond pendant around my neck, my Piaget silver watch on my wrist, and some diamond studs in my earlobes.
“For me, it does! But all jokes aside, Nova, I’m so happy for you. I know this is the beginning stage of y’all’s relationship, but I am rooting for you both.”
“Nyala, we arenotin a relationship.”
“Hm! Sure, that’s what they all say at first.” She teased, wiggling her eyebrows. “But I see the way he looks at you, girl. The way he smiles when you walk in a room… Don’t try to act like you don’t feel it too.”
I rolled my eyes, heat rising to my cheeks. She wasn’t wrong. I’d been trying to deny it and convince myself it was nothing but great sex. The truth was, I feltitevery time Samir was around. That pull, that tension—it was driving me crazy.
“You play too much sometimes.” I sat on the chaise next to Nyala.
“Or maybe… You’re just not paying attention.” She shot back, leaning closer, her grin daring me. “I can see it in your eyes, Nova. He’s got you all kinds of twisted, and you know it.”
I swallowed hard, my stomach flipping.
Yeah, he does. And I don’t even want it to stop.
I laughed nervously instead of admitting the truth out loud. “You’re impossible.”
