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When I opened my eyes the next day, I really didn't know where I was for a moment. The magic that took place that night was still lingering in the air, however, the Moet had made it's way out of my body and hungover was calling my name.
The morning sun was coming through the crème colored drapes so perfectly. It couldn't have been any later than around 7 am. I rubbed my tired eyes and pushed my hair out of my face so that I could actually see where I was. I knew I was in Roger's bedroom, but last night, I wasn't really able to look around.
Wow, I said to myself This is the cleanest room I've probably ever seen for a man. The drapes were crème, the bedding fitted sheet was silk and crème with a black silk comforter and black pillow cases. The dressers and side tables were all black and clean. Nothing but the necessary items needed and it was super modern. It wasn't my exact taste, but it was beautiful nonetheless. I felt like I was sitting inside of a magazine. I rolled over to find a note, a water, and Advil sitting on the bedside table nearest to me. I instantly flashed a smile and reached for the note and water.
Good Morning beautiful, I'm sure you're a little hungover, so here's some water and some Advil. When you're feeling up to it, come into the kitchen so I can make breakfast for you. But, you're willing to rest as much as you need to. I know you had a long, very long, day yesterday.
I started to cry when I was reading the note. I’m so emotional it’s ridiculous. But I started realizing that as sweet as this man is, I still had a world of drama to deal with when I left. It was overwhelming me in a way that made me never want to leave the graces of this stranger. He was just so kind, charming, and handsome. I actually was really scared of the way he made me feel. It’s too soon to even feel the way I’m feeling right now, but I can’t help myself. I obviously couldn’t control myself around him last night, and I knew, if I seen this man again, I wouldn’t be able to control myself then. The reality was, I’m not single. Yeah, Jaylen did some fucked up shit, but I still have to deal with that. Hell, I may have to play nice until I have my attack planned out. I still wasn’t going to allow him and my sister to get away with the bullshit they’re doing behind my back. But, I’ve always been a faithful woman. No matter what a man did to me, I would still be faithful. Do I regret my night with Roger? Hell no. But did I trust myself around him while technically still being in a relationship? Definitely not. I clearly seen from last night that if I don’t stay away from this man, I was going to run away in the sunset with him and say fuck Jaylen, fuck my sister, fuck it all. Not even react or get them back just pop up with Roger at the next family function and completely cut Jaylen off. That seemed like the best thing to do. But, the reality is, if I’m feeling like this already with this man, chances are, I’d risk it all for him. Look at me. Sitting in his beautiful bedroom, having only known him for 12 hours, contemplating running off into the sunset with him. Ridiculous. I needed to focus and get it together if I was gonna screw with my sister and Jaylen. I had shit to do. Business to handle.
But damn, Roger was…. Everything I’ve ever wanted in a man and more. Beautiful, successful, seasoned, sweet, kind, a business owner, a gym goer, I mean he just had it all. I couldn’t tell if this was a sign from above or below. But, I had a decision to make on what I was going to do about Roger. After a night like that? A conversation definitely needed to be had.
Fuck. I don’t know. Am I overthinking? Maybe! He’s some years older than me. He’s probably out there right now watching the news and drinking his coffee. Not sitting around overthinking about what just took place.
Dammit Hailey, I shouted to myself, making sure I wasn’t speaking out loud, Get it together sis!
I finally sat up in the bed to drink my water and take the Advil. With my head already spinning from being hungover, I just made my head spin even more and it was definitely time for some food. I decided to get up and go find out where he was. My lingerie was on the floor and my dress was dirty, so I opened the second drawer from the top and what do ya know, t shirts. How did I even know this shit was in here, I’m not sure. Maybe it’s a man thing, but t shirts are almost always in the second drawer.
I quickly put the crisp black T on over my naked body, and slipped into the rest of the apartment. When I got into the open, I was shook. Just as clean as his room was, so was the rest of the apartment.
There was barely any wall space because there were windows everywhere you could see the entirety of the city. It was kind of on the smaller side, but bright and perfect for two people. I absolutely loved it. It looked as if he hired an interior decorator because even though his room was super modern, the rest of the apartment had character and warmth here and there.
I started to hear Jazz music playing, kind of like the music that was playing last night at the cafe. I walked around the corner and seen Roger in the kitchen whisking together some eggs. He had nothing on but a black silk robe and Ralph Lauren boxer briefs. He looked up at me and smiled instantly.
Good morning, Red, he said and chucked at the same time. How you doing this morning beautiful?
Red? I squinted and smiled flirtatiously.
Yes, Red. That pretty skin and that lingerie you had on last night. You put a lot of Red in my life last night, baby girl.
I laughed and covered my face from blushing so hard. Just him talking to me is giving me all the butterflies and nervousness.
I cleared my throat, so what’s for breakfast? I said as I took a seat at on one of the bar stools that stood behind the big marble slab island.
Whatever you want, gorgeous. I was just going to start us off with some tomato and spinach appetizer omelettes and beef bacon and if you’re still hungry, the world is yours. I can make whatever it is you want, he said sweetly.
Wow, Roger. Thank you, thank you so much for… everything.
Look mama, I know I’m a little older than you and all and you may not understand dealing with these youngins. But when I see a woman hurt, that’s a problem for me. When you ran into me in the city hurting with your puffy eyes and cigarettes, I could tell you had just been completely heartbroken. I could see it in your face. I wanted to take your pain away instantly. Don’t ask me why because I’m still trying to understand. I usually just give my number out and offer up some free game and advice. But taking a stranger out to dinner and having the night we had? Yeah, that was a first for me. Regardless, you don’t have to thank me for anything. I never do anything looking for something in return. I do what I want, and I don’t apologize for it. Like last night. I wanted to eat you for breakfast lunch and dinner and baby I did just that, he said and looked at me so nonchalantly, licking his fingers from the bacon he just laid out on the plate to rest.
Him saying that made me squirm in my seat and I instantly felt her come alive again. I was trying not to leave a puddle of desire on his stool being that I was butt ass naked under this t shirt that smelled exactly the way he did last night.
Damn, what am I gonna do about this man. I want him so bad, in all of the ways. I’m so intrigued by him and it’s driving me crazy. I want to know so much more about this guy. But, I have so much going on. Am I even ready to move on? There I was, pondering again; but this time in front of him.
He was turned around flipping the omelets, not even looking my way and he said…
Baby girl, you being kind of loud back there.
Loud? Dammit, was I talking to myself again?!
Loud? I said confused.
Your thoughts, they’re running wild and I can tell. Calm your nerves baby, this doesn’t have to get that deep if that’s not what you want. Don’t worry, I can handle that. I’m not going to lose my
mind if you decide to run out of here. But please, eat first. He said in that deep sexy ass voice. He turned around with the skillet and gave me this look that I cannot even describe. It was a look of confidence, a little bit of arrogance, but still charming and warm.
Oh, hell no I said to myself. This man here gone have me in somebody’s crazy house. I need to get the hell up out of here. He is too much. Too smooth. Too beautiful. I am not equipped to handle this.
I smiled awkwardly and threw my face into my hands as I was blushing hard as shit, again.
He smiled too and shook his head.
What am I gonna do with you, Red?
Here you go, love. Breakfast is done. Would you like some orange juice or coffee? He asked as he opened the fridge, searching for the juice he knew I was going to want. Is this dude a mind reader or what, I need to know.
OJ, please, I said. But I’m sure you knew that since apparently you read minds I said sarcastically.
He laughed, baby girl, I don’t read minds. I just have a lot of experience with people. That’s all.
He put his plate down and sat right next to me. Just him coming that close to me again sent chills up my body and I could feel the puddle underneath me making itself present again. I squirmed in my seat uncomfortably, trying to hold it together and not explode just by the presence of this man around me. But the warmth that was radiating off of his body was doing something to me that I didn’t understand.
He noticed that I was uncomfortable and said, Hailey, you’re a beautiful woman. I know you’re having issues at home, your phone has been ringing all morning, but I didn’t bother to look because it’s not my business. If this is too uncomfortable for you, we can keep this purely platonic. You can call me anytime, come by the cafe, whatever. I don’t want to do anything with you that you aren’t comfortable doing.
He sipped his orange juice and took the first few bites of his food while I sat there looking puzzled and lost with nothing to really say.
I took a few bites as well and sat in silence for a second thinking about the fact that I hadn’t even went for my phone since I’ve been in the presence of Roger.
Shit. I said to myself, thinking there must be 100 missed calls from Jaylen sitting on the Home Screen. This is just something I wasn’t ready to deal with yet. The more I ignore him, the more I look guilty. He didn’t even know I was in town. So maybe I could act like I wasn’t even there. Yeah there were candles and music, but maybe his whore of a side bitch left it there. Right? I mean. I really wanted to see if he was going to mention it to me or if he was going to play it cool. I am sure they went into the bedroom once they were done on the couch. Maybe she said she did it and now she’s wondering who the hell was there before they busted through the door like wild animals. So many different ways this thing could play out. I needed to get out of here so I could think. Everything happened so fast last night I haven’t had time to process any of it.
Roger, this night was the most amazing night I’ve ever had in my life. I never thought I’d meet someone like you… and feel the way I feel right now without even knowing you for that long.
I sighed and stretched my arms up grabbing my hair as I do when I’m nervous.
But, you’re right. There are some things in my life I need to work out before I even think of doing taking any platonic relationship to the next level. Things are crazy right now. I really don’t want to get into it and go over details. Maybe another time.
I fought back tears as I was talking to this man who looked me dead in my face as I said every word. Never took his eyes off me.
I think I should go. I said somberly. Trying not to cry in front of this beautiful man who clearly isn’t being selfish or trying to hold me here for his own pleasure.
He nodded, sipped his orange juice again and said, that’s ok baby doll. Come on, let me walk you out.
No, no. If I let you walk me, I may never leave. I said.
I got up from the chair and went to grab my purse and dress. I did not want to leave. But I had to. I had to walk away from this because I was falling for someone I didn’t even know. It made no sense to me. Just a nice date and some good sex and I’m already sprung over here. I can’t have that. Not me. Not now.
I could hear him putting the dishes in the sink as I walked back around dressed in the clothes I bumped into him in. We danced so close last night that the scent of him still lingered. I wiped a tear that escaped from my face and headed for the front door.
I could feel Roger coming up behind me. He turned me around and kissed my cheek.
See you around, Red.
I could feel my face getting flushed and tears about to stream down my face like they were last night. I nodded and turned back around.
He opened the door, and let me walk through it.
I hurried down the hallway so that I could burst into tears once I was no where in sight.
Lord, what have I gotten myself into?