He rubbed his thumb over the back of my hand and dropped a kiss on it. "Of course, I'd want that but not after I promised your parents you'd be staying at their house."
I let go of him and stood straight. "You're no fun, you know that?"
He turned in the chair, laughing. "Is that so?"
I twisted my lips because I wanted to laugh so badly, but gave up and joined him. "You know what I mean."
"I was starting to think the only use I had to you was in the bedroom."
"No," I said trailing a finger along his arm. "You're good for other stuff too."
Kofi wriggled his eyebrows in a suggestive way. "That's good to know."
"So while you're with Kemar, can I borrow the car?"
I stepped back when he got up. "Where are you going?"
"I'm meeting Casey, my cousin."
"No problem. Kemar and I will be at the studio for a while, so have fun."
"Are you ready to go now?"
Kofi looked at his watch. "Just about. Let me pack up the laptop and I'll be good to go."
While waiting, I studied Kofi. His movements were unhurried and he packed his equipment in an orderly fashion. A far cry from what I'd do when putting away my stuff.
While at the hotel, Kofi continued his workout, so he was as fit as ever. His loose, long-sleeved shirt folded back to his forearm hid his muscles, but his jeans clung to his thighs. He turned just as my gaze shifted to his butt.
Kofi smiled and tapped my chin. "What are you doing?"
"Looking at you."
"As if I didn't know that."
He pulled me to him. "You are a witch. A sexy one, but a witch just the same."
"Whatever you say. It's your fault though. You love me so well."
He gazed into my eyes, then touched both my cheeks. "I am giving you what I think you need."
This was one of the things that puzzled me about Kofi. He was so intense that sometimes I didn't know how to respond to the things he said and did. One thing was sure, he was definitely what I needed. A solid presence behind me now I was back on Jamaican soil and dealing with my mother.
"But I want to give you more."
Kofi's soft words brought me out of my bubble.
"You're doing just fine," I said, "You're exactly what the doctor ordered."
"Flippancy is not going to do away with the fact that there are things we need to talk about, but now is not a good time."
That stumped me, but I put on my brightest smile and pecked his lips. "Then I guess I'm lucky."
"Yes, but wewilltalk."
I didn't want to go down that road with Kofi so I stepped around him, picked up my phone and laptop and followed him to the front door.
When I sat in the driver's seat of the black Toyota Mark X, he chuckled. "There's something I don't understand."
