Page 30 of Coming Home for Love

I was in the middle of getting dressed for the date when my phone rang. It was Shannon, and I almost didn’t answer. She’d been calling me more than usual and acting strange. She acted like I owed her an explanation when I told her I wasn’t coming home yet. When she asked why, I told her something came up. I wasn’t ready to tell her about Osiris, but it wasn’t her business either. To avoid her calling all night, I picked up.

“Hello.”

“Hey, O. Are you busy?”

“Yeah, I kinda am. What’s up?” I put the phone on speaker so I could finish putting on my clothes. I wasn’t trying to be late for the reservations I had for Wynter and me, and I still needed time to pick her up.

I had been staying at my parents’ house, but for the night, I rented a suite at the Ferguson Hotel, and that was where I had gotten ready. I wanted Wynter and I to have a change of scenery and our time uninterrupted.

“Oh, what are you doing?”

“I’m getting dressed to go somewhere.”

“When do you think you are coming back? You said you were going to be gone for a week, and it’s been a month, and you hardly communicate.”

I pinched the bridge of my nose and blew out a breath. I knew I should have gone with my first thought and not answered the phone.

“Look, Shannon, I have to go. I’ll give you a call tomorrow.”

“Whatever, Osiris. Don’t even worry about it.” The line beeped indicating she hung up.

I shrugged and went back to what I was doing. Shannon and her attitude would have to wait for another day. Wynter was my priority for the night.

Thirty minutes later, I pulled up to Wynter’s apartment and was at the door waiting for her to answer.

“Hey, Si,” she said when she opened the door.

“Damn, Wyn. You look good as fuck right now.” I stepped closer to her and pulled her into my arms. Her cheeks slightly reddened.

“Thank you.”

I kissed her lips then released her. The way the dress hugged her ass made my dick hard. And she had the nerve to wear heels, and that made her ass sit up even more.

I adjusted myself, walked to the couch, and sat down. Her apartment smelled like cinnamon or some shit.

“Are you ready to go?”

“I am. Let me grab my jacket and purse.” She walked to the back of the apartment, and I focused on the pictures on the table, so I didn’t follow her to her room.

A minute later, she reentered the living room wearing her jacket and her purse in her hand.

I stood from the couch and grabbed her free hand. When we walked out the door, I made sure her door was locked before we walked to the elevator.

“I checked on Osiris earlier. He’s having a good time with your parents,” she said as we entered the elevator.

“I know.” I almost said I went by there, but she didn’t know about the hotel yet. I wanted that to be a surprise.

We talked about our day as we rode the elevator down to the parking garage. When we got off, I led her to my car and opened the door for her. Once she was situated, I walked around to the driver’s side.

Before arriving at her apartment building, I turned my phone on Do Not Disturb because I didn’t need anyone calling, especially Shannon. The only people who could get through were my parents and my sister, but they all knew I had plans andwouldn’t call unless it was necessary. My sister was dealing with her husband’s recovery, so I hadn’t seen much of her, but my nephews came to my parents’ house often, especially when Little O was there. They were older than him, but they included him whenever they could.

“How’s your sister’s husband doing?” Wynter asked as we made our way to the restaurant.

“He’s doing good. I think he’s supposed to go back to work this week.”

“That’s good.”

She didn’t say anything else, but I felt like she had something else she wanted to ask. I glanced over at her and noticed she was playing with her necklace.

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