Awakening Promise

Chapter 7

New York was just as Promise remembered. The loud horns, the bustle on the street, and the constant moving of people displayed it as a busy metropolis.

What she enjoyed most about her time in New York was the landscape of the buildings and their old, updated architecture.

Once Trevon had started architecture studies, her appreciation increased to a new level. She was always excited when she lived here. There were plays, musicals, theaters, structures, landscapes, and restaurants galore. You could never get bored in the lovely city of New York.

She recalled her first visit to the city when she visited NYU before graduating high school and instantly fell in love with the city, especially Central Park. The wooded area was a favorite place of her's for relaxation. She had spent many a day at the park. She used the garden to read and just relax and have lazy Sundays.

It was where she met Caleb. At the thought of him, she began to frown. That bastard had taken up enough of her thoughts. She needed to change her landline and cell because that fool was getting on her last nerve. She shook her head and continued to stare at the sights of beautiful NYC.

Antoine watched as Promise seemed memorized by the city. It was as if she was seeing the city for the first time, but he knew she had lived here before returning to Dallas. He silently wondered what she was thinking about. Noticing her frown, he wondered if her mind was on her time here with Caleb. He just couldn't seem to shake that night. Seeing Caleb enter her home after she had literally brought him to his knees.

He inhaled deeply and found that her unique scent was engulfing him. He continued to study the beautiful profile she presented. The gentle slope of her neck was encased in a sterling silver chain. How did she do that?

The woman was an artist's dream for painting. Her lips were full and kissable with a hint of wild rose color. The way her breasts rose and fell with each breath she took. He even noticed how her breathing became shallow every now and again.

Turning to look out the window, Antoine told himself, right now, he needed to focus on work and not the alluring picture she represented in the back of this cab.

After they checked in to their hotel, Antoine explained to Promise that their rooms were adjourning to ensure a meeting time after the show to discuss the line. Promise nodded politely and stopped in front of her room. She was determined to get a bath and a little rest before the show tomorrow tonight. She entered her room and began to get unpacked. She made sure to call down to the laundry to have her dress steamed for tomorrow night.

She then bathed herself and sunk into the tub for a much-needed breather. During both the plane and cab ride, her body was very aware of Antoine sitting next to her. She had felt the firmness of his muscular thighs rub against her on several occasions. Although she refused to budge, her body was in high arousal mode the entire trip. She needed a hot soak and a few hours of sleep before taking in the sights of her second favorite city.

She exited the bathroom in her robe and headed straight for the bed.

Antoine unpacked and found that his body wouldn't come down from its close proximity to Promise Loonea. He had smelt her arousal throughout the trip, and the male in him had wanted to claim her. The woman was a walking desire, and she wore it well.

This constant arousal would kill him if he did not seek an outlet. Still, it just as quickly compressed the idea as it seemed. He only responded to one woman this way. And that woman was only a few feet away from him right now. Hell, adjourning rooms probably wasn't a good idea. Antoine headed to the shower. A cold shower and sleep would be welcome.

Promise woke and dressed, not realizing it was close to eight at night. She hadn't intended to sleep the day away.

Oh well, might as well head downstairs for food and drink.