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I sat in the parking lot a few minutes before getting out to head inside. When I got in, I saw her car pull up. A big smile stretched across my face when I saw Naomi headed inside the gym.

"Hey, Kel... what are you doing here?" She stopped speaking to Kelly when she noticed me standing there, ready to work. What shocked me more was when she walked over and threw her arms around me, embracing me. My head rested on the top of hers as I hugged her back, inhaling the scent of her pony-tailed hair.

"It's our morning workout session. You know I wouldn't miss this for the world."

"It's my workout session, Sin, not ours," she corrected.

"I beg to differ. When you introduce me to what you love, it becomes a part of what I love. So, let's get it. Light walk on the treadmill, weights, stair master, and back on the treadmill for a five miles cooldown, correct?"

Shaking her head, Naomi smiled at me. She was hard playing hard to get, but no matter what, I would still end up chippingaway at those guarded walls of hers, breaking her down, piece by piece.

"How 'bout we have breakfast instead? I can go for some hash browns, bacon, pancakes, with a big ass glass of orange juice," she suggested.

"Where you want to get that from?" I quizzed, looking at my watch.

"Your place." Naomi winked at me and headed back out the door. "I'll follow you there."

I got back inside my car, and she did the same, then followed me out of the parking lot and back to my place. She was lucky my mama taught me some shit, and it wouldn't be hard whipping up everything she wanted. Hopefully, this would win a nigga some brownie points, especially when I don't cook for anybody. Naomi won't be just anybody after afterwhile though. When I said she would be my wife the first time I laid eyes on her, I meant that shit.

"I'm glad I skipped the gym for this," Naomi let out with a stretch of her entire body. "I'm stuffed."

"I can tell. Those washboard abs you had turned into a barrel of beer quick as fuck," I teased.

"You got jokes, I see." Laughing, I pushed back from the table to pick up our plates. She offered to wash them, but I loaded them into the dishwasher instead.

"Come sit with me." Getting up from the table, Naomi walked over and took a seat next to me on the couch. "Thank you for this."

"For what?"

"I know how much you love the gym, and to change that just to spend some time with me means a lot. You couldn't pay me to believe we would be where we are now, with the way things started between us. I thought you would never give in to me, not anytime soon, anyway. With the type of man I am, though, I wouldn't have given up. When I see something or someone I like, I stop at nothing to show them that I'm in pursuit of happiness, and I'm gon' get that shit too, lil' baby."

"It was just breakfast, Sin."

"Breakfast today, ‘I do’ tomorrow. Call it what you want, baby."

Blushing, Naomi looked at me before pushing me back on the couch so that I was lying down, then snuggled between my legs, allowing her head to rest on my chest and her arms to rest at my side. This shit was all fresh, but I could see now that I'm gon' need moments like this on the regular, and I'ain gon' wanna hear no either.

"I'm a little upset at myself for waiting this long to fully give in. No lie, I liked you from the very beginning, but I couldn't let you know that. I refused to let yo’ ass know that. Plus, I knew it was a mere sexual attraction because I hadn't been fucked in so long, and I knew nothing about you, so that was based on looks alone. The way you smelled, the way you looked at me, and your voice sent chills down my spine. It was something about you that I wanted, but also something about you that I was afraid of."

"Baby, you ain't eva' gotta be afraid of me. I'll never do anything to hurt you in a way that'll make you cry for help. You'll cry, but it'll be from me delivering deep death strokes by touching places that clearly haven't been touched in a while," I stressed.

Looking up at me, Naomi's eyes traced my lips, encouraging me to lean in for a kiss. Surprisingly, her lil' mean ass didn't pull back.

When a moan escaped her lips, I knew I had her. Not sexually, but mentally and once you got the mind, the body followed.

CHAPTER 9

SIN

Goldie:No hints on this 'real' date? *eye roll emoji*

Smirking, I replied to Naomi. She'd been busy as hell the past couple of days, leaving me to only be able to talk to her on the phone. That shit irked my soul, but I'd better get used to it. It wasn't a reason to complain, knowing damn well Naomi hada whole-ass professional career. Here I was on the receiving end of dealing with someone who had a more hectic lifestyle than my own.

Last night, she'd done everything in her power to get me to drop details about our first date. She was adamant about finding out what I had planned for her. Her ass should’ve been focused on the game tonight.

Me:Nope.

Goldie:Jamison.