Baron showed up at , looking handsome as ever in garments that cost more than Aurelia’s monthly rent and utilities. Her breath hitched when she opened the door and found him on the other side of it in a black designer suit that matched his ebony hair, smelling like expensive cologne, and giving her a smile that made up for months of misunderstanding and frustration.
Oh how she loved this man. Oh how she wanted him. Needed him.
Baron’s breath also hitched when he saw Aurelia in that white outfit and with bare toes painted fire engine red. Hot desire flared in his loins, stroking his libido like a firebrand. His mind jogged with a musical memory from the 90’s era.
Look at that girl with those Daisy Dukes on, Baron thought, borrowing from a catchy tune that traveled all the way from
“Did you have any trouble finding the place again?” Aurelia asked breathlessly, smiling as she reached for one of his hands to escort him into her humble abode.
“No, I remembered the way from last time. Plus, I have a GPS system in my car as backup,” Baron replied, refusing to budge from his position in the hallway. There was no way he could enter her apartment with her dressed like that. A man can only take so much temptation.
Aurelia released her hold on his hand and frowned. “What’s the matter, Baron? You think my apartment is too poor for you?”
Baron shook his head vigorously. “No,” he replied; ready to clear up any misunderstanding. “I just don’t think it’s a good idea for me to come inside, that’s all. Not with you wearing that,” he clarified as his eyes roamed over her sexy frame yet again.
Aurelia’s smile returned. “Come on inside, Professor. I’m not going to bite you,” she said, reaching for his right hand again. ”Unless you want me to, of course,” she added seductively, tugging on him in more ways than one.
Baron suppressed a moan and followed her inside against his better judgment.
© 2009 by Mi’Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier
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