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He slowly turned his head and looked at me. “Why’re you naked?” he asked, but his hand was now on his erection as he bit his bottom lip.
“I’m hot. Really, really hot.”
He grinned as he eased over to me and kissed me.
As he reached between my legs and began stroking me, I whimpered, “You know how to get your way, don’t you?”
“Absolutely.”
*****
Nearly two months passed before we finally had dinner with his mother. By then, I’d basically moved in with Lorenzo, filling a third of his enormous walk-in closet, which held his huge collection of expensive clothes, with my own clothes. He had a thing for tailored suits, told me he had a new one made every couple of months, because he liked the way he looked in them. So did I.
We talked a lot, and I learned how much he adored his mom and missed his father. He was very protective of his only sibling, his sister, who was the product of a brief relationship Mrs. Higgs had with a younger man in Chicago. The more time I spent with him, the more I learned he was a gentle giant, but a fierce protector of those he cared for.
The day of the dinner, Lorenzo cooked for us, spending hours in the kitchen preparing what he said was his mother’s favorite meal. I was banned from the kitchen, so I spent that Sunday milling around his house, exploring it for the first time. He’d given me a tour weeks earlier, but after that, we pretty much spent all of our time in his bedroom, kitchen, living room, or theater room, with the occasional visit to his office. The house had five bedrooms located upstairs, all fully furnished with gorgeous, if a bit oversized, furniture. But I suppose he’d bought furniture that would accommodate his frame. Each bedroom also had its own bathroom.
Downstairs were the kitchen that my sister, Angie, the cook among me and my sisters, would love, the living room, theater, formal dining room, his office, another smaller bedroom, and two more bathrooms. Rell lived in an apartment above the four-car garage, and I had intended to go chat with him although I knew it would be a one-sided conversation, but he was gone by the time my little tour made it outside.
I had asked Lorenzo about Rell, about whether he couldn’t speak or just didn’t speak, and to my surprise, he said he didn’t know. Lorenzo was best friends with Rell’s brother when he was killed, a casualty of the drug game. Rell was just a boy, ten or eleven years younger than Lorenzo who said he was twenty-five at the time. To honor his friend, he provided for his family and took Rell under his wing. He said Rell was as much his little brother as he was an employee, and that since he’d known him, he’d been mute, even before his brother’s death.
I was a wreck by that evening, sitting at the foot of Lorenzo’s bed fully dressed, watching him towel off from his shower.
“Damn, you look good!” he said, as he dragged the towel over his thick hair, which was cut into a low fade.
I looked down at the black cape dress covering my body and shrugged. “Thanks.”
With the bath sheet in his hand, he walked his naked body over to me and reached for me, pulling me to him. I tried to back away, but he held me in place. “You’re gonna get me wet,” I complained.
“Shit, don’t I always?” he asked, with a grin.
“Zo…stop.”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing. Why?”
“You’re biting your lip, staring at the floor. What’s going on?”
I sighed. “I don’t know. Nervous.”
“About having dinner with my mom and Mel? You shouldn’t be. Shit, I’m the one who’s gonna be embarrassed. No telling what deep dark secret she’s gonna reveal tonight.”
I tilted my head to the side. “Stop.”
He frowned as he leaned in and kissed my neck. “I’m serious, Doc! You’ll see.”
“Does your mother know I’ve been staying here?”
“No. Should she?”
“No, because she’ll think I’m a ho’.”
He chuckled. “No, she won’t. I told you, she likes you, especially since she hates Veda.”
I raised my eyebrows. “She hates Veda?”
“With a damn passion.” He cupped my face in his hands. “Don’t be nervous, okay?”
