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Malay
Early September
It was hard enough keeping my eyes off him because he was so fine. Feeling his eyes stalking me from all over the room only made it worse. Even though I was in a relationship, I couldn’t deny how fine this man was.
When I agreed to come to the commercial kitchen to help my sister, Enjell, I wasn’t expecting so many of her man’s people to be up here—including his fine ass brother. I’d yet to actually talk to Aspen, but we’d been introduced. Since that moment, every time I looked around, Aspen’s eyes were on me.
This wasn’t the first time a man had shown attraction to me, but it was the first time it made me feel… strange. Vulnerable. Exposed. Excited. Even with me being in a relationship for the past fourteen months, there was something about the way Aspen’s eyes took in every part of me that made my nipples harden and pussy leak.
Forcing my eyes to focus on Dallas, I gripped her wrist and pulled in a shaky breath.
“What’s wrong?” she asked sweetly, wiping her hands.
Things had finally calmed down after the surge of business Enjell had gotten. We’d gone from making plates and foil pans of food to getting people set up in her system for meal prepping. I loved the display of support from Dejvi by getting his people to show up for her and support her business. He not only respected my sister’s wishes for independence but showed what kind of man he was in the process. I now trusted him to take care of her and ensure she’d never be alone, and that meant a hell of a lot to me.
“Dejvi’s brother,” I whispered, like we weren’t the only two people in the corner by the door.
“He’s fine as hell.”
“I know! He keeps looking at me.”
Dallas chuckled. “Okay? Are you going to talk to him?”
“For what?”
“I think it would be cute if you end up with him. Enjell is with his brother. Y’all would be…” She paused and twisted her mouth to the side as if she was in deep thought. “Double sisters.”
With a chuckle, I shook my head. “Girl, shut up. There’s no way anything is going to happen with me and that man. Did you forget I’m in a relationship?”
Her eyes rolled just like my best friend’s did when I mentioned my man. Dallas and I may not have been as close as she was to my sister, but we were close enough for her to know a few things about Peyton and me. We also spent enough time together for her to see how we interacted with each other. Whatever she felt—to her, I’m sure—was warranted, but I wasn’t the kind of woman who cared about what people thought about the man I was with. She knew that and didn’t bother saying anything more.
“All I’ma say is, that man is fine as hell. Relationship or not, talk to him.”
I released a low, shaky breath. Aspen was fine… but I wasn’t a cheater. Plus, I needed to make it clear to him that I was in a relationship so things wouldn’t be weird between us. I had a feeling Enjell and Dejvi were going to get serious, which meant Aspen and me would be around each other a lot. The last thing I wanted was for me rejecting him to make things weird for our siblings.
When I saw Aspen making his way to us out of the corner of my eye, I groaned.
“He’s coming over here,” I told Dallas.
“Okay. Handle your business.”
She tried to walk away, but I clawed at her wrist and pulled her closer to my side. “Don’t leave me with him, Dallas!”
Dallas sucked her teeth and crossed her arms over her chest. “You ain’t never had a problem speaking your mind before. Now you want to get all shy?”
I huffed and gritted my teeth. She was absolutely right. I’d always been straightforward and extroverted… never shy or one to hold back. But this man, this man made me nervous as hell. Sniffling, I scratched my nose and avoided his eyes as he stepped in front of us. I couldn’t look at him now that he was this close. He smelled so damn good. I knew it was Dior Sauvage without me even having to ask. I didn’t have to know what kind of crack they’d put in that cologne to make it smell good on practically every man who wore it. However, it smelled different on him—like he’d layered it with something else.
Unable to help myself, I took a step closer and inhaled a deep whiff. My eyes fluttered as I bit back a moan. I’d always been sensuous. A good smelling man, especially if he was fine, could bring me to my knees. Whatever fresh, crisp scent he’d layered with the Dior Sauvage had me wanting to press my nose and lips to his neck and stay there forever.
“You got an iPhone?” The sound of his raspy voice was like a pin straight to my pussy.
I looked at Dallas, waiting for her to answer. She chuckled and nudged my shoulder. “He ain’t talking to me.”
My eyes rolled slightly as I turned to face him. I regretted it instantly. A man’s eyes and lips were the first things I took in. However, on Aspen, the freckles on his cheeks kept gaining my attention. He had the darkest, shiniest, tight eyes. Thick brows hovered over them. His juicy lips were darker than his milk chocolate brown skin. A mustache-goatee combo wrapped around them, giving an older edge to his otherwise baby face.
His face was chiseled well—as if God Himself took His time to mold it. Structured high cheek bones combined with a strong jaw that made this man model fine. Both ears were pierced, and he had the nerve to have his ear-length hair in thick plaits. I felt myself staring, but I couldn’t stop… not now… not after I’d finally allowed myself to take him and his tall, muscular frame in.
