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“Ayanna, are you listening to me?”
Blinking rapidly, Ayanna shook her head, dragged back to
the moment. “Sorry Lauren, I got lost there for a sec.”
“From
the dreamy expression on your face, I’d bet it was a
guy.”
Ayanna
blushed. “Yeah, it was.”
“Who?”
Lauren asked, more than ready to dish some dirt with her
friend.
“Devon’s father.”
A
blonde eyebrow rose. “You haven’t ever talked much about
him. I guess I always assumed your relationship had
ended badly.”
A
short bark of laughter slipped out. “Relationship? Let’s
just say I was being ‘liberated’ and such. Went to the
Thunderbirds air show and the fireworks afterward. The
rest was history.”
Lauren
opened and shut her mouth. “Is Devon’s father military?”
Her head cocked to the side in question.
Ayanna
shrugged. “He said he was staying at Kirkland. To be
honest…I didn’t care. I was at lot younger then, still
trying to figure out what I wanted to do.”
Lauren
smirked. “Since I’ve met Devon, I’d say you did
do something you wanted to.”
Running a hand down her face, Ayanna narrowed her eyes.
Leaning forward, she whispered in a conspiratorial tone,
“I did and it was wonderful. I have never, and I
mean never, felt like that.”
“What
happened between you two?” Lauren asked.
“What
do you mean? We had a wonderful night and then…parted
ways.”
“I
mean, why didn’t you tell him about Devon?”
“I
didn’t know until I was two months pregnant.” Ayanna
smoothed out her sandwich bag and put it back into her
lunch container. “I had to settle down and get my life
in order— and fast—so that’s what I did.”
“Were
you scared he wouldn’t—”
“No,”
Ayanna interrupted. “I didn’t even think about him at
all. The second I got the news I was pregnant, my whole
world shifted. It was all about the precious life I
carried. And has been ever since. Having Devon is the
greatest thing that could have happened to me. Sure, I
wish circumstances had been different. Like marriage
beforehand, but it didn’t happen that way.”
She
placed her empty water bottle inside the container as
well. “I wasn’t anywhere near New Mexico and didn’t have
extra money to attempt to find him. Okay, perhaps I was
scared of rejection.” Ayanna fiddled with her lunch box.
“Perhaps I was scared to hear anything negative out of
his mouth. I wanted to remember him as he was when we
spent the night together. Passionate. Sexual. Erotic.
Not angry and accusing. I had enough on my plate to deal
with.”
Lauren
smiled softly and reached her hand across the round wire
table. “I’m glad we became friends. And I am going to
stop questioning you about this, because—” She pointed
to the left.
Ayanna
followed her friend’s finger with her gaze and smiled.
Erma, her babysitter who was really more like a
grandmother, and her son were heading toward them. Devon
churned his little legs as fast as he could, a silly
grin on his face.
Standing, she started to walk to him.
“Ayanna?
Ayanna, is that you?”
Looking behind her, she met the gaze of the person who
called out to her and froze. Staring back at her was the
most sensual pair of dark chocolate eyes she’d seen in
her life.
Michael Kelly Taylor.
Dear sweet Jesus. Am I imagining him? How come he still
looks so damn good?
She
allowed her gaze to roam over his body. Everything
around her faded as his stare touched her like the lover
he’d been to her that one wonderful night. Her lower
body reacted much the same way it had the night they had
met. Suddenly, she grew damp. Her hand touched the base
of her throat. All it takes is a look and I am ready.
Ready for him to… Mentally shaking the direction of
those thoughts away, Ayanna fought to moisturise her dry
throat. How is it when my mouth
goes dry my pussy is drenched?
“Michael?” she murmured.
The
afternoon sun glinted off his dark hair. Those muscles
covering his body were more defined than they had been
before. His body rippled with power and the promise of
safety.
In slow motion, she took in his jeans and
the shirt and realised he was the same man who’d
returned her purse to Lauren. The same man who’d given
her more pleasure than anyone had a right to experience.
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Burke, 2007.
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