Forever and Always Pt. 2

Vanessa threw her pen down on her desk and sighed. She could not concentrate on her work. It hadn’t been hard getting back into her normal work routine as an accountant. Especially since she’d kept up with all the company news while she was out. However, that wasn’t the problem. Terrell had consumed her thoughts for the last two days. She hadn’t heard from him at all. And why would she? He’d pretty much left the ball in her court. She’d seen him at work a few times but he never came to her nor did she go to him. She sighed again and gave up on working. While packing her briefcase, she heard a knock at her door.

“Come in.” She called to whoever it was

“Miss Sinclair, I.. Oh, I’m sorry. You’re leaving.”

Vanessa looked up to see that Mrs. Retta, Terrell’s secretary, had come in with some papers for her. She smiled warmly at the older lady. “It’s quite alright. You can just leave it on my desk, Mrs. Retta. Just let Terrell know I will get to them tomorrow.” She started for the door when she heard Mrs. Retta speak.

“If you don’t mind, I would like to say something.”

Vanessa narrowed her eyes. “Oookay.”

Mrs. Retta took a deep breath and then released it. “It’s none of my business but Mr. Williams has missed you so much. For months, I’ve watched him wallow in self pity. Now I know you think he cheated but trust me when I say he didn’t. For the last year and a half, Theresa had been calling him at the office. I know because I answered her calls. She bought gifts and flowers and I sent them back to her per Mr. Williams’s request. He wanted nothing to do with her and when he told her that, she threatened to break you two up. And well, it looks like she succeeded. I just thought you should know,dear.”

She stood there and absorbed what Mrs. Retta had told her. A small part of her had known he hadn’t done anything but she had felt humiliated and thats what had made her flee to Hawaii. She should have stayed and worked it out but she could be such an ass sometimes and more than likely she wouldn’t have listened. She sighed and pushed her hair out of her face. “Thanks for telling me, Mrs. Retta.”

She patted her hand. “You’re welcome, dear. Have a good rest of the day.” With that she walked out and left her alone to think. She went over and plopped onto her love seat. How was she going to fix this? She wondered. Did she want to fix it? She didn’t have to think on it for too long. Yes, she wanted to. She still loved him just as much as she always had. And he still loved her despite the fact that she’d left without any explanation as to where she was going and was rude to him upon her return. She moaned as her head began to pound. Great. Now she had a headache. She laid her head back on the plush pillows and allowed herself to fall asleep.

Terrell locked up his office for the night. For what seemed like the millionth time today, he looked across the skywalk at Vanessa’s door. For the last couple of days, he’d wanted to go to her and beg her to stay with him. But he couldn’t do that. It had to be her choice. He looked away but then he looked again a second time, and realized her desk light was on. She was never here until after seven in the evening. He decided to go over there and make sure she wasn’t there. At least that’s what he told himself.

Once he reached her door, he knocked but she didn’t answer. He knocked again and still no answer. He turned the door knob and found it unlocked. Pushing open the door, he saw her curled up on her love seat. He smiled softly. She looked so cute. He couldn’t deny that he loved her, even if he wanted to. That’s just the kind of pull she had on him. The need to hold her was overwhelming. He couldn’t resist. He walked inside and let the door close behind him. He locked it and slowly walked over to where she was sleeping. Gently, he lifted her into his arms and then he sat in the love seat with her in his lap. He felt her squirm to get closer to him and he sucked in a sharp breath. He willed himself not to become aroused but it was hard not to when she was sitting on his penis. He decided it was better to concentrate on something else.

Looking down at her, he admired her beauty. It had been so long since he’d been this close to her. Her soft curly brown hair fell to her shoulders and her eyelashes fanned across her flawless face. Her full lips made his mouth water. Damn, he was becoming aroused again. He shifted his position again and this time she stirred. Her gray eyes met his brown eyes.

“Hi.” She whispered.

“Hey you.” He said softly

She stretched her arms and legs then settled back onto his lap. “So, are you going to tell me how I ended up in your lap?”

He slid a finger down her cheek. “I wanted to hold you while your claws were down.” He teased

She laughed. He’d always made her laugh. “Am I that bad?”

He shrugged. “Sometimes. Are you doing okay? Getting enough sleep?”

She chewed on her lip for a moment. “Not really. Sleep has not come easily the last few days. Too much on my mind, I suppose.”

He observed her for a moment. What could possibly be keeping her awake at night? He asked himself. “Anything serious?”

Might as well the truth, she gathered. She sighed. “I’ve been wondering if I made a mistake with you. It’s what’s been keeping me up.”

He skimmed his fingers down her cheek again. “And what did you decide?” He held his breath, hoping that she’d give their relationship another try.

She smiled and snuggled closer to him. “I think we should try again.”

He expelled the breath he’d been holding. “I honestly wasn’t sure if you would give me another chance.”

She looked into his eyes. “I can’t blame you for thinking that. I’m sorry about the way I acted, for leaving abruptly, and for not believing you. I’m a certifiable idiot.”

“Shh…Let’s just forget about it.” He lowered his head and kissed her full lips. He heard her groan and that sound heated the blood in his veins. He’d always loved kissing her. The passion between them had always been off the charts. He licked the seam of her lips and she opened for him and he deepened the kiss. His tongue glided over hers slowly and erotically. She returned the same erotic movement with her tongue and he was lost…lost in the feel of her mouth on his…of her clinging to him.

Vanessa moaned as he suckled her lower lip into his mouth. She needed to get closer to him…feel his skin on hers. Releasing a frustrated sound, she stood, turned, and unzipped her skirt. She gave him an eyeful of her plump derrière that he’d always loved. She removed her jacket and blouse and tossed them to the floor. Before she could walk back to him, she felt him behind her. His body heat consumed her. His hands slid down her taut stomach and stopped just above her sex, making her quiver uncontrollably. His other hand rested on her breast.

He kissed her hair. Nessa, will you marry me? The last time, I let you go without a fight, but this time I won’t. I love you. I need to know if you’re serious about us before we go any further.” He rasped in her ear. He needed her and he’d be damned if he let her just walk out of his life..again. No way.

She tilted her head to the side to look into his eyes. She knew he would never say something like this unless he was serious. She blew out a breath and tried to control her body’s quivering. “This is one helluva a way to propose.”

He grinned. “Would you prefer that I ask while I’m doing this?” Sliding his hand down inside her underwear, he gently parted her wet folds and slid one finger inside.

She moaned and closed her eyes. Spreading her legs wider, she moved against his finger.”That’s so not fair.” She panted. Damn, it had been too long since he’d made love to her.

He licked her earlobe and gently tugged. “Yes or no, baby?” He whispered then moved his finger deeper inside her.

Her breath caught in throat. “Terrell, please.” She begged. Normally, she didn’t beg but he was driving her crazy and she wanted him so much.

He hummed near her ear. “Please what?”

Damn him and his games. If he wanted her to say yes to his proposal then he didn’t have to go this far. But dammit, it felt so good. She whimpered shamelessly when he slid another finger inside her. She clamped her legs together to stop him from moving his fingers inside her but it just made him all the more persistent.

He nipped her shoulder with his teeth. “Stop fighting it. I love you and you love me. Share your world with me, Nessa.” He groaned when he felt her tense around his fingers. She was so close to having an orgasm.

Vanessa’s head fell back as he fingers continuously pumped inside her of her sex. She wanted to say yes to his proposal so what the hell was the problem? She didn’t get to think about it for long before her body began to spasm and her orgasm took over her thoughts. Oh, damn. She bit down on her lip to keep from screaming. God knows who else was still in the building. Once the spasms ceased, she slumped against him, unable to move.

He lifted her into his arms and then he gently stretched her out on the sofa. Pushing her hair out of her eyes, he kissed her eyelids, her nose, and then her soft mouth. “I will give you some time to think on it.” With tremendous effort, he stood and turned to leave her office. Maybe he had gone too far, asking her to marry him. Shit. He needed to stop thinking with his heart and start using his damn head.

Where the hell is he going?” Alarmed, she lifted up onto her elbows and called out to him. “So, my fiancé is just going to leave me here alone and half-naked?”

He whirled around to face her, his heart in his throat. “What did you say?”

She swallowed the lump in her throat as she saw the naked emotion in his eyes. “You heard me.” She breathed. Before she could blink, he had her in his arms and was smothering her face with kisses. She giggled and held onto him tightly.

He pulled back from their embrace and tweaked her nose. “You just couldn’t say yes right away, could you?”

She smiled wickedly. “Now where would the fun be in doing that?”

He chuckled.”Woman, you are so frustrating sometimes, I swear.”

She slid her hand down his chest and then lower to his erection. “But you still love me, right?”

He moaned as she caressed him. “Of course I do.”

She smiled knowingly. “That’s good to know. I love you too, Terrell.” She watched as his eyes rounded in surprise and then he gave her that devastating smile of his.

“I love hearing you say that. Now, come here so I can make love to you.”

She willingly went back into his embrace. She sighed as his lips skimmed her neck. Her heart was so full of happiness and joy. Lacing her fingers through his, she whispered “Forever and always, right? You and me?”

He met her gaze and kissed her lips. “Forever and always.” He whispered against her mouth. Then he lowered her to the sofa to make love to her. She would forever and always have his heart.

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EXCERPT OF “YOURS TRULY”

Prelude

“I can’t stand you, dammit!” Brooke threw a glass across the room at him from the kitchen.

This woman must be out of her damn mind throwing his belongings in his house. He ducked before the glass could hit him and instead it hit the wall behind him. “You need to get out of my house with all that.” He said angrily

“Why can’t you spend time with me? You can spend all day with your boy, Matthew, but you can’t find any time for me? How is that fair?” Brooke whined

He tried to reign in his temper but her ridiculous whining was irritating him. “Brooke, I make time for you. Hell, I spend almost every day with you. You just can’t accept the fact that you can’t have me all to yourself. You’re selfish and spoiled. You always have been since the start of this relationship. Hell, even before we became a couple.”

She screamed and stomped her foot in a childlike manner. “You don’t know a good thing when you see it. I’m tired of wasting my time with you.”

He frowned deeply. He was so fed up with this shit. It was time to end this. “So, now you’re wasting your time with me? Well, you know what? Let me help you out then.” He walked over to his door and opened it for her. He watched as her eyes widened and realization dawned on her that she was being kicked out of his house. “You can leave now.” He said when she didn’t move.

She held her head high. He would not get the best of her. “You know what? You’re not worth it. I’m out of here.” She walked through the door with her head held high and he slammed it shut behind her.

Women… What was that saying? You can’t live with them and you can’t live without them. He had a different viewpoint on that theory. He had to calm down before he lost it. If Brooke hadn’t left, they may have ended up fighting. He’d never hit a woman in his entire life but he’d come close to it with her. She had a way of annoying the hell out of him with her constant whining and neediness. He did not understand women. It was as if nothing was ever good enough for them. Sometimes, he just wanted to give up on them all together and live the rest of his life as a single, unattached man. He was a decent guy with his own architectural business, car, and house. He was thirty-five years old, six feet tall, African-American, one-hundred and seventy pounds with caramel skin, gray eyes, low cropped hair, and a well sculpted chest and rock hard abs from the countless times he benched weights at the gym. He wasn’t conceited about his looks, just a humble guy looking for a do right woman, yet he seemed to get involved with the craziest women.

He’d met Brooke December 2009 on Rodeo Drive when she was walking out of Louis Vuitton. She’d had a ton of bags and like a gentleman he’d offered to help her carry them to her car.  His first assessment of her was that she was strikingly beautiful and seemed to have a good head on her shoulders. After their second date, she had been discussing marriage with him. He was not ready for that step. Of course, Brooke definitely seemed like she could have made a wonderful wife someday. During their relationship, she’d cooked his meals, cleaned his house, washed his clothes, and still managed to make time to spend time with him. He hadn’t even asked her to do those things for him. Not that he ever would have. He was more than capable of doing things on his own. Although she had some perfect qualities that any man would want, she was just too clingy most of the time. It was as if she didn’t have a life of her own. When he would go out to hang with his best friend Matthew, she would cry believing that he didn’t want to spend time with her. The ironic part was that he’d spent most of his free time with her yet that still was not enough. He’d spent way too much time trying to please someone who found fault in everything. He’d had enough of her antics after this last episode of hers. There was only so much a man could take. He’d always tried to avoid drama but somehow it always managed to find him. Sighing heavily, he decided that getting out of the house for a few hours was a good idea.


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