Page 14 of Stay Awhile
I wanted to tell her ass no, but my mouth answered before my brain could.
“I got you,” I replied.
I didn’t knowwhat I was doing, but I needed to be bold. I wanted to be a confident version of myself. I didn’t know much about this man or who he really was, which was really scary, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. He felt safe to me, like he was the reason I had so much trouble with dating before.
We walked silently in our own thoughts the entire way to my villa. I had chosen the huts over the water. The wind whisked through my curls, causing them to cover my face. I lifted my hand to move them, but his hand beat me to it. We held each other’s stare for what felt like an eternity, even though I knew it was just a moment.
His fingers were the hands of a man who used them often, and that was the way I liked my men. I smiled at the thought as he tucked my curls behind my ear. I inched closer to the warmth of his body, not wanting to give him the chance to pull away.
I needed him to know it was okay to feel what he felt because so was I. I didn’t want to think practically. I would worry about that tomorrow. I needed to feel the weight of him pressing into me as he sent my body to another time and space.
The wordneedwas the only way I could describe the way I felt. I reached up and ran the tips of my fingers against his jawline. I expected him to tense at my touch because I noticed whenever we came into contact he would go rigid, almost like touch wasn’t something he felt often.
I reached up and placed my hand comfortably at the base of his neck as I stood on the tips of my toes. I tilted my head back, meeting him halfway, giving him the choice to leave if he wanted. Our eyes continued to communicate the desire we felt.
I knew the exact moment he threw caution to the wind. He bent down lower to close those few inches between us. I expected his kiss to be demanding and rough, but it was everything but that. His touch was soft, and his kiss was intoxicating. It was as if every second counted. The moment he slipped his tongue into my mouth, both arms involuntarily wrapped around his neck.
The urgency of the kiss picked up and that demand I had initially been searching for was now present. My back was now against the cold door to my room as the breeze continued to whistle around us. The thickness of his arousal could be felt against my thigh. If I was right, he was definitely toting something heavy, and I wanted all the smoke.
The clearing of someone’s throat caused us to stop. Brodrick looked over his shoulder, and I peered around him, only to see an older woman scowling at us with her husband waving apologetically.
“You two ought to be ashamed of yourselves! This is not a whorehouse—” she said, waving her finger.
“Maggie, bring your butt on and let this young couple be in love. Sorry, have a good night.” Her husband spoke up and pulled her arm.
She Immediately snatched it back and hit him with her purse, all while cursing him out in another language. Brodrick turned around to face me, and we continued to stare at one another for a brief moment before bursting out into laughter.
It had been so long since I was caught being fresh, as the older women called it back home. It was funny how, even as an adult, I could be embarrassed by doing something that grown folks did. It wasn’t like I was a child, but I definitely felt reduced to one in this moment.
He released his hold on me and took a few steps back. I wanted to invite him in, but I took that interruption as a sign to slow down, so I smiled, then turned around to place my key in the door. Once I got it open, I turned to look back at him. He was staring at me as if he was trying to figure out all the answers to the world.
“Can I entice you to go on the town tour with me tomorrow? We have to get up early though. It’s a boat ride into Viti Levu. Man, I hope I am saying that correctly. I’ll have to cover up a bit more than I did tonight, but I want to bring my friends and family back a few trinkets. I would really love it if you came,” I said.
The words tumbled out of my mouth quickly. I wrung my hands into the sides of my dress, hoping he took me up on my offer. If only he knew how much that took out of me to ask him, then he would have said yes seconds ago.
“If you really want me to be there, I’ll go,” he said.
I did a little dance, then remembered he was still standing in front of me. My cheeks warmed at the realization. Brodrick gave me a tight smile, then took a few steps forward to kiss me delicately against my lips.
I kept my eyes closed tightly as the feeling of him being near released its hold on me and my good sense. I opened my eyes to see him take a few steps back with his hands clasped behind his back with almost a boyish smile.
I stood in front of my open door, waiting, until I realized he was waiting for me to go inside before walking away. I didn’t know where this damn ditzy behavior was coming from, but it had to be his fault.
“Oh shoot, you’re waiting for me to go inside. My bad,” I said with a smile.
He laughed and shook his head before biting his lower lip.
“I don’t mind the view, but enjoy your night, Skye.”
I knew I was smiling way too big at this point, so I quickly walked into my room and closed the door behind me. I leaned against the door and played back the moments before we were interrupted. I was certain if that older woman who was hating hadn’t spoken up, he would’ve been knee deep in my guts. Funny thing is, I wouldn’t have minded.
I kicked off my sandals, then looked down at my phone to see texts from Chyna. I quickly sent her a text before I hopped in the shower.
Me: In case you wanted to know, I wasn’t stupid enough to go out with a sex trafficker or murder, and I am back in my room. Have a good trip because I sure am.
I tossed my phone onto the mattress, then made my way into the bathroom. I needed a shower or to take a bath desperately to release some of this damn tension that he had risen inside of me.
I decided to go with a bath. They had everything I could think of stocked in this room. I had even found a nice bath bomb and a set of bubbles. Once I could practically see a bit of steam coming from the water, I stripped, turned on some music with my phone since I had it on do not disturb, and slipped into the tub.
