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I read over the text again. There was no…wireless…in…MY HALLWAY?
I shrieked, ran to the door and opened it up the sexiest man in glasses I have ever seen.
CHAPTER 22
CEDRIC
As I ran on the treadmill at the hotel gym on Wednesday morning, I got the call that would change my week entirely.
The general manager at KABV-TV cancelled my meeting scheduled for that day, so I immediately called my Thursday morning client and cancelled them too. Figuring I would now have to come back to L.A. another time to meet with KABV, I would reschedule both meetings for another time. Dripping with sweat, my heart raced as I thought about feeling her next to me again. This meant I could go home and be with Allison again almost two days early, so I wasted no time getting myself on the 11:00 am flight back to Boston.
***
On the flight home, I closed my eyes and thought about how I should surprise her. I decided I would text her on my layover in Newark and pretend I was still in California, arranging the time to Skype tonight. I should ha
ve enough time to drop by my condo, shower and change, assuming no delays.
The flight attendant startled me out of my fantasies when she offered me a drink. I opted for a glass of Merlot to help me relax. As I slowly sipped the wine, nerves overcame me as I pondered whether I was making the right decision diving headfirst into a romantic relationship with the one woman on Earth that should be forbidden.
Unfortunately, she’s all I can think about and all I want.
So many people could get hurt if things don’t work in my favor, not only Allison and me, but Mom and Callie. Mom would find out the truth about everything if…when…I had to tell Allison. When would I tell her the truth? I wasn’t ready to go there and needed to make sure she trusted me first. More than anything, selfishly, I needed to have her…at least once…before I ever possibly lost the chance. If that means I am going to Hell, then so be it.
A cornucopia of emotions flooded through me on that flight home: guilt, longing, grief for something I haven’t even lost yet. Allison wasn’t just special for what she meant to me before I laid eyes on her in that diner that first day. Every moment spent with her since, has made me realize feelings in myself that I thought were long dead and some feelings I have never experienced before. Maybe, by some miracle, there would be a way to make her understand why I needed to wait to tell her the truth.
The fasten seatbelt signal snapped me out of my ruminations as the plane prepared to land.
When we arrived in Newark, I had only a half hour layover. The first thing I did was text Allison. When she responded to me about the Wonder Woman costume she had to wear for work, I nearly lost it. That sounded so sexy, even though I knew she wasn’t intending to be. We planned to Skype later tonight, which really meant I would be showing up at her apartment to surprise her. The confused emotions I felt on the plane from L.A. disappeared as my excitement grew.
The trip to Boston, which was a quick commuter flight, seemed to take forever. The jet was smaller and I was sandwiched between two older women, one of whom smelled like gasoline while the other ate tuna. When we touched down at Logan Airport, I grabbed a cab to my condo and was so happy to be off that plane.
***
It felt amazing to be home. I had about a half hour to shower and change before heading over to Allison’s house and I really needed to look good for her tonight.
Unfortunately, the dry air on the plane did a number on my eyes; with my contacts acting up, I would be wearing my glasses. My hair was gelled to perfection and I wore dark blue Levis and a navy blue henley, spraying ample cologne and grabbing a few condoms, just in case.
I was pretty confident Allison wanted to have sex tonight, but I wasn’t going to assume anything; After all, I would be springing this visit on her, but I needed to be prepared.
I was ready to go, but running earlier than our scheduled Skype call. I decided to head over there anyway, impatient as hell to see her.
On the drive to her house, I couldn’t get the image of that that friggin’ sexy Wonder Woman costume out of my head. By the time I pulled into a parking spot around the corner form her house, I decided to text her to let her know I was ready to Skype early and to ask her to wear the costume for our “call.” Can’t blame a man for trying, right? I was amazed when she actually agreed and I got hard just imagining what she would look like opening that door.
I sat in the car for a few minutes before we were set to Skype and then got out walking around the corner to her house. Luckily, the front door was open and I only needed to make my way up the stairs before texting her one last time to let her know that I couldn’t Skype because I was actually texting from her hallway.
After I typed the words, ‘no wireless in your hallway’, there was a pause as I stood outside her door, my heart pounding violently.
I heard her shriek.
“What?!” Allison squealed from behind the door and this made me laugh out loud.
When she opened the door, my heart nearly stopped at the sight of her.
I rushed into her and buried my nose in her neck breathing her fruity scent in. She squeezed me so tightly; I could feel her soft breasts against my chest bursting through the red tube top.
I stepped back taking her in and grabbed her face, pulling her lips into mine, kissing her passionately.
She pulled back, suddenly, panting from my kiss. “Cedric…oh my God…wha…what are you doing back tonight?” she asked, her face flushed and her hands shaking as she cupped my chin.
