??God! Why do you need to ask so many questions?” She completely exasperated me sometimes. I loved her to death, but her need to know everything drove me insane.
“Why do you always avoid my questions?”
“Aargh!” If I could have screamed, I would have. But I couldn’t, and I knew that if I didn’t give her an answer, she would just keep asking. I pointed my finger at her and gave her a very serious look. “Alright, I’ll answer your question but it’s the last one you ask, okay? Otherwise, no more answers.”
I waited for her answer and she nodded. “Yes, you answer that and I won’t need to know anymore. Except for the size of his - ”
“Anna!” I screeched. “Enough! It’s not just sex and it’s not dating. There, are you happy?”
She looked perplexed. “What kind of answer is that?”
“The most honest one I’ve got.”
Before anyone had a chance to say anything more, my phone buzzed with a text message. I quickly snatched it out of bag hoping it was Nash replying to mine from earlier. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as I read it.
Nash: Didn’t get your message and now I’m at your fucking house with the biggest hard on I’ve ever had and no pussy to take care of it.
Me: Perhaps you should check your messages more often.
Nash: Fuck.
Me: Poor baby. I miss your tongue.
Nash: Fuck the tongue, sweet thing. Tonight all you’re gonna see and feel is my cock.
Me: I’m gonna be in Nash heaven.
Nash: Fuck. No more texts or I’m gonna have to whack off on your front verandah.
I laughed out loud when I read his last text and then put my phone away.
My mother took my hand and squeezed it gently. “I’m happy to see you smile again,” she said, softly.
I wasn’t sure if it was what she’d said, the tone of it or the emotions I was already feeling today, but my eyes teared up. My heart felt full today; I felt like something had shifted in me. Something big. And even though I had a sense of anxiety about it, I knew, deep in my soul, that it was a good thing. I knew I had to take this step and let be what may.
“Me too, Mum,” I agreed.
I turned to Anna. “Now, enough about me. It’s you we should be worried about.” I was still concerned for her after her boyfriend dumped her.
“I’m good, sis,” she said, but I could hear the sadness in her voice.
Men. Sometimes you could kiss them forever and other times you could just take your glittery, red stilettos and jam them as far up their asses as they’d reach.
Chapter 20
Ready To Love Again ~ Lady Antebellum
Nash
I pulled my t-shirt on over my head, not taking my eyes off Velvet as she wiggled into her jeans. Not only did she make taking her clothes off an art form, she made putting them on an erotic act also. She finished wiggling into them and did them up before she realised I was watching her.
“Baby, I’ve never wanted to watch a woman put her clothes on but you’ve shown me the error of my ways,” I declared.
She slipped her top on and then walked over to where I was. Wrapping her arms around my waist, she asked, “So no more taking clothes off?”
I smirked, and ran my hands over her ass. “Let’s not get carried away. I’ve still got my priorities, sweet thing, and seeing this ass naked is at the top of them.”
Her smile hit all the right spots. “Okay, just checking. I’d like to keep my man happy.”