“Who, Russell? I told him to stop calling me this morning. He’s fine, medium-build and caramel brown like I like them, but he kept asking me math questions, and I was like, bruh, if you don’t get off my phone with that bullshit.”
I know how Jayne is, but my mouth still falls agape with shock. “I absolutely can’t with you, Jayne. I know you didn’t do that man like that.”
“Girl, you know I have zero patience for boring men. Xander might not be giving up the D, but at least, he keeps things interesting.”
When she brings up Xander, I want to hear more about the man whose name keeps coming up in conversation. There is more to their relationship that she has not told me. “Oh, how so?”
“Girl, Xander keeps me laughing and talking about something. He is fun and spontaneous; we never have a dull moment. It’s nothing for us to turn on country music and sing until midnight, then go walking in the park like it’s noon instead of midnight. We dance, we talk about everything, we...”
“Go on,” I urge her when she pauses.
“That’s all.”
“You forgot to add that you love him. The sooner you realize it, the sooner you will stop playing with other men’s emotions. Probably broke that math scholar’s heart.”
Jayne huffs. “Once the accountant calculates how many women he can talk about math to before he has to stop and actually be interesting, he’ll know the answer to his love problem. But enough about that, how are things going with you and Omega? You talk to him today?”
“Omega...” I breathe in a slow breath then let it out. “Things are going good. He’s still coming to Christmas dinner.”
“Yeah, but what was all that deep breathing about? You sure all he’s doing is coming to dinner? Are you sure he’s not coming somewhere else?”
“Yep, coming to dinner. That’s all.” In reality anyway. My dreams are a different story though.
“Uh-huh. Well, I’ll be there too. Front and center.”
“Can’t wait,” I say sarcastically.
As Jayne laughs, my phone beeps indicating I have a call coming in.
“Oh, speak of the devil, and he shall call. I have to go; this is Omega. See you Christmas.”
“Wreck him, sis. Make him feel you,” she speaks in an encouraging cheer.
“Bye, Jayne.” I click over to Omega with a huge smile on my face. “Hey…” I manage to get out before he starts talking.
“What time are you coming back? I’m waiting on you. I cooked dinner, and I’m about to hop in the shower.” The deep tone of his voice rattles me as he speaks. Why does he have to sound so delicious?
“Give me about an hour. I came home to drop my gifts off and ended up falling asleep on the sofa. I guess I can’t hang anymore. Those few hours of sleep last night caught up with me fast.” The spicy remnants of my dream invade my mind, and I instantly get wet thinking about it.
Omega laughs. “Glad you got some rest. You will need it for tonight. We’re playing spades again, and this time I’m going to be the one spanking you.”
Oh, I have something for him to spank. Of course, I don’t say that because I’m not completely ready for all that. “Oh really? We’ll see about that.”
“Good. Listen, baby, be careful driving over here. Make it back to me in one piece, okay?” he impels, the caring in his deep tone carrying over clear as a bell. The sound of Omega’s voice mixed with memories of that dream have me ready to hit the highway, going 100 miles per hour just to see him again. My resistance was low last night. Tonight, it is approaching zero. If I’m not careful, my dream will become reality. At this point, my libido is not against it at all. My past with men demands I go slow. The conflicting emotions will be the death of me.
“I will. See you soon, Omega.”
I hang up the phone and gasp. My hardened nipples poke through my shirt and thin bra material. Worse, my womanhood is throbbing with a vengeance on top of every other part of me that is aroused to the max. So many signals tell me I should not be heading to the shower and getting ready to go back to Omega’s apartment, but I’m moving on autopilot. I want to be where he is.
Besides, I have to hold up my end of the deal, to spend every night with him until Christmas, right? For that, I need changes of clothing… and a whole lot of moments to calm down my desire before it gets me into something with no way out. Whether that’s good or bad still remains to be seen.
Chapter Ten
Omega
I Want You Here
December 16, 2019