Josephine studied Zariah's features as she slept peacefully beside her. The morning sun kissing her golden face. Her long lashes resting on her flesh, her lips parted as she took slow calm breaths. Josephine did not get enough sleep yesterday. After they had sex they watched a little bit of tv and fell asleep on the soft mat, with a blanket they got from the couch. Her mind has been playing games with her. Thinking about him and all the things she wants him to do with her body. She craved him so much that even a little kiss would put her mind at ease. It was scary for her because never in her life has she been so attracted to someone then Elijah. Was it because he was taken, or was it because he seemed so mysterious which made her curious about him? What was it that made her feel this way towards this man and why him? Josephine reached out her hand and touched Zariah's soft skin. A small moan escaped her lips which made Josephine pull back her hand.Zariah fluttered her eyes op
Elijah was nervous.His heart was racing, palms sweating and stomach twisting. He has not had this particular feeling in a long time. His teenage hormones always kicked in whenever he saw Josephine or even heard her voice over the call. "Mr. Cohen surprised you by dropping by." Josephine said, a nervous smile stretching across her face. Elijah gritted his teeth by the way she addressed him. 'Mr. Cohen.' He specifically told her not to call him that, multiple times so why is she still doing it. Is it to tick him off because if that was the reason?Then it's definitely working. "I was hoping we can talk somewhere more..." He trailed off as his gaze shifted to black woman standing next to her. Probably one of her customers. "Private." He blurted out. Josephine exchanged looks with the woman and threw her hands up in the air like she's been caught doing something illegal. "Think about what I said Josephine." she said, the woman had a very sweet voice. She was beautiful but her voi
Josephine ran after Zariah, she pushed the doors open leading her outside the studio finding Zariah on her phone."Zariah?" Josephine called out. "No, Josephine." she spat bitterly, tears stinging her eyes. Josephine felt guilty she did not mean for Zariah to catch them, nor did she intend to almost kiss him. It just happened. The warm wind tickled her face, surprisingly the city air was fresh this morning, almost sweet and floral. "What are you doing?" Josephine questioned eagerly as she stood awkwardly on the sidewalk watching as the people and cars passed by. "Zariah?" She called out. "I'm going back to my hotel Josephine, certainly I'm not that important to you seeing that your attention is on something else." she flashed out, dramatically throwing her arms up in the air. She did that whenever she was nervous or upset. Josephine scrunched her nose, her brows pulled together as she was in disbelief of what she heard. "Please don't tell me you are upset?" Josephine blurted o
"I do not think this is necessary." Josephine blurted out as she judged Elijah the way he soothed the sides of the sculpture. Elijah rolled his eyes and dropped the knife. "How the fuck do you do this?" he complained and Josephine grinned. His eyes darkened as he glared at Josephine. "You find this funny Josephine?" he asked, annoyance lingering in his low voice. Josephine shrugged. "I do not find it funny, I find it entertaining." she stated. Josephine reached over for her phone and smiled when she saw the time it read 13:45. She looked up meeting those gray eyes. "I have to go, It was really nice of you to help even though you didn't do much." Josephine blushed. Elijah tilted his head. "Where are you off too?" he asked. Josephine pulled her brows together. "Home, I'm tired, I'll be back later so that I can start looking for employees." She said as she walked over to the sink, Elijah followed behind her. "Can I tag along?" Elijah paused the sound of running water was the only s
She winced at the sharp needle piercing through her sensitive flesh. The man chuckled as he continued to draw on her. "First time?" he questions teasingly. Josephine bit down on her tank top. "No but the pain is not bad, but definitely not what I expected." she replied. "How could you, if you got a butterfly tattooed permanently on your ass cheek," he said. Josephine rested her head on the leather like bed. "Do you always judge your clients?" she asked strictly. "No, just curious." he stated. "Well, stay curious."The tattoo artist chuckled and Josephine grinned. Josephine has been less grumpy these past few days. It was strange but she knew the answer to her change of behavior. Two days ago she took Zariah's advice and announced that she is looking for workers. Already she found two people that applied which was surprising since it hasn't been a full day since the announcement. The first one is a guy named Matt, he's in his early twenties and very good with painting, charcoal a
Josephine was deep in thought, the decision was a simple yes or no answer but somehow she overthink it. Dinner? Dinner? Dinner with Elijah.Just thinking about it sounded so intimate. Yes they shared a heating kiss but dinner just sounded so confidential. Josephine switched her phone off, ignoring his question she set her phone on the table. She decided that she will reply to him once he is done with work, probably during her lunch time, that is when she will have her answer. Josephine let out an exaggerated sigh. She strolled around her desk and sank down in her chair.Pulling out her laptop from the drawer she flipped it open and waited as it loaded. Her phone rings.She stares at it in the corner of her eye. The two last digits were the same as the number Elijah texted her with. She darts her tongue out, licks her lips before yanking the phone and answers. "Hello?" She says, setting the call on speaker and placing the device on her lap. Her focus darts back to the laptop. "
"Good evening, I'm Lilly and I will be your waiter for the night. Is there anything I could get for you?" The black woman in her early 20's questioned with a warm welcoming smile. Her hair was dyed blonde and buzzed, brown eyes, light skin and petite body. Josephine read through the menu, everything she read was expensive and the way they describe each dish made her mouth wet. "I'll have the creamy goat cheese ratatouille." She announced. "Drink?" the waiter Lilly asked. "Red wine please." Josephine replied as she closed the menu and her gaze flicked to Elijah who bounty read through the menu. "What about you sir?" The waiter asked. "Sushi for me and one of your best virgin cocktails." he declared, closing the menu and handing it to the waiter. Josephine frowned. The waiter took Josephine's menu and scattered away. "What." Elijah questioned. "You don't drink?" she asked curiously Elijah simply shook his head. "Bad experience from it." he mumbled as his eyes drifted to the band
She is made of waves and honey.He wants to taste her. All of her.She laid there her eyes on him, pleading for him to stay and he did. He doesn't know why but he stayed."Let me get you out of the dress, you look uncomfortable." He gestures softly. Josephine lifts herself from the bed. She stumbles as she rises to her feet but Elijah manages to maintain her balance. He turns her around and his hands find her zipper.As he pulls the zipper down, a soft sound escapes Josephine's mouth when his hands touch her bare back. Elijah steps back. His eyes on her. Josephine turns around her eyes sparkling under the hues of the moonlight."Thank you." She whispers, darting her tongue out to lick those sweet lips he yearns so dearly.The dress now hangs loosely around her body. Elijah steps back, swallowing hard. Josephine turned to face him. "I'm going to take a shower. You can help yourself in the kitchen." she says softly, biting her bottom lip. While Elijah grew to love her habit, whenever sh