Page 27 of Big Nick Energy

Asha James: 522.

Nick Williams: That’s what’s up. I’m in 501. I’ll come and get you at twelve thirty.

Asha James: Are we still coming back to the hotel? Because what I wear when we get together isn’t the same thing I’m wearing to the game.

Nick Williams: We’ll come back to the hotel so we can change.

Asha James: Okay see you soon!

“Tell me everything,” Paris said as soon as I looked up from my phone. “You look like you’re swooning.”

“I am!” I cried, putting my phone to my chest and letting my head fall back. “I don’t know where we’re going, but it’s definitely a date. He said he wanted to take me somewhere private and get to know me better.”

“Ohmigod!”

“I know!”

Paris and I squealed as we finished our mimosas. I told her about the text conversation and then we both brainstormed what we should wear for the rest of the day. We took a series of pictures at the floral wall and then we headed back to the hotel.

I had thirty minutes to get ready before Nick would be at my door. Paris was heading out at one o’clock, so we shared the bathroom mirror and got ready. I had no idea what we were going to do, but the moment Nick said date, I knew what I wanted to wear.

“That looks so good on you,” Paris confirmed as I did a little spin in my white and green milkmaid dress.

The fabric was fitted in all the right places and then flared out at the hips. I wore a pair of green heels that matched the cute little bag. When I walked, my body shook sexily so I felt like it was the perfect daytime date outfit.

“I was going to wear this at the picnic tomorrow if I hadn’t gotten Nick’s attention yet,” I told her.

She nodded. “And it would’ve worked.”

“You know what would be wild?” I put my hands on my hips. “What if I think we’re going on a date and the whole time, he’s just going to take me to his room.”

Paris’s eyes widened. “That would be wild as hell! What would you do?”

“I would go to his room and throw this ass on him so fast!”

She cackled. “So, you wouldn’t be disappointed that the date was on his dick?”

“I wouldwelcomea date on his dick. My mission this weekend was just to get him to notice me and to shoot my shot. So, I wouldn’t be disappointed because I absolutely plan on making that happen at some point this weekend. But last night…” I lifted my shoulders as I thought about our connection. “It felt like there was something real there.”

“I can’t wait to see how this plays out. I’m so excited.”

“Me too!” I squealed.

There was a knock at the door and we both froze. My eyebrows shot up.Did he hear us?

Paris and I hugged and silently screamed in excitement before I made my way to the door. When I swung it open, I was expecting to see Nick. I wasn’t expecting the wave of nerves and butterflies that swirled in my belly when I saw him.

Wearing a pair of olive khakis and a cream button up, it was confirmed that that man looked good whether he was dressed up or dressed down. My eyes swept the length of him, and I really had to sit in my level of attraction to and for him. It wasn’t justthe way the clothes fit his body or the way he styled himself. It wasn’t just physical and delusional like it had been for all those years. Spending time with him, getting to know him heightened my attraction to him.

“Hi,” I greeted him almost shyly.

His cologne wafted through the air and infiltrated my nostrils. I inhaled deeply. His scent was intoxicating.

“Asha…” He checked me out. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you. I hope it’s the right vibe for what you have planned.”

He licked his lips. “You’re perfect.” He took my hand and put it to his lips. “You ready? Our ride is almost here.”

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