This Time for Real (Kimani Romance) by St. John Yahrah

Author:St. John, Yahrah
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Kimani Press
Published: 2009-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“Hey handsome.” Peyton winked when Malik opened the door of his brownstone. He looked scrumptious in a classic pink dress shirt and grey trousers. Add the shoulder-length dreads and sexy stubble and he was a walking advertisement for sex.

Peyton strolled in and looked around. This was the first time she’d been to his place. For some reason, they were always at her apartment. She loved the hardwood floors and brick fireplace. The black-red-and-green color motif and African statues and masks were a reflection of Malik’s personal style.

“You look sexy as hell!” Malik exclaimed. Peyton’s long hair was pinned up in a French roll with several tendrils dangling on either side of her face. And the dress was another story entirely. Silver-toned beads detailed the V-neckline of Peyton’s graphite-colored silk dress with chiffon overlay. The V dipped surprising low and allowed Malik a nice view of her cleavage. The design flattered her and made Malik want to rip it off. “Want a tour?” he asked—before he did just that. The least he could do was give her a tour of his abode so she could see another side to him, since he was so closed off on the subject of his past.

“Sure.” Peyton followed Malik down the hall. His kitchen was very modern and masculine, with dark cherry-wood cabinets, stainless steel appliances and granite countertops. Down the hall, his office housed a large maple desk and a hutch filled with books ranging from suspense and sci-fi to nonfiction, while the master bedroom’s large four-poster bed, with a luxurious black-and-gold damask comforter and pillows, was simply luxurious.

Peyton couldn’t resist running her hands across the fabric; she couldn’t wait to get under the sheets. “This is really nice.”

Malik chuckled. “You’ll love the feel of it on your skin.” He was going to love having Peyton in his bed all night.

“I can’t wait,” Peyton said, smiling. “And the master bath?”

“Through the dressing area.”

The large dressing area and walk-in closet led to a spectacular master bath. The same black granite countertops she’d seen in the kitchen were in the bathroom—a bathroom complete with above-the-counter sinks and wall-mounted faucets. The space screamed modern, with its travertine-tiled, separate shower stall and enormous sunken tub.

“You’ve created an oasis,” Peyton commented, whirling around.

“One I can’t wait to share with you,” Malik replied.

Peyton visualized Malik’s muscular body covered in bubbles and she in the tub with him, and became heated just thinking about how much fun they’d have. “Are you ready to go?” she asked huskily, heading to the foyer. She’d hired a driver to take them to the show and to a late-night dinner afterwards.

“Indeed I am.” Malik grabbed his keys off the console in the hallway and followed her out the door.

A short drive later, they were stepping out of the town car. Jude’s show was located at an older theater, but Peyton didn’t care. She was proud of her baby brother. When they arrived backstage, they were ushered to Jude’s dressing room, which he shared with several other actors.

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