Page 45 of Fever: Love In Scrubs
“I really enjoyed yours too.”
“Sooo…. this solidifies me getting another date, right?”
I giggled as I nodded my head. “As many as you want.”
“I like the sound of that.”
He stepped into my space and brushed a curl from my face. His hand slid around to the nape of my neck, and he leaned in to kiss me softly. Passionately. Sensually. I could feel my nipples hardening against his chest. My self-control was slowly going out the window. If he’d kissed me a little longer, I would have invited him right into my bed.
Before it got to that point, he pulled away.
“Goodnight, Wynter.”
“Goodnight, Jaxson.”
I unlocked my door and went inside. Through the crack, I watched as he went back to his car and got in. As he backed out and drove away, I closed the door with a smile on my face.
What a night.
As I went to head upstairs to shower and get ready for bed, my phone chimed with a message. I opened it to see it was Tinka.
Tinka: I see you just got home.
Me: Were you checking my location?
Tinka: Now, you know I was. Go on and wash ya ass then call me with details. ALL. OF. THEM.
Me: SMH. Good night, Tikayla.
Tinka: Don’t play with me. Call me Wynter!
I laughedas I headed upstairs. I knew if I didn’t call her, she would be blowing up my line until I answered. Maybe I would appease her. Somebody had to tell me I wasn’t tripping over this budding attraction.
Thirty minutes later, I was in bed with my phone propped up, sending my cousin a FaceTime call. It had barely rung before she was on my screen with a grin on her face.
“How was it?”
I smiled. “It was beautiful, Tinka.”
“Details, bitch!”
I laughed as I gave her the rundown of tonight. Of course, she was on the other end of the phone with the adlibs and animated sounds and movements.
“Awwww! Wynter! Let me find out you done went home and found yourself a man. A doctor at that. I love it. You look so happy, cousin. You’re glowing right now.”
“I am happy. I’m not going all in, ‘cause it’s still early, but I like him. He brings something out of me. Like his energy, Tinka. I don’t know what it is.”
She smiled. “You deserve that. Sooo… did you two take any pictures? I’m dying to see what he looks like.”
“We did. Hold on.”
I went to my photo album and shared my screen.
“Oh. My. God! Cousin, that man is beautiful!”
“Isn’t he?”
“And this is that man that did Uncle Frost’s autopsy?”
