“Alone or are you expecting company?”
My head tilted to the side and this time I knew for sure I was frowning. “Um, I don’t think that’s appropriate, Oscar.”
“Oh no, it’s not what you’re thinking, Sophie. I was just wondering if we should be on the lookout for Mr. Carter. He’s been here a lot lately and…”
I cut off his rambling. “No need. Mr. Carter can let himself up. He has an elevator key,” I said in reference to giving Trooper my spare key card to the elevator that led to my apartment. For some reason, I felt uncomfortable and wanted Oscar to know Trooper could get to me if necessary. I thought about Anthony mentioning Oscar had a slight crush. He was harmless enough, but one could never be too sure with people.
“Yes, ma’am. Well, if you need anything, just let me know. Enjoy the rest of your evening, Sophie,” Oscar said, then turned to leave.
I held my card up to the security pad and waited for the elevator doors to open. Once inside my place, I placed my things on the table by the door, kicked off my shoes, and began stripping out of my clothes. I entered my bedroom and tossed my shirt on the bed before I unzipped my skirt and stepped out, tossing it on the bed too. My next move was heading to the kitchen where I poured myself a glass of wine then made my way back to my bedroom. I climbed into bed and fluffed the pillows under my head.
At this point, I just wanted to relax my mind and escape. Hopefully, a glass of wine and a good nap would somewhat fix things for me. Even if it was just temporary.
Iwas awakened much later by hands moving up my body and kisses on my neck and shoulder. My room was dark, but Trooper’s cologne and the feel of his body next to mine was a dead giveaway. I snuggled closer to him and smiled.
“I missed you,” I mumbled softly.
His voice vibrated through my body as he pulled me closer. “I can’t tell. Looks like you been here all day and didn’t bother to call me.”
“I knew you were busy and didn’t want to bother you.”
“I’m never too busy for you, Sophie. You know that, baby girl. Why you in bed, though? You feel okay?”
I released a stress-filled sigh before I turned to face him. All the lights were off in my room, but a warm glow shone through the door from the living room, allowing me to see his face. He looked concerned, which made me smile.
“My father came to see me today.”
“And?”
“And he’s so deadset against me being with you. I just don’t understand that.”
“Shit don’t have to make sense for some people, Sophie. It just is what it is. Your father is the type of man used to telling people what to do and they do it. So when it doesn’t happen, it’s a problem.”
“But I just don’t understand why though. I get he has an issue with who you are, but if I don’t, why should it matter?”
“What I don’t understand is why you’re talking about it instead of handling this.” Trooper pulled my hand to the swell in his boxers, making sure to rub it along his full length.
I grinned before biting down on my lip. “I’m serious, Trooper.”
“So am I. I’m hard as fuck right now and you’re talking things that don’t matter. Are you happy?”
“Yes, you know I am.”
“Then don’t worry about it. I know that’s your people, so it matters. I’m not saying it doesn’t, but you’re here. His opinion isn’t going to change shit between us. Now can we stop talking so you can come sit on this.”
Trooper slipped my hand into his boxers then kissed me. That was all the convincing I needed. My clit throbbed and my stomach tensed from the anticipation of him sliding inside of me. I sat up, moved my panties down my thighs, and kicked them to the floor. Trooper rolled onto his back and just watched as I straddled his waist. Using both hands to expose what I was longing for, I slowly positioned myself so he could enter me. Right now, my mind was on pleasing my man. Everything else would just have to wait.
Chapter 21
Trooper
Ismiled as I watched Sophie from across the room while she slipped into her dress.
We had dinner plans with Los and Maddie and she had us late as hell because she’d changed three times. Everything she put on was sexy as fuck, but she got dressed, looked in the mirror, then complained it wasn’t right. I was annoyed as fuck because I was hungry as hell and ready to leave, but I didn’t wanna to ruin our evening with an argument about what the fuck she wore. For that reason, I patiently pulled on my blunt and watched her sexy ass play fashion show.
“What about this?” She walked over and stood a few feet from me wearing a short ass red dress that slipped off her shoulders and flowed around her body.
All I could think about was how easy it would be for me to slip under it and fuck her if I wanted to. Shit was cool with me because we had a history of handling things in the car, bathrooms, and elevators.
