His eyebrows crashed together.
“For clarification,” I started, “you’re a single man. Is that correct?”
He didn’t hesitate when he replied, “Correct.”
Sadly, I hated that I had to turn him away. “My policy is that I won’t work with single men. It gets… tricky.”
His silence disturbed me. He stared at me in complete silence with a slight frown on his face.
Oh, boy,I thought.
CHAPTER 3
SYNDER
Glancingdownatthislittle spiff of a woman, I tried deciding if her beauty was going to save her from a good cursing out—not because I didn’t respect her boundaries. On the contrary, I fucked with her stance. I could’ve only imagined how some niggas acted in the presence of her. She was bad as hell.
No, I wanted to cuss her out for making me stare and causing me to rethink what the hell I thought I knew about love at first sight. I thought love at first sight meant seeing an undeniable beauty and being captivated by the pure aura of her. I never thought it was much deeper than that superficial shit.
This was diving headfirst out of an airplane to catch her from falling. I saw into my future, and her voice was there awakening me from a night’s sleep along with soft kisses. This was standing in a room full of people and still only hearing her heartbeat. Her scent was already a memory; it attached itself to me so tough. I wanted to reach out and touch her to see if she was even real. This was risking my life to swim to the bottom of the ocean floor just to retrieve the rarest natural pearl for her.
So, that was why she deserved to be cursed out. She surprised me.
“Sienna…”
Her big ole brown eyes widened. “Please, don’t say my name like that.”
Smirking, I asked, “How am I saying it?”
“Like… Like…” She couldn’t form a proper sentence, so I let her off the hook.
“I take it a nigga came at you wrong, and that’s why you refuse to work with single men. Is my assumption correct?”
“Correct,” she replied.
“What is it gon’ cost for you to make an exception for me?”
“Unfortunately, money doesn’t move me, Mr. Sneaux.”
“Aight.” She wanted to be difficult. I’d work around that. “If you had to put ya child into someone’s hands, who would you trust?”
“Well, I don’t have any children.”
“That’s not my question, Baby.”
Her eyes briefly dropped to the floor, but a second later, they were back on mine. “I’d trust myself.”
“So… If my baby girl hates whoever I hire in ya place, I’ma blame you. That’s cool?”
Unexpectedly, she giggled. “No, that’s not cool. You can’t blame me for someone else’s shortcomings.”
Slightly, my head tilted. She sounded so sexy when she giggled. “I absolutely can. The woman I need is standin’ in front of me, but she refuses to be of service to me.” My statement was loaded with heat; except I meant no harm. However, I noticed the subtle flush in her cheeks.
“Mr. Sneaux—”
“How ‘bout we do a test run? If you have any issues, you can kick me to the curb. At least gimme a chance.” Sure, I was begging, but Legend swore by this woman.
“Fine,” she reluctantly stated.Onetest run.”
