I grabbed her around her neck and gave her a passionate kiss.
“When you’re ready for that pussy to be pleased, both of my numbers are on the card.”
EIGHT
TATIYONNA
“Should I call?” I said out loud as I stared at the card.
What the fuck was I thinking? Was this a damn midlife crisis or some shit? This was not me. I was a married woman who was still trying to figure shit out. But Jah…damn, Jah did something to my soul. His presence was so strong, and the way my body reacted whenever we touched was something I couldn’t hide. Flipping the card between my fingers, I placed it down. I couldn’t. I walked away and got a glass of wine.
A few minutes later, I was back looking at the card, but this time I had my phone in my hand. Maybe if I called the work number, he wouldn’t answer. I dialed it and let it ring twice before I hung up. As soon as the number popped up on my phone, I hit ignore.
“Shit!”
Unknown Number: Stop playing and answer the phone. I know it’s your ass, Tatiyonna. I’m about to call you back.
The phone started ringing. Taking a deep breath, I answered.
“Hello.”
“Why are you playing on my phone like we’re kids? Come through.”
“I called by mistake. I don’t know what I want, Jah. I don’t want to get involved with you, and things go sour.”
“I’m a grown ass man. I’m not the one confused here. You are. So, what are you on?”
“I don’t know what I’m on, honestly. That’s why I said calling you was a mistake.”
It wasn’t a mistake and we both know that. You liked the way I made you feel, and that’s okay, Ms. Cole.”
He was right. I did like it but my damn morals were standing in the way of what I really wanted.
“Look,” Jah continued. “Just come through and see what the vibe is like. We both know you’ll snore and slob on a couch,” he joked. “If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve thought you hadn't slept in weeks. If that’s what you want to do when you come over, it’s whatever.”
Looking at myself in the mirror, I started taking the pixie durag off.
“I’m on the way.”
“I’ll be waiting.” He ended the call.
I had just gottenout of the tub and was preparing for bed, so it didn’t take me long to throw on something cute and rush out the door. Thirty minutes later, I was pulling up, and Jah was standing at the door, shirtless, waiting for me. I was aware of the tattoos on his hands and neck, but his chest was covered. The six-pack abs went into the V-shape groin. The pajama pants he wore couldn’t hide his dick print. The closer I got to him, the more I realized that I was out of my fucking mind.
“You hungry?” He asked as he closed the door behind him.
“Not really.”
“Thirsty? Like, I’m a gentleman and don’t want you to feel like you’re just a booty call. You know your way around my kitchen if you need anything.”
“I may need some water or something strong.”
“You scared?” he laughed.
“What’s funny?” I asked with an attitude.
“You’re acting like a virgin. Your whole pussy was in my face. We’re past the scared shit.”
“This is not something that I just do. You know what, I’m going to go. I knew this shit was a mistake.” I turned to leave, but he snatched me up.
