The Single Life with Zola Patterson Part 2 (Zola Duet) by Danielle Allen

Author:Danielle Allen [Allen, Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: E by M
Published: 2020-11-30T18:30:00+00:00

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Chapter 7

I slept well, but I was groggy when I woke up Sunday morning. My body was sore, my head was spinning, and my heart was racing. I pushed myself quietly and carefully into a sitting position as I tried to make sense of it all. I did a doubletake as I looked over at the sexy ass man next to me. His muscular body was only partially covered by the light blue sheets and his mahogany skin almost glistened in the sunlight that poured through the slightly opened blinds.

Oh no no no no no no no no…

I eased out of the bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. Saint let me have one of the extra toothbrushes he’d gotten from the dentist, so I used that. As I brushed my teeth, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was disheveled and matted from the different positions he’d put me in. My lips were bruised from the amount of kissing and sucking that went on. There was a mark on my right breast that I vaguely remembered as the result of him biting me. My skin was flushed and practically glowing with the memory. And most noticeably, my entire body was sore from the best sex I’d ever had in my life.

But why am I still here?

Staying the night with a man in his bed was a no-no for several reasons. But the most important reason was that it indicated a level of intimacy of which I wasn’t comfortable. I didn’t make the conscious decision to stay the night with Saint. And as uncomfortable as it made me, I remembered every choice I made that resulted in me waking up in his bed.

I have to get out of here.

I took a shower and then tiptoed out of the bathroom in hopes of not waking him up.

“Good morning,” Saint said from behind me.

I let out a little yelp, startled. Whipping around, I held my towel closer to my damp body. “Hey, hi!”

He stopped, looking at me skeptically. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,” I rambled, backing away from him.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I just… should go.” My heel hit the bed and I stopped. “I need to go home.”

His light brown eyes zeroed in on me as I fumbled with the towel. Refusing to make eye contact, I fixated on the terrycloth as I tried to modestly dry my damp body. Even when he walked across the room and stopped in front of me, I ignored how my body reacted to his nearness.

“Hey,” he murmured, tipping my chin upward with his forefinger.

I met his gaze and exhaled shakily. “Hey.”

Searching my eyes, he didn’t say anything. “Talk to me.”

“I just…need to get home. I don’t usually do this.”

“Do what?”

“Stay the night.”

His brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, I don’t usually spend the night with a man. It’s just not my thing.” I looked away. “So, I should probably go.”

His hands cupped my cheeks, forcing me to lock eyes with him again. “Are you running away from me?” he wondered softly.

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