I thought. “So how’s your day going?” I asked, changing the course of the conversation.
“ My day is better now that I’ve heard your voice,” Ty said smoothly.
Not distracted by the sweet talk, I pressed with a laugh, “Ty, how’s your day going?”
Laughing, he playfully retorted, “You think you know me so well, don’t you?”
“Yes, now spill it!”
“Well, it started out great. I woke up with you next to me. Got a call from Bennett on the way in. But once I got to work, it was one thing after another. I had to let Marie go. My head bartender wanted to discuss it. I had an unexpected meeting with my lawyer. I had two separate issues involving arguments between staff. It’s just nonstop headaches today. But when you called, you put me in a better mood. You do that to me. You do that for me. And that’s why I got you those flowers…as a token of my appreciation.”
Before I had a chance to respond, my work line startled me with a loud ring. “Hold on,” I whispered before answering my line.
“Yes Whitney?” I asked, hoping she would make it quick.
“Your 3:30 is here,” Whitney said apologetically.
“Okay, thank you . Let them know that I’ll be with them shortly,” I said as I glanced at the time on my computer, noting that he was 15 minutes early for the meeting. Hanging up the office phone, I looked for the file for my meeting and I picked up my cell phone.
“ Still there, baby?” I asked distractedly as I pulled the file from underneath the heavy flowers in the middle of my desk, careful not to get anything on my pressed khakis or orange sleeveless ruffle collar shirt. Wait, did I just call him baby?! I thought with alarm. I’ve never used pet names with anyone, ever. It’s not that I am opposed to them. I just never felt close enough to any man to call him anything other than his given name. Even when things got hot and heavy, I never used a pet name. But just then, the word just rolled off my tongue naturally.
Silence met my ears for at least 15 agonizing seconds. “Did you just call me baby?” Ty whispered sexily.
“ Uh, yeah…sorry, I was distracted and I have a meeting that’s about to start and it just slipped out,” I hurriedly explained.
Speaking slowly and deliberately, Ty said, “No. No, don’t apologize, Sahara. I like the sound of you calling me baby. I like it a lot. Say it again…” His voice lit a fire in me.
“Baby…” I breathed into the phone, feeling a wave of desire sweep through my body.
“Say it again,” He dragged the word s out so slowly it almost felt like he was stroking his fingers down my back, tickling my skin
Closing my eyes, I sat all the way back in my chair, squeezing my thighs together. “Baby…” I practically p urred . Hearing the sound of his voice, thinking about the way he looks, remembering the way his body felt pressed against mine for the last 2 weeks, I was on the edge.
“ Sahara, you just don’t know,” he tempted with a low groan. I let out a labored breath. Unable to say a word, I just held the phone to my face as I tried to get control over my body. The silence that settled over the phone held so much promise. I think I’m done waiting. Waiting is not all it is cracked up to be. Especially if he’s able to get me wet with only a few words, I thought desirously.
After a minute , I calmed myself down and wailed, “Tyree Barker, what are you doing to me?”
“What do you mean baby girl?” he chuckled.
“Oh you know exactly what I mean ! And I will get you back. Believe that!” I laughed. “But I have a meeting so I have to go. But again, thank you for the beautiful flowers. Best part of my day. Until I get back home to you,” I admitted. Oh God, did I really just make it seem like we shared a home?! What is wrong with me today? I thought as I prayed he didn’t catch my slip up.
“ Anything for you, baby girl, ” he said with genuine affection. Phew he didn’t catch it! I
“ My day is better now that I’ve heard your voice,” Ty said smoothly.
Not distracted by the sweet talk, I pressed with a laugh, “Ty, how’s your day going?”
Laughing, he playfully retorted, “You think you know me so well, don’t you?”
“Yes, now spill it!”
“Well, it started out great. I woke up with you next to me. Got a call from Bennett on the way in. But once I got to work, it was one thing after another. I had to let Marie go. My head bartender wanted to discuss it. I had an unexpected meeting with my lawyer. I had two separate issues involving arguments between staff. It’s just nonstop headaches today. But when you called, you put me in a better mood. You do that to me. You do that for me. And that’s why I got you those flowers…as a token of my appreciation.”
Before I had a chance to respond, my work line startled me with a loud ring. “Hold on,” I whispered before answering my line.
“Yes Whitney?” I asked, hoping she would make it quick.
“Your 3:30 is here,” Whitney said apologetically.
“Okay, thank you . Let them know that I’ll be with them shortly,” I said as I glanced at the time on my computer, noting that he was 15 minutes early for the meeting. Hanging up the office phone, I looked for the file for my meeting and I picked up my cell phone.
“ Still there, baby?” I asked distractedly as I pulled the file from underneath the heavy flowers in the middle of my desk, careful not to get anything on my pressed khakis or orange sleeveless ruffle collar shirt. Wait, did I just call him baby?! I thought with alarm. I’ve never used pet names with anyone, ever. It’s not that I am opposed to them. I just never felt close enough to any man to call him anything other than his given name. Even when things got hot and heavy, I never used a pet name. But just then, the word just rolled off my tongue naturally.
Silence met my ears for at least 15 agonizing seconds. “Did you just call me baby?” Ty whispered sexily.
“ Uh, yeah…sorry, I was distracted and I have a meeting that’s about to start and it just slipped out,” I hurriedly explained.
Speaking slowly and deliberately, Ty said, “No. No, don’t apologize, Sahara. I like the sound of you calling me baby. I like it a lot. Say it again…” His voice lit a fire in me.
“Baby…” I breathed into the phone, feeling a wave of desire sweep through my body.
“Say it again,” He dragged the word s out so slowly it almost felt like he was stroking his fingers down my back, tickling my skin
Closing my eyes, I sat all the way back in my chair, squeezing my thighs together. “Baby…” I practically p urred . Hearing the sound of his voice, thinking about the way he looks, remembering the way his body felt pressed against mine for the last 2 weeks, I was on the edge.
“ Sahara, you just don’t know,” he tempted with a low groan. I let out a labored breath. Unable to say a word, I just held the phone to my face as I tried to get control over my body. The silence that settled over the phone held so much promise. I think I’m done waiting. Waiting is not all it is cracked up to be. Especially if he’s able to get me wet with only a few words, I thought desirously.
After a minute , I calmed myself down and wailed, “Tyree Barker, what are you doing to me?”
“What do you mean baby girl?” he chuckled.
“Oh you know exactly what I mean ! And I will get you back. Believe that!” I laughed. “But I have a meeting so I have to go. But again, thank you for the beautiful flowers. Best part of my day. Until I get back home to you,” I admitted. Oh God, did I really just make it seem like we shared a home?! What is wrong with me today? I thought as I prayed he didn’t catch my slip up.
“ Anything for you, baby girl, ” he said with genuine affection. Phew he didn’t catch it! I
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