Page 7 of Cookies and Cream
I know I agreed to our wham bam, thank you, ma’am, in Vegas, but fuck all that. I change my mind. I want Layla in my life. I want to get to know her and spend time with her outside of the bedroom.
“I did agree. Now, I’m disagreeing. We’re in Dallas, not Vegas. We can start over new if you want to, but we will start over.”
“You’re kinda pushy, huh?” Layla smirks.
“Ehhh. I’m just firm in what I want.”
“And you want me?” Layla sounds surprised for some reason.
Instantly a frown covers my face because who the fuck wouldn’t want her?A fool, that’s who!
“If you’re not sure about anything else in this world, be sure that I fucking wantyou!”
I pull Layla to me again, kissing her like my life depended on it. Her sweet taste explodes on my tongue, and I can’t believe I haven’t seen her in six months. I tried my damndest to put the memory of our night together out of my mind.
However, no matter how hard I tried, Cookie or Layla kept popping into the forefront of my mind. Now that she’s back in my life, I take it as a sign that she should stay there.
“Umm. Wow. Okay, I—” Layla stammers over her words with a longing in her eyes that I didn’t notice before.
“There’s no need to think too hard about this. It is what it is. Let me take you back to the girls.”
I kiss the inside of her wrist and her lips. I grab her hand and open the door. Layla doesn’t protest as she silently follows behind me.I think I shocked her into compliance.
We’re still holding hands when I escort her to the booth, where the ladies are watching us intently. I kiss Layla on her forehead and nod at Layla’s friends.
“Dinner and drinks on me tonight, ladies. Layla, don’t leave without seeing me first.”
“O-okay. Um, thanks for dinner,” Layla says shyly, batting her long lashes.
I can’t resist leaning down and kissing her lips softly. It takes everything in me not to deepen this kiss. But I know if I do that, I’ll take her beautiful ass back to my office and finish what we started.
“You’re so welcome,Cookie. Enjoy, ladies.” I give a little salute to the table of ladies who are watching us like we’re the latest blockbuster.
I smile and walk away, whistling with a lot more pep in my step than I had when the day started.I can’t believe I ever thought I could go without strings attached to a woman like Layla. There will definitely be strings attached, so help me, God!
SIX
SEXY STRANGER
LAYLA
“Okay, spill it.” Tasha turns and points to me. I can tell by her no-nonsense tone that she will take nothing less than the entire truth.
“Ummm.” I look across the table at Dontae and Anita to help me out. But both of them are expectantly staring in my direction. They are sipping their drinks like Kermit, waiting on the latest tea.
“Girl, you might as well tell us what’s up. Not that we don’t know already. That man looked like he was ready to rip your clothes off and do you right here on the table,” Anita says, suggestively shimmying her shoulders.
“I mean! That was hot, Layla. That must’ve been some fire night in Vegas. Because I have never seen Simon be so enamored by a woman before,” Dontae adds, watching Simon as he mingles with the steady growing crowd.
“Okay, so listen. I’m not the kiss-and-tell type, but that man right there is going to be the death of me. Chiiiile,” I respond, fanning myself.
I’m not the type of woman to go into detail about my sexual trysts with anyone, not even Tasha. We joke and play all day, but I don’t believe in spilling the beans about how bad or how good anything is.Well, maybe how bad it is because who in the hell wants terrible sex?
“He looks like he is ready to gobble you up and swallow you whole,” Tasha says, wiggling her brows.
“I thought he was going to try for a minute there. The way he dragged me to his office.” I stare in the direction that Simon walks off, even though he’s no longer in sight.
I know this is the start of something new, and I’ve told myself for over a year that I’m ready. And with the intensity of the connection between Simon and me, I can wholeheartedly admit that I am ready to take the plunge with this man!