Silly Girl by Michel Prince

Author:Michel Prince
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sports romance, interracial adult romance, bmww black man white woman, basketball romance
Publisher: Michel Prince

Chapter Nine

“Sylvia, you appear to be glowin’,” DeShawn teased when he saw her.

Sylvia put her coat and backpack away in her locker.

“You wearin’ the same clothes from Saturday, is this the walk of shame?”

“DeShawn, we wear the same clothes every day. It’s called a uniform.”

“I was talkin’ about your little, pink panties.”

Sylvia blushed, then realized DeShawn was fishing.

“You know I never wear panties on Saturdays,” Sylvia snapped as she slammed the door.

“Did you earn me some tickets?”

“DeShawn, you’ve known me for what…three years now…”

“And the last time you looked like this you were eatin’ all that good food. Actually, I’ve never seen you with that big of a smile.”

“I’m not smiling.” Sylvia focused to keep a straight face.

DeShawn leaned towards her shoulder and whispered, “Matthias…”

Sylvia’s face flushed as she entered the museum.

“Stay away. The last thing I need today is you picking with me.”

“Tell the truth…you hit that.”

Waving goodbye, Sylvia walked back toward the photography section hoping to hide out for the rest of the day. The silence of the exhibit was harder than she thought. Usually she could run through her kinesiology notes or name off muscular groups while looking at the pictures, but today all she could think about was she’d left Matthias in his condo with Simone Harris. God she’d even smelled heavenly. When the door opened Sylvia had been hit with a light but distinctive perfume. Had Matthias noticed? More importantly had Matthias…

She’d had three magical days. If Langston was here at five-thirty then she’d believe that Matthias really wanted her to be his girl…if not, she’d know she’d been a fool. At least she’d had the experience and even with the disclosure of her past she wouldn’t have changed it for the world.

Sylvia forgot to pack a lunch. Buying an overpriced apple and chips, she found a quiet corner of the café and settled in while Matthias’ comment came back. Move in.

When her phone rang she groaned not wanting to talk to Leslie who’d texted her a million times over the last few hours for “details.” The number was unknown so she flipped open the phone.

“This is Sylvia.”

“What are you wearing?” Matthias had his deep sexy voice going with a little Victor Newman growl to it.

“Excuse me?”

“What are you wearing?”

The thoughts of Simone flittered away as Matthias had made the agonizing over the five-thirty pick up disappear. Had he really called her less than five hours since she’d left his arms? Smiling Sylvia decided she’d play along as her finger picked with the stem of her apple.

“A uniform. Short skirt, thigh high boots, and a night stick.”

“I love a woman in uniform. You know what I’m thinking about doing to you right now.”

“Don’t you have a game to prepare for?”

“Shut up and play along,” he commanded coming out of his sexy voice.

“Sir, I don’t play along. I would hate to have to pull out my night stick on you.”

“Mine’s bigger.”

He had a point.

“Let me warn you sir…”

“I’m at the kitchen counter standing behind you and you’re in your little uniform.

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