Page 76 of The Don's Virgin Obsession
I started thinking,damn, did he like me?
Did I like him?
I quickly pushed Marcus from between my legs, catching him off guard because I pushed him hard enough that his back hit the fridge.
“Damn, what’s wrong?” he asked, looking confused.
“Everything. I told you I wasn’t ready.” I started putting my pants on. “You need to leave.”
He looked at me, confused.
“I said leave.”
Marcus stood there for a second longer before finally pulling himself together. “Sade…”
“I’m serious.”
He rubbed the back of his neck, clearly thrown off now. “I thought we were good.”
“We are good. I just…” I sighed hard, trying to calm myself down. “I’m not ready for all this.”
His face tightened slightly, but he nodded.
“A’ight.”
He grabbed the champagne bottle and his keys slowly. The energy felt awkward now, heavy. I hated that because ten minutes ago, everything felt easy.
Before leaving, he looked at me again.
“Tell the truth… You got feelings for that nigga you working for?” he asked bluntly.
My stomach churned instantly. “No.”
The answer came too fast.
Marcus looked at me for a second too long, like he didn’t fully believe it, then nodded anyway.
“I’ll call you later.”
I didn’t answer that time.
I just watched him walk out.
The second the door closed behind him, I started pacing.
Back and forth across the kitchen.
My heart was beating too fast, and I was irritated at myself for even thinking about Vaughn during a moment like that.
“This is stupid,” I muttered under my breath.
I fixed my clothes completely, cleaned the counter, straightened things that were already straight, and tried to mentally reset myself.
Work.
Focus on work.
That’s why I came here.
