Free Heaven Between Her Thighs: Stealing His Heart by Denora Boone Page A

he asked her.
    “It’s short for Cheynese,” she said and waited. She knew the response that she was about to get and she laughed on the inside. It was always the same whenever she told anyone her real name.
    “You mean like the food and the country?” he said causing her to double over in laughter. Even the sound of her voice and the laughter she let out was beautiful.
    “I see now why you need a tutor. Yes, like the food, but Chinese is not a country,” she smiled, making him embarrassed. He had never been around a woman that made him act the way that he had in that moment, and he was thrown off. Qyree couldn’t believe that he had just said something so stupid in front of her.
    “You got jokes, huh?” he said trying to redeem himself. He couldn’t stop looking at her and after a few moments of an intense stare down, they got going on the material they needed to go over.
    Almost an hour into their session, they had hit it off. Not only was she helping him catch up on his work, but he was enjoying her company. He had yet to tell her who his father was and she didn’t seem to know right away like the other females on campus. The more he talked to her, the more he liked being around her. That was until she brought up a topic of discussion that made him uncomfortable. God.
    All he could think about as she sat there talking about her life as a preacher’s kid and doing ministry, was hoping his session would be over. He didn’t want to be rude and cut her off, so he made like he was paying attention. He may not have listened to the words she was saying, but he saw the joy that she had plastered on her face. Whatever she was saying, he could tell made her happier than anything.
    “So this what you do? Can’t answer my call but you in here with the next chick,” the girl that came out of thin air said. Neither Chey nor Qyree saw her coming in since they were both in their own thoughts. Had he seen her, he would have made sure to turn in the other direction. Tameika was a stalker to him and he didn’t know how to get rid of her. She was the type that once she got out of your bed, she thought she was in a relationship. No matter how good her body felt to him, she just couldn’t offer him anything else. In all honesty, no woman could. All he needed was her body.
    “Well, I guess our session is over. I’ll see you tomorrow at the same time,” Chey said gathering her things and walking off, not waiting on him to confirm. What impressed him the most though was how she totally ignored Tameika. Every time he was with someone new and would see one of the other women he was messing with, they always ended up in a yelling match or actually fighting, while he stood back and laughed. To see grown women fighting over him did nothing but feed his ego and he couldn’t wait to tell his father all about it.
    “You wild, yo,” he said getting his stuff up and looked at her. Tameika had a nice body but her face and attitude were as ugly as they came. He didn’t know why she thought he would have her on his arm on the regular ‘cause she was only good behind closed doors and with the lights off. Ignoring the words that were coming out of her mouth, just like he had done Chey when she got on her “God wagon”, he headed out the door.
    The more time he spent with Chey while she helped him with his class, the closer he felt to her, but she was pulling away. She was strictly on the friend tip and after a while, he wasn’t pressed for her. There was a campus full of ready and willing women to assist him with what he wanted. He was completely over trying to get with Chey.
     
     
     

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    After going back down memory lane, Qyree filled his mother in on everything with the show. He could tell by the way she was looking at him that she was proud of the decision he had made concerning the direction of the company, but she was also worried that Jaxon wouldn’t go along with it. It was a step in a direction that she knew he