The Come Up by Nia Forrester

Author:Nia Forrester
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nia Forrester
Published: 2015-03-13T14:00:00+00:00

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Makayla had imagined waking up next to Jamal many times, but this wasn’t quite what she pictured. The bright sunlight, and the heat was what brought her to wakefulness; that and the weight of his arm about her waist. Looking down at the arm, she was tempted to run her fingers along its length. But if she did, he would certainly wake up, and she wasn’t sure she wanted that to happen—not with her mouth feeling as cottony as it did, and the pinprick of perspiration beginning in her underarms. Instead, Makayla oh-so-slowly extricated herself and slid to the floor from the lounger, standing and then slowly, quietly making her way inside.

Once there, she looked around for her shoes and finding them near the front door, considered simply slipping away before she was discovered. But that was a one-night-stand move and the time she’d spent with Jamal had been nothing like that. It had been like hanging out with a good friend, a good friend she wanted to sleep with, but still … Smirking at her thought, she dropped her shoes once again and decided instead to go in search of a hot shower.

Jamal’s guest suite was fully-stocked with fresh towels, soap, and even unused toothpaste with a toothbrush still in the box nearby. Unable to squelch her curiosity, she looked in the cabinets beneath the sink, almost expecting to see a box of tampons, or other toiletries that women might need, but there was only extra toilet paper, and another toothbrush. The bathroom itself was beautiful, with bright white tiling, accented with a blue jewel-tone. Everything looked impeccable and untouched, as though no one had ever used it.

Her shower was brief, because she had an image in her head of Jamal walking in on her and though she fully planned for him to one day see her naked, today would not be the day. Especially since she was in dire need of having her legs shaven, and having other parts of her body properly waxed. When she got out, she listened carefully and heard nothing. Then she faced the dilemma of what to do with her underwear. Folding it into a small square, she finally stuffed it into her clutch and went commando in the same palazzo pants from the previous evening. The dresser in the guestroom yielded nothing by way of a top, and she wasn’t keen on putting on the same yellow bandeau from last night, so with the towel wrapped about her, she tiptoed toward the master suite.

Every man had a trove of plain white t-shirts somewhere.

“You want to eat?”

Almost tripping over her own feet, Makayla spun to face the voice. Jamal was standing at the end of the hall, shirtless and barefoot, looking like he’d just showered himself. For a moment, she stared at his bare chest, reminding herself that she had seen it many times before at all those hotel pools. But damn, it just never seemed to lose its impact.

“Sure. What’re you making?”

“Steak. Eggs.

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