Zoey: Does it matter? Can’t go far because of your demanding job. I dunno. Somewhere low key because of your stalkers.
I could see the sarcastic grin across her pouty lips. Lips that I’d been dying to touch again since Christmas. I swore to myself I wouldn’t cross the line with her. I just couldn’t resist her company. She was so cool to just chill with. Hmmm… Where could we go on the low for just a couple of days? It wasn’t until just before I was going to call it a night that I replied.
Me: We can go out to my place in Jersey.
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We pulled up to the gate where I scanned my card for entry. As the metal doors opened, I looked over at Zoey, who was uncharacteristically stumped. It was almost midnight. I’d picked her up as soon as I left the arena. I was uneasy about bringing her here, but with her it felt right. Zoey was cool.
I rarely went home; I practiced so damn much, keeping me in the South Jersey/Philly area. I didn’t have all the bedrooms there furnished because no one hardly came over unless I was having a big ass summer party.
As we rounded the fountain to get to the front of the house, I saw Zo’s jaw drop as she spied it. I parked the car and turned to see her sights were still beyond me, observing the grounds. It was hard not to focus my attention on her damn breasts that were bulging in a tight ass blouse she wearing. I’d wondered why she didn’t have her coat zipped up. And her jeans. Fuck! They looked like they were painted on. I knew she had curves, but I learned that night they weren’t as modest in clothes as I’d assumed. Her pouty lips looked dipped in gloss. I was getting cold feet again about this trip; those nervous waves had been coming every day in my stomach since I agreed to this.
“Zo,” I called out to her.
Her brown eyes quickly zoomed in on my face. “Hmmm?”
I lifted a brow. “You good?”
Her neck jerked in response to my question. Her mouth opened and closed along with her eyes. Then I saw the humor rise in them.
“W-what? Boy, please! I done been to many mansions in Alpine! This is modest.” She rolled her eyes and turned towards the front of the house. “I just remembered that I have a tutoring call first thing in the morning.”
She held on to her giggle for a few seconds. I shook my head and laughed at her as I got out of the car and pulled our things from the trunk. I let us inside and disarmed the security system. Then I turned to her and observed her eyes assessing the vestibule.
“I would show you around, but it’s pretty late. I guess we can do that in the morning.”
Was I tired? No. My body was bursting with nervous energy. I had Zoey alone in my place and I didn’t know what to do or expect. If she were just any woman, I would be counting down the minutes to fuck her. But she’s not; she’s my little angel.
She turned to me excitedly, damn near bouncing on her toes. “What are the sleeping arrangements?”
I cocked my head and wrinkled my forehead, unable to hide the smirk on my face. “What do you mean?”
Zoey slowly walked over to me and stopped just at my chest and mischievously lifted only her eyes. “What do you think I mean, dork?” Then her chin rose and I had a perfect view of her lips that parted.
My dick got hard. Damn. I couldn’t think of her in that manner. I had to get my shit together. I backed up to grab our bags and headed for the staircase.
“Wherever you find a bed. There are six bedrooms, but not all are furnished. Pick one and make yourself at home.” I was midway up the twenty five steps by the time I was done.