Page 5 of Her Pisces Allure
Crushing her to me, I claim her lips in a slow, ravishing kiss that sends my stomach into a wild swirl. Moans escape my mouth, and I relish in the soft fullness of Fayth’s lips before prying her mouth open with my tongue. Exploring the recesses of Fayth’s mouth nearly causes me to release in my underwear.Jesus!Crossing this line with Fayth feels everything but wrong.
“Earth to Chef Layton.”
Blinking, I stare at one of the waiters, having missed whatever John said due to thinking about what happened between Fayth and me.
It took Herculean strength to not follow Fayth inside her house last night and put us both out of our misery. It took my dick two cold showers and a conversation with Nana Ruby to go down. Yet, I woke up this morning hard and stiff, which had me stroking my dick before taking another cold shower.
“What’s wrong with you, man? You’ve been spaced out since you got here.”
My heart and dick are in shambles after one kiss with the one woman I’m not supposed to be thinking about or having an intimate connection with.
“I’m straight. What’s up, though?”
I have been working at Adoring Pearl’s Steakhouse since returning home, and for the most part, I love the people who work here. John and I aren’t friends or acquaintances, so telling him about my dilemma won’t be happening any time soon. As a matter of fact, this is the first time he’s had much to say to me since I started working here. Some of the staff had a problem with me coming in off the street as the executive chef. Yet, I refuse to pacify their issues, comments, or rebuttals, so I move around the kitchen with my mind on my tasks and nothing else.
“Oh. Boss lady needs to see you in her office,” John informs me, smirking.
Wordlessly, I turn to ensure I’ve finalized the prep for tonight’s dinner crowd before walking away toward the office portion of the restaurant. It takes me less than five minutes to reach my destination, and I lightly knock on the closed door.
“Come in.” Hearing the clearance needed, I turn the knob and enter the office with a smile.
“You summoned me?” My lips twist into a smirk while staring into my boss’s warm yet midnight-like eyes.
“I’m just wondering whose ass I need to kick because word around the water cooler is that you’ve been distracted. I don’t have time for you to be fucking up dishes tonight, mister.”
A low chuckle escapes my mouth at hearing that folks have been gossiping and tattling like toddlers at day care about me.
“What’s going on with you, Q baby?” Janae questions with her eyebrows hiking and her hands resting on her desk.
Janae Pearl is not only the owner and operator of this fine steakhouse but also a friend of my sister, Devvon. Janae inherited her family’s restaurant and has been dying to have me take the lead in the kitchen here. Although my travel schedule prevented it, Janae wasted no time locking me down when she heard I was returning home for good.
Sighing, I head to the empty seat in front of Janae and sit down, deciding to give her a small inside look into my present turmoil.
“I kissed the opps last night and don’t regret it.”
Calling Fayth the opps might be reaching, but she’s equally as forbidden, and our encounter can cause a similar catastrophe if Roman finds out.
“I can’t sleepwith Quintyn. I can’t sleep with Quintyn.”
Pacing back and forth, I chant the statement like a morning affirmation, and my chest clenches with every step and utter of the words.
“Girl, please. You’re better than me because I would currently be doing splits on that man’s dick,” Jaina interjects.
“Okay. You better find a way to play hide and sneak with that man. Don’t let Rome’s hating ass keep you from getting the man you’ve wanted since we were fast tail middle school girls,” Tomasina co-signs.
The three of us are having drinks at Jaina’s house because spending the night thinking about Quintyn and that kiss thathad me masturbating for the last two weeks doesn’t sound appealing.
“Why are y’all acting like my brother won’t?—”
“Get the fuck over himself. Stop letting your brother control you and your love life.” Jaina cuts me off while rolling her eyes.
“Do you want me to take one for the team? You know Rome’s ho ass can’t resist a warm pussy. Then he’ll be stuck in a catch-22, making him look like a hypocrite. Fucking him to sleep would be a quest I’d happily travel,” Tomasina suggests with a sinister grin.
For seconds, the room gets quiet, and I stop walking to stare at Tomasina before Jaina starts speaking.
“Uh, did your fast-tail ass forget that Jackson ain’t your surname, bitch?”
“Damn. Way to fuck up a pipe dream, Jaina,” Tomasina frowns before the three of us laugh, easing the tension in my shoulders for the first time since our conversation began.
