“Xavier.” She paused.
I stood, legs apart, waiting for what was to come out of her mouth next.
“Look, I’m sorry for leaving like that. I just, well, I didn’t want to do the awkward one-night-stand thing the next morning.”
My face scrunched in confusion. “One-night stand?” This damned woman. “So, you’re still playing this bullshit ass game, huh? Don’t give me that face,” I stepped closer to her, crowding her space. “We both know goddamn well that ain’t why you left, and nothing happening between us is just a one-night stand type of thing.”
Her face tightened. “How’re you going to tell me why I left?”
“The same way I just did. You ran out like a damn scared ass kid because, for some reason, youarescared. Of what? I don’t know because you obviously won’t tell me. Hell, I don’t even think you know your damn self. But you need to get over it.” I moved in even closer, trapping her between her desk and my body.
“I’m not scared,” she retorted.
“Uh-huh. Just like you said you were ready for me that first time, and you so clearly weren’t.” I smirked as her eyes bulged again. Slowly, her expression turned into a scowl.
“You’re an asshole.”
“I know,” I stated, grabbing her chin between my thumb and forefinger. Before she could make a saucy comeback, I dipped my head, taking her lips into the same type of kiss I’d been looking forward to waking her up with this past weekend. I didn’t give a damn we were in the middle of her office; I wanted to feel those lips again. Apparently, she’d forgotten where we were too, because within seconds I felt her hands around my arms, pulling me in as our tongues dueled. But I didn’t want to get too carried away, so with all the strength I had in me, I pulled back, taking her bottom lip with me until it plopped out from between my teeth.
“Saturday night. Your father’s. I’ll pick you up at six-thirty.”
“Wh-what?” The confused look on her face made me smile.
“Majorie invited us.”
“Us?”
I gave a half-grin at the incredulous look she gave me.
“Six-thirty.” I pressed a quick kiss to the tip of her nose. “Oh, and you forgot these at my place.” I reached my hand out of my pocket, tossing her panties onto her desk before sauntering out.
Just as I was closing her office door behind me did I hear her gasp. I chuckled as I continued down the hall.
****
Chanel
This man just dropped my goddamn panties on my office desk!
I picked up my phone and texted Gabby once I caught my breath. Not only had Xavier’s kiss and the announcement of Majorie’s invitation left me speechless, but his damn nerve to drop my panties—on my desk—left me stunned.
Girl, WHAT? Who?Gabby texted me in response.
You know who!
So...you left your drawers over that man’s house, and he was kind enough to drop them off to you at work first thing Monday morning??
I knew she was over there laughing her ass off. If I could reach out and touch…
It wasn’t “kind.” It was an asshole move! AND he had the nerve to say that “we” were invited over to my father’s for dinner on Saturday.
Oh, so he’s getting invited to the family dinners already? Wow, just thirty minutes ago you weren’t ready to date.
I was going to kill her. As soon as I saw her.
Gabrielle!
Okay, okay. Calm down. You’re just going to dinner with your family—a family he already knows well. No big deal and it was nice of him to return your panties to you. LMAO!
