The uncertainty was too substantial for me. But was I making a mistake by walking away from something so unique? I didn't want to be hurt again, the way I was three years ago when I left and went to Paris. So I need to be sure there will be no walking away this time.Copeland held me tight, hugging me as if he didn't want to lose me again. "Copeland! I know you hear me calling you." "Yes, I do. Let me hold you one more minute." I chuckled, then, finally, he released me. I went busy myself in the kitchen. It was a lovely evening, so I prepared dinner. I wanted to eat dinner tonight out under the stars. The setting was a perfect starlit summer evening for an elegant dinner. I searched through the playlist Copeland had. I laughed, remembering the music he used to listen to all the time. I see how he still loves light rock and R&B. I pressed the playlist entitled "Lovers." The surround sound played a nostalgic melody throughout the house. Later I lit the candles, and I turned off t
Lizzy quickly began to undo her hair, combing it and making sure she looked perfect for Copeland's arrival.Lizzy paced back and forth in her bedroom as she tucked her hair behind her ear. At the same time, she waited for Copeland to come over. 'I have to be direct tonight and tell him how I feel waiting for him to get a divorce. I can't just keep sitting and waiting on him.' Lizzy pondered her words, thinking carefully about what she would say to her love. It was killing her to know Tameka was still in town. She didn't appear to be the same girl she knew from their past. Lizzy also became fearful that Copeland might have a change of heart about Tameka positively. She wondered how solid his feelings were for her. She had so many questions and concerns about this one man. Lizzy began to feel desperate about losing her chances of becoming Mrs. Morton. Lizzy knows he hasn't been at the office working, so he's spending time with Tameka.She couldn't just sit back and let whatever was happ
"No, I haven't even kissed her." However, he craved and wanted to kiss her. But their relationship had advanced to that just yet. "Then what's going on?" He says in a low undertone. "I need to get rid of this." A lump formed in Lizzy's throat as she asked. "Need to get rid of what?" "I mean, I need to go to the bathroom." He went to the bathroom and stared at his reflection in the mirror while washing his hands. He thought about Lizzy and what he needed to say to her, even though it would be difficult for her to hear. Lizzy was excellent, and he hoped her health would hold up. He's been a close companion to her for more than two years. But they didn't have much in common besides coming from wealthy families and similar backgrounds. It was time to set things straight and move on because Copeland knew he wasn't good at faking. He re-entered the living room as she called out to him from the bedroom. Copeland entered the bedroom as he saw her lying across it. Scantily dressed as h
Copeland left feeling sad as Lizzy's words rang in his head. 'Maybe I should go back and check on her.' Copeland didn't think it would be this difficult to say goodbye. He had allowed his heart to be wrapped around Lizzy for so long. Not out of love but out of indebtedness. Now what he's experiencing with Tameka feels different from what he had with Lizzy. It felt good and right. Copeland wanted to have his heart interwoven and intertwined with his wife's. He looked one last time at Lizzy's apartment building stating in an undertone. "I will be here for you if you need me." Copeland had finally cleared up his relationship with Lizzy, and he drove away. Copeland recalled Tameka's request, so he stopped and got some ice cream. After that, there was no more miss understanding of his relationship with Lizzy. She was a lovely girl and sweet, but that was all the feeling he had for her, and tonight he was sure about it. When Copeland returned to the wedding house, feeling so good and pl
"I like everything you do. The good and the bad." He leaned in to kiss her, his cold lips sending shivers through her that had more to do with the heat than the ice cream. "Okay, okay. Let you help me eat the rest of this ice cream." Tameka says, kissing him again. "You can't eat a pint of ice cream alone in one sitting, can you?" "Yes, I can eat a pint in about five minutes by myself. That's how much I love ice cream." "Oh no, I can't let you eat all this ice cream alone. That would be a sin!" "Then come on over here and join me." She says, taking off playfully and running away. After having her tell him she could consume the ice cream, Copeland hurried to grab a spoon as he took a seat next to Tameka and dived into the carton. Eating the ice cream gave her comfort. However, it was exhausting trying to figure out this increasingly complicated situation. "Do you remember long ago this scene from our younger days?" "What Scene?" Copeland asked her curiously. "Well, it
Copeland gives her a look that speaks volumes. His answer to that question was intertwined in his raw, smoking hot, sexy gaze. Tameka felt his blaze of desire through his eyes. The flames were scorching, making her fearful, yet she kept asking herself. 'Am I ready to go out on a limb with my emotions?'She playfully says to cool the sudden and unfamiliar flames scorching her heart and riling up her desires. "A scoop of ice cream coming right up," Tameka says playfully, scooping him up a big spoonful, and just when it gets to his lips and he opens his mouth, she takes and eats it. She laughs at how his sexy gaze disappeared, calming her fearful heart. But Copeland gave her a concentrated stare of disbelief! "Ah, don't look so disappointed. You look like a wounded puppy." Tameka tells him as he pouts. But Copeland was inwardly thrilled that his wife was sexily teasing him this way. "Okay, this time, I'm going to give you a taste of my ice cream for real." "Your ice cream? Don't teas
Tameka looks at him, and he seems sincerely sorry. But Copeland hadn't said what she needed to hear from him. He returned without telling her that it was over between him and Lizzy. "Don't you want me?" he asked. "No, I'm serious, Tameka. Could you answer me? Tell me that I'm not too late." Tameka didn't respond, but Copeland had his eyes focused on the lusciousness of her full lips. Her heart wanted to cave in, but she wasn't that eighteen-year-old girl he married. She begins to reflect on her innocent, tender heart for a moment. "Lynette, I can't wait until you feel like a princess," Tameka tells her best friend."Yes, you can wait.""Girl, this is the stuff we read about in those romance novels! I never thought it would happen to me in real life, Lynette! But it can happen to you too!""Well, I can wait, Tameka. I'm not interested in marrying into a crazy, biased family who doesn't know what they want. Copeland's family only cares about their son and that scheming Lizzy! The girl
"You mean we should get married again?" He chuckled. "Why baby, we are legally already husband and wife." "Yes, I know, but honestly, did you mean those vows when you said them to me?"The stress came over his face. His mind was in the thralls of making love for the first time to his deliciously sexy wife, and now he's being stopped dead in his tracks! And he's a little bit shaken at her suggestion."You just said you would do anything to prove that you love me and that you're sincere. I want to start over, Copeland. The first time was a sham on your part. This time I want us to be seriously committed to one another, and I want everyone to know." "Is this everyone, meaning Lizzy Hubbard?" "Especially her Copeland. You talked to her tonight and didn't mention anything to me. Other than what you thought I wanted to hear." He glanced at Tameka, whose frowning gaze held a healthy dose of curiosity and mistrust. Copeland stirred, disentangling himself from her lovely limbs. "Don't loo