divorcing me.â
My divorce hearing was next month. There was time for me to come up with something.
âButââ
Interrupting him again, I picked up the papers, then said, âI signed this under duress. He was stupid to come to the hospital and force his wife to sign over her company and grant him a divorce. Iâyouâre really going to like thisââ
My thoughts transitioned into silence. I wasnât sure how far my husband would go but I knew how many days I had to change his mind before our hearing next month.
Papa smiled. âLove what?â
I kissed my sonâs stomach. âIt doesnât matter. Zach means the world to my husband and weâre a package deal.â
âSweetheart, thereâs something Iâve been meaning to tell you.â
CHAPTER 4
Chicago
âC all me later if you have time, baby,â she whispered.
Sindy wrapped her arms around me and held me close. Her choice for simple words like âifâ instead of âwhenâ was alluring. Sheâd given me the option to contact her, at the same time I knew she wouldnât call me. In time, that would change.
Women started acquaintances adhering to their standards and principles. Gradually, one standard at a time, the pendulum would swing more in my direction. I admired a self-assured lady. If Sindy had pursued me, I wouldnât have fallen for her. Sexing an aggressive woman was easy. For a man, often the two, liking and sexing a female, had little in common. What was there not to lust for when it came to Sindy?
The way she spoke made me want to dial her number before she walked away. The way she swayed her hips as she stepped to me made me want to ease her dress over her head, and take my time trailing kisses from one set of lips to her other.
Inhaling her perfume, I fingered the edges of her long cinnamon hair that dangled right above her ass. âIâll give you a ring soon as I . . .â Not wanting to say, âLeave Madisonâs,â I paused then continued. âSoon as Iâm headed home. I miss you already.â
Sindy whispered in my ear, âTake your time, Roosevelt. Youâre worth waiting for.â She caressed the nape of my neck. Slowly she let me go.
Men were visual creatures. Women were audio lovers. I loved every sense of Sindyâs sexiness. Holding her hand, I touched her ring finger, then asked, âWhatâs your size?â
âOne size smaller than my shoes, a six. Congrats again on your W,â she said. Then she showed me the most captivating smile Iâd seen in quite some time. That shit made my dick hard. She knew exactly what the fuck she was doing and I loved all of it and her.
Sindy opened her purse, removed then opened a case. âThese are for you.â She slid a pair of dark designer sunglasses over my eyes. âNot that you have anything to hide. People shouldnât always see where youâre looking.â
By the time my fifty-three days were up, I was putting a ring on it on fifty-four. It took all I had not to pull her back in. Her head high, shoulders straight, back arched, I watched her curvaceous hips move side to side until she exited my suite. Quietly, I exhaled. When she wasnât around, I wanted her with me.
âSomebodyâs got it bad,â my brother Chaz said patting me on the back.
âYes, Lord.â God had definitely smiled on me. I needed to show Him some love and make it back to the tabernacle soon.
âThose frames make you stand out. Iâm going to have to invest in a pair of those.â
âAnyone who can distract him from that horrible Madison,â my mother commented as she entered my suite from the private restroom, âis good. Donât forget to come by for dinner tomorrow. Bring that new one with you,â she said.
Kissing my mother on the cheek, I said, âHer name is Sindy.â
âBring her too, but I meant that baby.â
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