Page 82 of Me For You
“No thank you,”she signed, easing out of the bed and moving to collect her clothes. When she lifted her sweatshirt, I removed it from her hands and tossed it on the bed.
“Why not?”
“Because my deal was sex. Not sex and other stuff.”
“I didn’t agree to that.”
“We had sex, so you definitely agreed.”She smirked.
“No, I didn’t. You’re fine as fuck and offered sex, so of course I was down, but that didn’t change anything about my end goal. I still want to get to know you. Come take a shower with me.”
“Nope. I’m going to bed. Good night, Ryland.”She collected her clothes and left my room. I let her and not because I was accepting defeat. Watching Somee leave my room, fine as hell with her body on full display, made me realize I had to handle this differently.
Somee naked in my shower would lead to her legs wrapped around my waist again. Sex couldn’t happen right now. Based on the way Somee did a mad dash out my room, she either thought all I wanted was sex or assumed all she could ask for was sex.
Neither applied. Somee was feeling me and not just the reminders of my deep stroke. As a man, one thing we knew with certainty whether we chose to be honest with ourselves or not was when a woman wanted more. When her feelings and emotions were connected, we knew. Whether we chose to handle that knowledge responsibly was where the problems began. This wasn’t just sex for Somee and it damn sure wasn’t for me. For whatever reason, she wasn’t going to do anything about it but I damn sure was.
I showered, then threw on shorts and a T-shirt before heading down the hall. I could hear her in the bathroom with the shower running, so I stretched out on her bed and got comfortable waiting.
When she walked out the bathroom with a towel wrapped securely around her body, I smirked because a few days ago, I experienced this same visual and wondered what was underneath. Tonight I knew that damn body intimately and was obsessed with every inch.
It took her a minute to realize I was there, but the moment her eyes drifted toward the bed and crawled over my frame, she stopped abruptly and adjusted her towel to make sure it would remain in place before her hands were moving.
“What are you doing in here?”
“I want to get to know you, not just your body. That won’t happen unless we talk.”
“I don’t want to get to know you.”
Somee was lying, so I pushed. “Give me a valid reason why and I’ll let it go.”
She huffed.“You’re life’s here, mine is in Chicago. That’s a good enough reason.”
I smirked.“Not good enough because I want you to stay. Your life can be here with me and Rylee. Try again.”
Her eyes narrowed and her hands moved fast as hell.“You want me to leave my city, my life, everything I know for you?”Her expression and body language showed her sarcasm more than the movements of her hands.
I shook my head.“For me and Rylee, yes, but also for you. Tell me it doesn’t feel right being here. Tell me you’re not already missing us and you haven’t even left yet. If I could be the one making the move, I would, but it’s not that simple for me. My team is here.”
She smiled slowly as her hands started moving.“You might get traded to the Tigers, maybe we should wait and see how that plays out.”
I laughed really fucking hard because she just didn’t give a damn about my feelings. I didn’t want a trade and damn sure notto Chicago, but knowing Somee was there wouldn’t make it so bad.
“I see you got jokes.”
She shrugged and signed.“I mean, it is a possibility.”
I watched her drop the towel, walk into the closet, and return wearing sweatpants and a baggy T-shirt. No doubt to try and deter my pursuit. Not fucking happening. I grinned as she walked to the dresser and removed a black silk bonnet from the drawer. She pulled it onto her head, making sure all of her hair was secured beneath before she walked to the bed, stopping beside it.
“You can’t sleep in here,”she signed with a frown.
“I know. I’m just chilling for a minute. Give me what I want and I’ll leave,” I signed back with a smirk.
“What do you want?”
“You. Now come up here and talk to me.”I motioned to the bed and her eyes rolled.
“You’re on my side, move.”
