“Damn, sis. Tonight is starting off a lot better than I expected,” Skye said.
Nyomi and I hadn’t spoken since we introduced ourselves, so I gently placed my hand on the small of her back to get her attention.
“What would you like to drink?” I asked.
“I’ll take a lemon drop.”
He nodded before finding an open spot at the bar. It took a minute for him to get the bartender’s attention. I watched him while he waited for the drinks. When he turned around, he had two drinks in hand, and he nodded toward a less dense area.
I told Skye where I was going before following him. He placed our drinks on a highboy not too far from the bar and stood on the side, facing the door. I stood across from him and picked up my drink.
“Thank you,” I said.
“You’re welcome.”
His voice made my body quiver. It was deep and authoritative, and I couldn’t stop myself from imagining him demanding that I suck or ride his dick. The thought made mynipples hard, and I prayed he couldn’t see them through the thin material of my dress.
“It’s chilly in here,” I said, just in case he’d noticed the pebbles peeking through my shirt.
“You think so?” he responded with a smirk as he lifted his eyes from my chest to my face, which let me know he saw my nipples and had come to his own conclusion about why they were hard. “You know, I’ve been thinking about you since I saw you yesterday.”
I wouldn’t have believed him if visions of him hadn’t taken over my mind after he walked out ofSoulful Diner. I woke up in the middle of the night with a wet pussy because of his handsome face invading my dreams.
“Really? That’s interesting.”
“What’s interesting about it?”
I couldn’t tell him that my night was filled with wet dreams about him, so I cleared my throat and asked, “Why didn’t you say anything to me?”
When our eyes connected for the second time at the restaurant, as I was on my way back to my table, I just knew he would stop me. Not only was I surprised when he walked by without even a hello, but I was also disappointed.
“Did you want me to?”
He kept asking questions that would force me to incriminate myself, and I couldn’t tell him how I dreamed of sitting on his face and letting him suck my soul from my loins.
“I expected you to,” I responded.
“I’m sure you did. You’re easily the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Men probably try to spit game at you every time you walk outside.”
I blushed while sipping my drink.
“It’s actually quite the opposite. I don’t get out much, but when I do, men rarely approach me.”
“I find it hard to believe men aren’t telling you you’re beautiful when they lay eyes on you the first time.”
“You’re one of those men, so why are you surprised?”
He nodded, conceding because I’d made a great point.
“Honestly, I don’t usually have a problem approaching women I find attractive, but your beauty had me speechless, and I couldn’t find my words. I decided that if I ever saw you again, I wouldn’t let another opportunity pass me by.”
I could stare at Kilo’s handsome face all day, from the curly fade on top of his head to the luscious beard and mustache that encased a perfect set of lips. His eyes were small and piercing, with thick, well-shaped brows above them. The freckles that covered his light caramel skin were my favorite.
“Are you from Black Elm?” he asked when I didn’t respond.
“Born and raised. You?”
“Chicago, but I actually went to BEU.”
