I stepped an inch closer. “Getting yourself together doesn’t include dealing with me?”
Brion sighed. “I’m all over the place, Hymn. You’re a professional athlete, and you haven’t shown me any signs of being a bad person, but I don’t know if my life fits into your world. You travel a lot, and I have three kids. Every time my ex gets underneath my skin or does something to make me feel some kind of way, I wonder how can I be dealing with one man and still letting another effect my feelings and my mood. I’m all over the place.”
“You’re doing a lot of overthinking. I’m busy during football season, but football season doesn’t last forever. I won’t be in the NFL forever. And stop acting like having kids is some kind of handicap. You’re making excuses, Brion.”
“I’m being smart, Hymn. Something that I wasn’t the last time. I let love, feelings, and hoping for the best cloud my judgement. Having to pack my things and leave the only home my daughters have ever known didn’t just hurt me. It hurt them too. I can’t keep doing that to them.”
“Nobody is asking you to. We don’t have to live together unless we’re married. We can’t get married if we don’t ever get together. We can’t get together if you shut me out. I won’t even act like you don’t have valid reasons for being skeptical of my career, but football isn’t all I am. It doesn’t define my character.”
Brion peered at me, and I saw the fear in her eyes. A smart man probably would have run. I didn’t have any intentions of hurting her, but it would have been easier to walk away. I didn’t want to risk adding anymore trauma or disappointment to her life, but my intentions were pure. I couldn’t promise her anything except that I wanted to continue to get to know her, and I didn’t have any plans on doing her dirty.
Switching the subject, Brion looked around. “Where are we?”
“Your makeup bar if you want the space.”
“Huh?” her face crumpled with confusion.
“I bought the building. You can have the space but if I know you like I know you, you won’t want to take it. So how about you have the first two months free to build clientele and then if you want, you can pay me rent.”
“Hymn are you shitting me?” she continued to ogle the room.
“As a heart attack. I know people can’t buy respect. They can’t buy love. But if this doesn’t show you my intentions are pure, I don’t know what else to do. There are no strings attached, and I won’t hold it over your head. Hence the reason you can pay rent if you want but if you don’t, I’m not tripping.”
“I can’t believe this. Thank you. It seems like that isn’t enough, but I don’t know what else to say.”
“Say next time I call you, you’ll answer the phone.”
With a simper, Brion inched in my direction. Standing on her tip toes, she wrapped her arms around my neck and snaked her tongue into my mouth. Shit, she had me scared lowkey. Maybe I was being naïve to how serious it was to date a woman with kids. We were already in too deep though. I knew that because it had been two weeks since I saw her face or talked to her, and I missed her more than I’d ever missed any woman that I dealt with.
As our kids deepened, I palmed her ass, and she moaned into my mouth. “You starting some shit,” I mumbled against her lips putting all of the blame on her.
Brion pulled back with a smile. “This is yours, right? You can do whatever you want to do in here.”
“Nah,” I replied peering dead into her eyes while unbuttoning my jeans. “It’s yours.”
Lust flickered in Brion’s orbs as I pulled my dick from my boxer briefs. When I picked her up and carried her over to the wall, with her legs wrapped around my waist, the desire was evident on her pretty ass face.
“I don’t have a condom,” I confessed as I placed her back against the wall. I’d hate to have to stop things this deep in, but I wouldn’t attempt to hit her raw without her consent. I knew she had an IUD in, so I wasn’t worried about getting her pregnant.
Brion’s throat bounced as she swallowed. “It’s okay.”
Hungrily, I pushed the fabric of her dress aside and placed sloppy French kisses on the part of her breast that was exposed. I popped the left one out of her bra and sucked her nipple. Brion’s chest heaved up and down as I tasted her skin and pleasured her in the process. We didn’t have a lot of time. Running my hand down her center, my brow hiked when I realized she didn’t have panties on.
“You walking around free balling?” I asked making her laugh.
Brion giggled. “It’s good to let her breathe every now and again. I only do it like once a week if I can wear a dress. I don’t do it if I’m wearing leggings or jeans.”
I placed a kiss on Brion’s chin as I pushed into her, and we both moaned. Fuck, I had missed her. And her pussy. “Hymn. Fuck baby,” she whined as I pumped in and out of her.
“I missed this pussy,” I confessed.
“She missed you too.”
Brion tightened her hold around my neck and gently nibbled my bottom lip before licking it. She placed a kiss on the corner of my lips. My stomach tightened, and I wrapped my hand around her throat.
“You know what you doing?” Brion couldn’t answer because of the grip I had on her neck. “You doing some shit that hasn’t been done in a long time. I’m about to dead anything that’s not you. You ready for that?”
Brion nodded as much as she could, and I pumped harder and faster. Releasing her neck, I peered into her eyes. “You just told me this was my pussy. That’s what you meant?”
