“Details. I need every fucking detail,” she says.
For almost my entire drive back to Crescent Falls, I download with Aasha about my night. Besides the details of my night with him, she’s also extremely curious about the resort itself. We discuss that and make a plan to return for her birthday in November.
“Thanksagain for getting us the section,” Aasha yells from my closet.
“Girl, of course. I’m covering the first bottle since I can’t officially be with you but the second one is on y’all,” I tell her.
After the Bedroom Vixen party, Aasha got obsessed with the line and became a consultant. This afternoon, she had her first party. It was small but she actually made good sales. To celebrate, I got her a VIP section at the club tonight. It was last minute so I can’t get off but I’ll be lowkey partying with her on the clock. There will only be a few people with her—her sister Leesha, Icelyn, and a couple other consultants.
“You don’t have to do that,” she says but I wave her off even though she can’t see me. She walks out of my closet with three of my shoe boxes in her hands. Our dress sizes are completely different but our feet are the same size, an eight. My boxes are clear and I can see exactly which shoes she’s chosen. I just shake my head. “Don’t say no. All three of these would be cute with my bodysuit,” she says with a sigh.
“And so will the ones you bought and showed me,” I counter.
“I don’t like those anymore,” she says.
“I bet.”
“Please,” she begs.
“Okay. Either one. Just hurry up. I need to get to work.”
“You can leave me here.”
“Hell nawl. For half my purses and shoes to be gone when I get back? No, ma’am. Grab the box you want and let’s go.” While she decides on the shoes, I rush into my bathroom, remove my rods, and finger comb my hair. When I walk out, she’s holding two boxes. “Just come on,” I huff.
When we leave my room, we head downstairs then leave my townhouse. She heads home to get ready. Her table is reserved for ten but I report at eight tonight. As soon as I’m in the club, Janae, another VIP server, rushes toward me.
“There are two boxes for you by your locker. I think one might be roses,” she says.
“For me?”
“Yeah. They were just delivered. Don’t tell me you got a new boo,” she teases with a smile.
“Nope. Still single, but thanks.”
The last box delivered here to me led me to the best night of my life. That was five weeks ago and I still think about how Oson handled my body. It’s hard to forget a man who appreciates a woman’s body and knows how to please it.
But another box?
Two?
From who?
My curiosity leads me straight to the lockers. I bypass the digital timeclock and damn near run to the employee area. Just like Janae said, two black boxes are on the bench between the lockers. One short and the other long. I open the long one first, and again, she’s right. There are a dozen long-stemmed pink roses inside, same as the ones he had for me that night.
It’s him.
Just the possibility that these boxes are from Oson has me excited. I practically rip open the smaller box while cheesing the entire time. I laugh and shake my head as soon as I see the contents.My lace panties.The panties I thought I’d left in the suite at Seventh Heaven are inside along with a small slip of paper. There’s a number on the paper so I dial it and his deep, sexy voice tickles my ear when he answers.
“You got your panties,” he says.
“I did and the roses. Thank you for both. I went crazy looking for those damn panties.”
“I needed something to remind me of you. Shit, I still can’t get you off my mind,” he says and I feel myself blushing. “You been thinking about me?”
“Yes,” I gladly admit.
“I like that shit. You gon’ come next weekend?”
