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“Time for what?” I cannot concentrate on her face. Dejonae is wearing a sexy little slip with lace along the top and thin straps. Dark brown skin supple enough to bite tempts me.
“Don’t give me that look, Sazuki.”
“What look?” I moan, tugging her on top of my lap.
She straddles my waist, her dress riding high and exposing her lace undergarments. The friction of her body against my pants rips a groan from me.
How can I have her walking around my bedroom in this strip of clothing andnottouch her?
She pops a soft, teasing kiss on my lips, plants her hands on my chest and pushes out of my arms.
I groan again, but she has no mercy.
“Go to Adam’s party with me and we can continue this later.”
“If I don’t?” I ask.
She arches a brow. “Do you want to test me?”
I do not.
Dejonae’s negotiation skills are quite sharp, as proven by the salary she demanded when I offered her a permanent position at the foundation.
She disappears into the bathroom. I am forced to cool my passion by pacing the bedroom and doing a few push ups.
“By the way,” Dejonae’s voice echoes from the bathroom, “Ashanti said to tell you she’d be back for a quick visit this weekend.”
“Ah.” I make a note on my tablet.
After I clarified our relationship, Ashanti returned to her singing job on the cruise ship. Since then, she has kept her distance from me.
However, she and Dejonae made a small truce for Niko’s sake. The two speak on occasion when it pertains to our daughter.
I doubt we will be having a big family dinner any time soon, but at least there seems to be no obvious animosity.
Or perhaps, Dejonae is showing more restraint than I have given her credit for.
Either way, I am determined to ease her mind by assuring her that my heart belongs to her only. My hope is that, when wedohave to interact with Ashanti, she will be so confident in my love for her that nothing Ashanti does or says can upset her.
“We have that conference next week, but since Ashanti will be here, I’ll ask Sheila to attend instead of me,” Dejonae says.
“Sheila?” My head lurches up. “You convinced her to stay?”
After Sheila discovered that Dejonae and I were together, she threatened to leave the foundation. No one could get her to change her mind.
“I did,” Dejonae says from the bathroom. “She thought that, because of our bad blood, I’d take my anger out on her.”
“You could have done that many months ago.”
“Yes, but now I’m openly dating the boss and on everyone’s good side.”
She has a point.
I found out Dejonae had been receiving harsh treatment from the staff. They still held her responsible for the scandal with the reporter. When it was brought to my attention, I scolded Dejonae for not telling me. And then I called a meeting, played the audio in which Miss Beverly used a slur against our students and clarified everything.
“I’ll ask Jordan to go with her. Maybe those two can get a little romantic.”
“As long as your ex is not getting romantic with… you.” My voice slows to a stop when Dejonae walks out of the bathroom in a stunning black crop top with long sleeves, jeans and heels.
