Free Slow Seduction by Marie Rochelle

chair at his penetrating look. “I know you’re a man.”
    “Yes, I believe you think you know I am a man, but sometimes I think you forget that I’m also in love with you. That changes everything, babe. I will stop at nothing to have my ring gracing your finger.”
    Pushing her plate away, Jenisha stood up from the table. “Do we have to talk about this right now? I thought we settled this all last night. I do want us to date, but I don’t want to discuss plans for the future.”
    “Why don’t you like me talking about us having a future? Is there something wrong with me? Did I do something wrong?”

    Stacking the dishes in the sink, Jenisha turned on the water and added a few drops of dishwashing liquid. She didn’t want to get into this with
Clinton
. “Nothing’s wrong.” Please let him drop it for once. He doesn’t need to know about everything going on in my mind .
    “Please tell me what is wrong,”
Clinton
insisted coming up behind her.
    “Nothing is wrong. I’m just so happy I can’t believe it will last.”
    Clinton
wrapped his arms around her waist. His warm mouth placed a soft kiss on her temple. “Baby it will only get better if you allow me to care for you.”
    She prayed it would last after
Clinton
found out her secret. Twisting around in his arms, she captured his eyes with hers. She loved the different shades of amber and green in their depths. “I have a question for you.”
    “What is it?”
    “Which one of us is going to tell True about us?”
    Clinton
quickly moved away from her and started clearing the rest of the dishes off the table. “True is your best friend. I’ll leave that up to you.”
    She picked up a dishtowel and threw it at him. It hit the side of his shoulder then fell to the floor. “Coward.”
    Clinton
picked up the towel and laid it on the table. “Seriously, I think we need to keep this a secret as long as possible. You know once she finds out she’ll have a wedding planner at our doorstep. I love my sister-in-law to death, but she’s a matchmaker.”
    Finishing up the breakfast dishes, Jenisha walked past
Clinton
into the living room. She took a seat on the couch and he sat down next to her. “I have to agree with you. True would be on the next plane out here helping me pick out a wedding dress. I don’t know if I’m ready for that huge of step yet, especially since I don’t know if you snore or not.”
    “I have never snored a day in my life, Miss Roman.”
    “How do you know for sure?” She questioned, arching an eyebrow.
    “Sweetheart, the only way for you to find out is to spend a night in my bed,”
Clinton
answered.
    Her mind filled with lustful thoughts about
Clinton
’s lovemaking abilities and she quickly shoved them to the side. She had to be the strong one since he wasn’t going to. “Shouldn’t we have a first date before we share a bed?” She leaned back on the couch cushions and grinned at
Clinton
.

    “Damn, I hate your logical mind,”
Clinton
groaned. He reached out to touch the back of Jenisha’s hand. Leaning in, he kissed her softly on the lips. As he was about to deepen the kiss, the phone rang. Holding up one finger, he said, “Don’t forget where we were.”
    “
Clinton
Campbell
.”
    “Finally, you answer the phone. I was tried of leaving a message on the answering machine,”
Hayward
said.
    “Hey,
Hayward
….how are you doing? Did True have a good time? How are my nephews doing?”
Clinton
saw Jenisha tense up beside him at the sound of his brother’s name.
    “I’m doing wonderful, and the trip was amazing. True enjoyed it a lot because it was her first time to
Hawaii
. Dad stayed here with the boys while we were gone. When we got back they wanted ice cream, so they all went out to get it. They should be back any minute,”
Hayward
said. “How are things in
Los Angeles
? Hell…why should I beat around the bush? How is Jenisha doing?”
    “Everything on my end is wonderful. I’m not having any