Read Broken for Free Online Page A

months.”
    “And?”
    “I think it gives me the right to fantasize about how good you would look in your birthday suit.” The banging that had been steadily going on in the background at his house stopped. Nathan’s voice became muffled as if he had turned his head and covered the phone, but she could still make out what he said. “No, Melly, I didn’t say birthday.”
    Ciera laughed when he came back. “That’s what you get for talking dirty to me.”
    “Oh, I haven’t talked dirty to you yet.”
    “What is that racket over there?”
    “Melly decided to create a one woman band and play only for me.”
    The banging stopped again. The girl might not be able to speak, but there was nothing wrong with her ears.
    “Correction,” Nathan announced. “She will also play for you if you like.”
    “I’m good. Thanks. I don’t value a headache. How can you stand it?”
    “I don’t like to suppress her spirit.”
    “You’re definitely white.”
    He chuckled. “What does that mean?”
    “Never mind.”
    “I’ll be there at six thirty.”
    “That’s in half hour. Will you be ready since you’ve spent all this time talking to me? What are you doing with Melly?”
    “Sadie is coming over to watch her. I’m sure they’ll have fun.”
    “Okay, well let me go, so I can finished getting dressed.”
    “So what were you wearing?”
    “Bye, Nathan.” She bit her lip as she disconnected the call. Nerves stirred in her stomach as she rubbed on lotion and slipped black jeans on. She had considered buying nicer clothes for their dates, but Nathan had begged to be let off the hook and dress down. Since that’s what she wanted for herself, she had agreed. He had made up for it—if there was anything to be made up—by being funny and sexy all in one package. Every time she told herself she would stop seeing him, she couldn’t. Now they were at the point where the kisses were getting hotter. She had invited him over to her place for the first time, but she was losing her nerve big-time.
    When the doorbell rang, Ciera was just about to fight through putting on some makeup. She glanced at the eyeliner in her hand and sighed in relief. He’d have to take her as is. She just wasn’t that much into dolling up. After tweaking her coils in the front of her head, she left the bathroom and headed down the hall.
    “Housewarming gift,” Nathan said, holding up a bottle of red wine.
    “Thanks. I didn’t just move in.”
    He wrapped an arm about her waist and drew her to him. Their lips touched, and Ciera grasped his shoulders. The sound of their hungry kisses filled the apartment and probably entertained the neighbors. She pulled out of his hold and tugged him inside.
    “Then it’s an excuse to get you drunk,” he said as he walked behind her. Ciera could feel his eyes on her butt, and she couldn’t wait to get to the couch.
    “You’re crazy. It takes a lot of wine to bring me down. I made spaghetti like my mother used to make when I was young. Everything homemade, not the bottled sauce. I hope you like it.”
    He looked like he’d died and gone to heaven. “I know I will.”
    They sat down to dinner, and Ciera passed him the spaghetti. Nathan heaped food onto her plate and his. He filled her salad bowl and cut her generous slices of garlic bread. “I wasn’t going to eat that much. I’ve been thinking of going on a diet.”
    She didn’t look at him while she poured them both a glass of wine. Nathan stopped her movements and took the bottle from her. He set it down and raised her fingers to his lips. “You’re beautiful like you are, Ciera, but if that’s what you want, I’m okay either way. Well, not completely okay.”
    She felt sick. “What do you mean?”
    “I don’t want to offend you.”
    “I think you better say what you really think, Nathan!”
    He groaned and pushed fingers into his hair. “I really like your breasts the size they are, and your ass.”
    With these bold words, the man scooted