Warmth spread through me as I listened to his laughter. “Ohhhh, okay.”
“I was talking aboutyou—yousurprise me.” His amusement faded as he stared. “I didn’t expect the afternoon to go like that. I knew you were a good girl but”—he licked his lips—“I had no idea how good.”
My sore pussy throbbed.
The man had a way with words.
He put the car in drive and headed down the dirt road. When his phone started ringing through the Bluetooth speaker, he glanced at the display screen in the center of his dashboard. He looked around for something and then shook his head.
“I can’t find my headphones. Excuse me for a minute,” he said, before pressing the button to answer the call. “Hello?”
“Where are you?” a woman asked frantically. “Please tell me you didn’t leave yet! Please tell me you’re close.”
9
I stared straight ahead, but I was all ears.
“Ma, what’s up?” Lamar responded. “I’m about to head to Chance.”
I’d tried not to jump to conclusions, but I was relieved to know it was his mother.
“Where are you?” she asked. “Are you close to the house?”
“I’m five minutes away.”
“Please go to the house. Thank you. See you when you get there.”
She disconnected the call before he had a chance to respond.
I looked over at him. There was no need to act like I hadn’t been listening to the conversation. “What do you think is going on?” I wondered.
He shook his head, and his thick brows furrowed. “I have no idea. Do you mind if I stop by my mom’s?”
“I don’t mind at all.”
We didn’t talk during the five-minute trip. Every time I snuck a glance at him, there was a mixture of confusion and concern etching his handsome face.
“I don’t know what I’m about to walk into,” he said as we pulled up to a beautiful white Cape Cod–style home. “But you’re more than welcome to come in. I’m going to see what she’s talking about and grab my stuff. I’ll just leave straight from Chance to get on the highway. It’s closer anyway.”
I suddenly realized I’d never put my thong back on.
I didn’t even know where it was.
“I’ll wait for you here,” I told him.
“I’ll be right back. If it takes more than five minutes, I’ll come back out to get you,” he assured me, squeezing my thigh affectionately.
He left the car running and the air-conditioning on as he jogged toward the house.
I rested against the headrest and sighed.Who is this man?Ithought, replaying the events of the day. I bit my lip as the smile started to stretch across my face.
Lamar made me feel good. Lamar made me feel seen. And most importantly, Lamar made me forget.
I closed my eyes.
Seconds later, there was a knock at the window. My eyes flew open, and I saw an adorable brown-skinned woman with a flawless shoulder-length gray bob. I knew who she was immediately because she had Lamar’s eyes and eyebrows.
Smiling, I rolled down the window. “Hi,” I greeted her.
