“I get that, but when you introduced me as your girlfriend instant devastation overtook her. It didn’t appear that she was already upset about something and it was continuing. She got hurt deeply upon hearing your acknowledgement of me.”
“I can’t imagine that upsetting her, given that she’s already married another man.” Montie shook his head. “Even if I agree that your assessment is spot on, it doesn’t matter to me if Destiny is hurt over me finding everything I could ever want and need in a woman. I thank the heavens every day that I found you, girl,” he touched my hair then face sending warmth traveling through my body.
Montie placed loose hair strands behind my ear that had been in my face hiding the anxiety in my eyes. He pulled me into a warm hug, clutching me close to his chest. I sucked in everything Montie. He always smelled so good. The peace I found in his capable arms circumvented the uncertainty that shook me to the core earlier with Destiny.
“I love you, Lissa,” he said as he continued to hold me in his arms.
“That’s the part that hurts, knowing that I love you too and thinking that another woman has the power to end us.”
He held my face so that I was looking him dead in the eye. “I want you to know that no one has the power to end us, but us,” he pointed between us. “I hate that our beginning has been rapt with drama. I can promise you that you are the one and only woman that has my heart.”
“But you slept with Justine while Destiny had your heart.”
“I wasn’t in a relationship with Destiny, and that was before you. I needed something at the time. I was running from the burning rejection from my ex-wife. I was in denial that we were truly over.”
I cut him off before he could continue. “That’s what I’m saying. It’s only been a few months since you didn’t know if you could stand to live without Destiny. How can you be sure that you’re over her?”
“Because if I weren’t over her, I could never do this.” He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and kissed me deeply. He released a drawn-out groan into my mouth. As he methodically grinded his tongue against mine, his warm hands slipped around my waist and settled atop my plush bottom before he began to unbutton my dress.
“Montie, I’m serious. We have to talk about this.”
“Oh, I’m serious as a heart attack, Lissa. I could never kiss you and feel it burning in my soul if you hadn’t stolen my heart. Love is an action word. There is no woman, and I repeat no woman, that moves me the way you do. What Destiny and I had died a long time ago. You rescued me from hell on earth. I’ll be damned if I let the same person who pulled me into that abyss drive you away from me.”
“Montie, I’m not running away. I’m just being extra careful with my heart.”
“That makes two of us. Do you remember when you asked me if I trusted you?”
“Yes, at the church. Why?”
“Well, I’m asking you now to trust me.”
Staring into his sincere brown eyes, I said, “I trust you.”
“Turn around.”
“Why?”
“I thought you trusted me.”
I turned slowly.
He pressed his body against mine. His prominent erection pressed against my ass. My head fell back against his chest. I took a few moments to just feel his body heat collide with mine. Montie bent me over and slipped my panties down. He fumbled with his belt and took his erection in his hand before cramming it into my tight heat. I was his, body and soul, as I begged for mercy. It was convincing my mind that had so many memories of heartbreak to come along for the ride.
EPILOGUE
Montie
This Love of Ours
Six months later…
“This is your last goodbye,” I said stepping up to claim my woman. “Destiny’s good without you, man. I got this covered,” I pushed the door to the home Destiny and I built closed in Jacob’s face. But he thrusted the door open and pushed me backwards.
“The hell you mean she’s good? Man, if you don’t get out of my face there are going to be problems for you. You have gotten in the way enough, Montie.”
I scowled at Jacob, ready to pounce in any moment. “If you know what’s good for you, you’d get out of here,” I roared as I spoke. Mounted up in his face so close that spittle flew from my mouth and landed on him, I growled. Fire flew from my nostrils as I tried to breathe to get my temper in check. The maneuver was futile. Before I knew anything, I had my hands all over him, pushing him back over the threshold. “Don’t come back to my woman’s house. It’s over…”
“I am not leaving here until Destiny tells me what you are doing here,” he retorted, barging past me and into the foyer. “Is there something else you should tell me, Destiny? Is he the real reason you gave back my ring?” he asked Destiny and I waited for her to tell him the truth. When she didn’t answer, I spoke up.