That's when Dexter replies. "Taesha, I'm smiling because you make me smile. Kissing you and having sex with you, I can tell it would be beyond delightful with you. Probably even magical. I don't know, I've never had magical sex before, but I sense that's how it would be with you from how it feels when we kiss. But let's go on a date first tonight and explore this further. We got to get started somewhere, and I know you are curious about me, and so am I about you." Narrowing her eyes, she said in a coolly natural tone. "I got to eat, anyway." "Exactly, and now that I think about it, your right about the kisses. They are forgotten. They never happened. It was out of order." "Really? Just like that, you can wipe away kissing me?" Taesha asked him, looking at Dexter curiously. "Who sounds conceited now? Hmm..." Dexter says. "Your annoying...." Taesha says, walking to the other side of the island, picking up her plate, filling it with doughnuts and cinnamon rolls, and pouring hersel
Later that afternoon, Dexter put aside the song he had been working on. He looked at the time. It was getting late. His music still needed more work, but it would have to wait until he got more fuel and motivation. He goes and knocks on the bedroom door. Taesha gets up quickly, fixing her messy hair and smoothing it back in place to look presentable."What on earth am I doing?" She takes a deep breath before opening the door.When he lays eyes on her, he has to hold himself back, wanting to take and kiss her senseless again. But he forced himself to show some restraint and act appropriately. But his eyes couldn't help as he canvases her face and body and how she smelled. Her jogging suit hugged that sexy figure and how great her hair looked."Yes, what is it?" Taesha asked, noticing those piercing blue eyes again that felt like he was probing her very being.He tells her. "I'll be back a little later. I need some fresh air.""Alright," Taesha said calmly as if it didn't phase her.Whe
Dexter came around quickly to open Taesha’s door. He was pleasantly surprised to see her patiently waiting for him to unbuckle her seat belt. He smiled inwardly, happy to release her from anything emotionally or physically that might be holding her back. When his soft leather glove touches her hand to help her out of the car, it felt like warm butter. The ‘Cut’ restaurant doesn’t normally offer valet parking for its clients. But Dexter didn’t want to have the snow touch Taesha tonight if he could help it. So he paid for this service to park right in front of the door. She slid her delicate hand around his forearm as they walked inside the restaurant together. Taesha tilted her head slightly upward, looking at this six feet three, lean, handsome man next to her who was a stranger only two days ago. She couldn’t believe things between them had advanced so quickly; two kisses. She unknowingly opened herself to it, and now they are on a date together. Once inside the place, und
Once the waiter sets the food on the table, Taesha inhales, taking in all the aromas that float in the air. The waiter uncorked the red wine that came with the meal. He handed Dexter the cork to sniff and poured a sample into a glass. Dexter, the perfectionist, swirled the contents, held in the goblet, looking for sediment in the crystal, then sniffing and sipping. That's what one would think. He's drinking red wine but has never seen the color of it until now. The wine coated his tongue with the most delightful hints of fruits and Moka. Nodding his acceptance, he requested the lady have a sample of his selection. Taesha followed his lead, taking the wine glass, inhaling, tasting, and nodding lightly."Waiter, can you bring us a blue cheese board with this wine?" "Yes, Madam," He said, pouring them both half-full goblets and leaving.Once again, Dexter was impressed. She took his hand, which surprised him. Dexter saw her lower her head, and he followed suit. She blessed the food. "
The only lights in the restaurant were the line of candle sconces that went around the walls of the large room. Taesha's eyes expand, trying to focus in the dark. Then moments later, she hears a voice coming from straight ahead. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. We have a special performance tonight. So sit back and relax and enjoy." Taesha had no idea that the 'Cut' allowed live performances. She looks around for Dexter, hoping he gets back to his seat before the show begins. The room was still dim, and then she heard a voice that captivated her attention as her eyes tried to focus."Tonight, I want to dedicate this song and performance to a special young lady. She inspired this song and the title. So, ladies and gentlemen, I hope you enjoy."That's when a single spotlight shines on a man in all black as he strolls so cool out in the center of the floor. Taesha stood up because, sitting, all she could see was a side profile. Taesha still doesn't realize who it is as she looks ar
The ride home was quiet. Dexter didn't know how to break the thick ice of tension that had developed between them. Their romantic and sensual night they were having had suddenly come to an end, and he didn't know why. There was no explanation or anything. Then, finally, Taesha abruptly left him on the dance floor. She gathered her things and walked out of the "Cut restaurant.During the drive home, she asked. "Are you sliding your eyes over here at me?" Taesha sounded agitated."No, I'm not sliding my eyes at you," Dexter replied. Things got quiet again. Dexter wanted to kick himself for pretending like her coldhearted actions weren't bothering him. But how could he tell her that he enjoyed seeing her pretty face even though it looked irritated? They finally arrived at the cabin. The minute Dexter opened the cabin door Taesha walked through it and went straight to her bedroom, closing the door and leaning against it. "Why? Why? Does he make me feel this way?" Her body tingled with
"Perhaps I'm reluctant because this thing we are experiencing feels so good it's got to be something wrong with it. And trust me, I'm not trying to get hurt or disappointed." You. "Taesha, let me reassure you, I've never been the type of man to desire love. I never knew what love was and had no desire to know. For the first time in my life, these emotions I have for you are so refreshing. Only words of endearment fill my heart when I look at you and think about you. I know what we feel is undeniable and rare to be experiencing in such a short period. Love doesn't happen like this with anyone. Today when I sat down and wrote that song about you. I liked my thoughts. The words came into my mind and heart with such ease. I don't smile. But I've I'm smiling now for no apparent reason. You give me a whole new range of affections and sentiments. If this is what love is supposed to feel like, then I want it. I want it with you." "Woah! Hold your horses there, pal! Hey, we are getting deep
His mind and body stirred with great need. His hand reached out to touch and feel every inch of her body. If only he could show her how he felt about her. The words she uttered, she'd liked kissing him and hadn't wanted to stop. How was he supposed to walk away knowing that? But Dexter didn't want to scare her away by showing her how badly he wanted her. So instead, he leaned close to her ear, inhaling, taking in her sweet scent he'd become addicted to already. "Hm-mm. A very long, happy three days it's been." Trust. His trust is vital. Dexter wanted her to trust him. So he forced himself to stand up straight as he tiptoed out of the room. He collapsed on the couch, closing his eyes, now grappling with his strong desires, willing himself to sleep. "I can do this..." Dexter found himself a few minutes later in her bedroom. "How did I end up in here?" He asked, confused. Taesha's body was his greatest damnation. He craved her and the way she came alive beneath his fingers. She'