Free The Pastor's Wife by Reshonda Tate Billingsley Page B

five minutes when Savannah leaned over and whispered in his ear, “Did you enjoy yourself tonight?” She was a lot calmer now. This was the woman he loved being with.
    Terrance looked over at her and smiled. He had actually enjoyed himself, until they were leaving and Savannah’s loud and boisterous behavior drew stares. “I did have fun,” Terrance said, deciding to let his feelings about her behavior go. “I don’t think I’ve been bowling since I was a little kid.”
    When Savannah had suggested they go do something fun, Terrance had readily agreed. He had been happy for the distraction. He hadn’t been able to get his mind off Raquel and her situation with Dolan all day. So he was grateful when Savannah showed up at his office this evening and suggested they go bowling.
    Savannah flashed a sexy smirk as she leaned back and gently rubbed the back of Terrance’s neck.
    “So, am I taking you home now?” Terrance asked as he pulled onto the freeway.
    Savannah nodded. “Unless, of course, you have some place else you’d like to go.” She had a look in her eyes like she didn’t want the night to end.
    Terrance headed along Highway 59 toward Savannah’s apartment. The way she continued to stroke his neck and back was awakening feelings he had forgotten that he had.
    So far, Terrance had been a complete gentleman and hadn’t tried anything. But he could tell Savannah was ready for that to change.
    “Terrance, can I ask you a question?” Savannah asked, breaking the silence that had filled the truck.
    Terrance nodded. “You can ask me anything.”
    “Where do you see our relationship going?” She paused, like she was unsure if she should continue. “I mean, I’ve been thinking about it a lot.” She took a deep breath. “I really enjoy being with you. And, well, I’d just like to know if you feel the same and where you see us going?”
    Terrance didn’t know where he saw them going, if there even was a them. One minute he was sure she was the one. The next, he just didn’t know. He did know that he enjoyed being with her, but the way she clung to him tonight, and any other time they were out in public, made him extremely uncomfortable. Now he was back to questioning whether they could ever have anything serious.
    “Ummm, I like you, too, Savannah. And, umm, I don’t know, I guess I hadn’t given much thought to a future,” he lied. He hated lying, but right about now he simply did not know what to say. Part of him really liked her, but there was something—he couldn’t quite put his finger on it—that didn’t feel right with her.
    Savannah quickly tried to lighten the mood. “Look, let’s not even worry about the future right now.” She gently ran her fingers along the base of his neck. “Why don’t we just worry about the present?”
    As if on cue, they pulled in front of her apartment. He parked right in front of her unit, then jumped out to walk around and open her door.
    Savannah noticed that he left the truck running, so she reached over, turned it off, and removed the keys, before stepping out of the truck.
    “I really would like for you to come inside and tuck me in,” she whispered seductively. They were standing so close, he could feel the heat from her breath.
    Terrance massaged his neck, then dabbed at the beads of sweat forming on his brow.
    “You just don’t know…,” Terrance said, biting his bottom lip.
    Savannah had aroused feelings inside him he hadn’t had in ages, since vowing to live his life the right way and wait to have sex with his wife.
    “I don’t know what?” Savannah asked as she stroked his arm.
    “How much I’d love to come inside with you. But me going in there is asking for trouble.” Terrance wanted to add that it would be a particularly bad idea since he didn’t know where their relationship was headed.
    “Come on, T-baby. I’ll make it worth your while.” She casually ran her tongue across her lips, adding a sparkle to her MAC lip