Page 84 of The Don’s Virgin Obsession

He leaned back against the counter. “Watching another nigga eat your pussy embarrassed me too. Imagine if security had seen it before I could delete it?”

I looked at him. “That’s exactly what I mean.”

He rubbed his beard and looked away. “A’ight. Maybe I handled it wrong.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Maybe?”

He looked back at me. “You want the politically correct apology or the real one?”

“The real one.”

His eyes stayed on mine for a second. “I ain’t like seeing that shit.”

I looked down at my food instead of him.

“You acted like I cheated on you.”

He smirked. “You kinda did. They’ve been calling you my work wife.”

My head snapped up immediately. “Are you serious?”

“I’m playing,” he said quickly, but he was smirking again.

I shook my head and laughed.

“There you go,” he uttered.

“What?”

“You finally laughing again.”

The room got quiet again after that, but it wasn’t awkward anymore.

Rain kept hitting the windows.

Both of us sitting there eating wings in a half-finished luxury unit.

I don’t even remember when I got comfortable enough to kick off my shoes and pull my legs up on the couch with my food, but at some point, I stopped thinking about leaving or texting Marcus back.

We started talking again after that.

Regular conversation.

I looked up and saw him watching me put extra sauce and pepper juice on my wings.

“See, that’s how I know you really from Compton. Rich women don’t still get excited over yellow peppers and extra sauce.”

I laughed. “You always this funny?”

“Nah. You just finally loosened up.”

I rolled my eyes but smiled anyway.

The rain kept coming down harder outside, and eventually I opened my laptop again, trying to finish work while Vaughn moved around the unit, checking random things.

I told myself I was still focused, but being around him was comfortable.

I sat there answering emails and reviewing layouts while music played low on my MacBook, neither of us looking like we wanted to leave. At some point, Vaughn disappeared into another room on a phone call.