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“What?”
“Are you staying?” she asked, hope dancing in her eyes.
I tilted my head, trying not to smile. “Do you want me to?”
“Yes.” She snapped her mouth shut. “I mean, if you want to that is.”
I chuckled, grabbed her hand again and led her to her bedroom. “I’ll stay and don’t worry, I’ll keep my hands to myself this time.”
She snorted which was always cute as hell when she did that. “I think what happened just now was my fault.”
“Semantics.” I looked down at her over my shoulder. “Was I complaining?”
She laughed. “No. I guess not.”
A thought came to me. I stopped suddenly, spinning on her.
She jumped, her wide eyes landing on me.
“Listen to me.” I cupped her face, tilting her head back. “I don’t give a shit what you do or how you do it. You need me? You fucking call me. You understand?” Rumors had gone around that she was dating some other fucker. I wasn’t sure if it were true or not, but it didn’t matter. She was mine and I needed her to know that no matter what, she could depend on me.
She searched my face. “Vince.”
“I mean it, Queenie. If you wake up horny as fuck because you had a dream about me, you call me. You have a hard day at work and want to take the edge off, you call me. You want to just fuck each other until one of us taps out, youcall me. You understand?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “I understand.”
“Good.” I placed a soft peck on her forehead and continued walking down the hall with her hand in mine. I wasn’t sure where all of that came from, but it needed to be said. I was on edge. On the verge of snapping because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could wait. I had gone into this, delaying the inevitable, only because I wanted to grow for her. I wanted to be the man that she deserved and more. I wanted to be her everything. But the longer it took before she was in my arms and for good, the more on edge I felt. I was on the verge of losing that very control I had trained for years to master.
“Vince?” Gigi’s soft voice pulled me from my thoughts.
“I promise I’ll behave,” I told her when she looked between me and the bed. Pulling away from her, I tugged my shirt up and over my head. I pointed to the bed when she didn’t move. “Either you get in bed or I’ll put you in it. But you need sleep, Queenie.”
“Really?” She glanced at the clock sitting on her nightstand. “It’s only ten. It’s not that late,” she mumbled.
I chuckled, unbuckling my belt. I lowered the fly and slid my jeans down my legs, watching her cheeks redden.
Gigi looked away.
“Hey.” I closed the distance between us, brushing my fingers down her arm. “We’ve already fucked, Queenie,” I reminded her. “And besides, I’m wearing boxers.” As much as I wanted her again, she wasn’t ready. Not yet. She would be and whenever that happened, I would be there with open arms.
***
(Gigi)
I was sleeping with Vince. He was beside me. I was beside him. In my bed. I never shared my bed with someone before, let alone someone like him. For someone who was younger than me, he never acted like it.
But like he promised, he kept his hands to himself. He pulled the comforter that was folded at the base of the bed and used that as a blanket while I slept beneath the others.
When he laid back down, he closed his eyes.
“Vince?”
He looked at me then. “Yeah?”
“Did you like school?” I wasn’t sure why I asked him that but as tired as I was, I was also wired. Especially with what happened tonight, add to the fact that I never got my orgasm.
“Yeah, Queenie.” He gave me a small smile. “I did. But I’m happier here.”
