A Lova' Like No Otha' by Stephanie Moore

Author:Stephanie Moore [Moore, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC026000, Religious, Fiction
ISBN: 9780446553780
Google: 08oRWZr9h50C
Publisher: Hachette Digital, Inc.
Published: 2008-12-14T15:09:40+00:00

Chapter 9

It was as if Chase heard my thoughts and he pushed me away.

“Zoe, we have to stop. Please, girl, stop.” Chase moaned as he tried to push me away.

I heard him, but my mind blocked him out. I couldn't quit and held him as if I didn't know how to let go. I didn't believe he really wanted to stop. I was pleasing him and he was doing the same for me. There was no way he was going to make me stop.

All of a sudden, Chase flung me away. I landed on the floor, thumping on my backside.

“Girl, didn't I tell you to stop!”

I blinked for a moment, then crawled back onto the bed, but as soon as I got in, he jumped out. He reached for his shorts from the floor beside the bed and pulled them on.

“What's wrong?” I whined. “Wasn't I making you feel good?”

“Girl, this ain't about feelin' good. This is about honoring God. And if you ain't about that, then we clearly can't be in the same room together.” He grabbed his jeans and sweatshirt off the back of the chair and frantically began dressing.

The thought of him leaving in such anger frightened me. I didn't want to lose him. I couldn't.

A repetitive banging on the window infiltrated my thoughts. I watched as Chase, fully dressed, went to the window and pulled the curtain back. “Look, I'm sorry,” he said. “This is my fault too. I shouldn't have slept in this room, dangling temptation in front of us.” Chunks of hail the size of golf balls were falling onto the balcony.

Chase turned away from the window, letting the curtain fall back. “I'm going down to the lobby. Maybe somebody canceled or didn't show up and I can get a room.”

I glanced at the clock on the bed table. “Chase, it's three-thirty in the morning.”

“There's always somebody at the front desk.” He grabbed his coat and the leather bag with his ice packs and ointment. Just before he reached the door, I jumped from the bed and touched his arm. He stopped but did not turn around.

“Are you angry?” I asked.

“No,” he assured me softly. He opened the door. “I just have to get out of here. I'll call you later.”

When the door closed, I stared at it for several minutes. Realization slowly hit me. My man had walked out on me.

At that moment, I thought about a girl I knew in high school who'd been date raped. I'd been furious when she told me the guy didn't stop when she asked him to, told him to, begged him to. She swallowed her embarrassment and took the jerk to court.

But the guy argued, “She led me on. I knew she wanted me to make her feel good, so that's what I did.”

It dawned on me that I had done the same thing now with Chase. I dropped to my knees and sobbed uncontrollably.

It looked like Fawn had been right. What if my actions had

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