Tell Me Lies by Michelle Lindo-Rice

Author:Michelle Lindo-Rice
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Brown Girls Publishing

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Noah and Gramps trudged in at about two a.m. They took their shoes off at the door. Noah turned on the light and looked around.

His eyes widened. “Sydney cleaned up. The house looks immaculate. She cleaned up all of Scurvy’s mess.”

“Lemons,” Gramps said. “The house smells like lemons.”

Noah sniffed the air. “What a wonderfully considerate thing to do.”

Gramps yawned. “Let me get Scurvy settled in his cot.” He stared at Noah. “She’s a keeper. Time for you to tell her.”

He pinned his grandfather with a look. “I was about to when you called.”

“Humph. I wonder what the excuse will be next time.” Gramps wandered off.

Noah placed both hands on his hips. Was he making excuses? He shook his head. Unless it was divine intervention. Maybe God was telling him to wait.

Or, maybe you’re being a coward.

Noah acknowledged he was having second thoughts. He was afraid to lose Sydney. He wanted, no needed, her to be in love with him first. But would her love cover his sinful past?

He was too tired to figure this out. His bed called. Noah meandered into the living area in search for Sydney. She was not there.

Noah checked everywhere before entering his room.

He stopped short.

Sydney was curled into his bed, sound asleep, her body contorted in a position unique to women. Sydney was where she should be, in his bed.

Pity he couldn’t join her.

He decided not to wake her. Noah shuffled into the spare bedroom, which sported a full-sized bed. Too tired to shower, he removed his clothes and plopped on top of the covers. His feet hung over the edge. Sleep claimed him before he finished his nightly prayer.

The next morning, both Gramps and Noah followed their noses into the kitchen. He smelled coffee and biscuits. His stomach growled.

Sydney had made pancakes, eggs, and turkey bacon. Both men observed Sydney in the kitchen, and then looked at each other and smiled.

“I could get use to this real quick,” Gramps said.

Noah rushed to freshen up before heading into the kitchen. He kissed Sydney on the cheek. “Hello, beautiful,” he said, before grabbing a piece of turkey bacon.

Sydney greeted them and gestured for them to take a seat at the table. She proceeded to serve them huge platters of food.

Noah noticed a vase of sunflowers on their otherwise stark table. He reached to touch one. The sunflowers—a woman’s touch—were what they had been missing in this house.

Gramps blushed as Sydney gave him a fat kiss on the cheek. Scurvy was still resting on his cot, but Noah saw there was a clean bowl of water by his side. It was just too much.

“Sydney,” Noah called out.

Sydney puttered around the kitchen and didn’t hear his call.

“Sydney,” Noah called again.

She turned to face him, wearing one of his t-shirts and drawstring shorts with those cute fuzzy slippers of hers. Noah cleared his throat.

“Sydney Richardson, I know we haven’t been dating that long, and you’re probably going to think I’m crazy. But, I’ve got to tell you know how I feel.

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