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TAMARA'S POV

40 minutes of soaking and two glasses of Merlot later he's standing at the bathroom door looking into my soul. Usually I'd be turned on but his stance and body language wasn't one of lust or desire but someone lost in deep thought... searching.

His answers might have been within me because his eyes never left mine. It got me scared. The thought of him hurting me isn't what I mean, but instead scared for him....he was scared. It was written on his face.

Looking at him I asked "Baby what's the problem?"

As I rose from the tub his eyes scanned my curves but his demeanor didn't change. I walked over, not breaking eye contact, held him around his waist resting my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat.

I felt his clothing soaking away the wetness from my skin, as the remainder dripped to the floor.

Nothing was said at that moment, as his arms hugged me tighter to him.

"Man haffi sure from early if yuh sure yuh wah stay yah suh wid me enuh. Just dat a guh through my mind" His words vibrating through his chest.

I could here the insecurities in his voice.

What could be so horrible that has him scared of me leaving.

"Mark look at me" his eyes found mine as I continued "I'm a big girl. I know everyone and everything nah perfect but I promise to give you and us a fair chance " as I tipped up kissing him.

Looking into my eyes as I spoke, his breathing pattern changed, somewhat relaxing a bit. Then I felt his arms pull me closer still as I tried to melt into him.

I've never been inlove before but that doesn't change me being sure I am inlove with this man...

He kissed my head and loosened his grip asking "are you hungry? Plus the day is young there's plenty we can do together before the sun sets"

"Right now I just want to relax around here with you "I answered him smiling.

"Cool I'm gonna hit the gym for a few, then maybe later we figure out something." As he turned I took notice of his body. He's more buff and looking back to last night his grip seemed stronger as well. Moments ago his chest felt more firm than usual.

Boy be working out them muscles and I love me them muscles smiling inwardly.

I've had it in mind to start the gym, not that I really needed it but just to stay fit, but now there's one here.....think I'll go elsewhere still, don't want to crowd him while he's doing his thing and besides I'd be too distracted to get anything done myself either.

All them muscles beckoning to me all the time mmmmn.

My belly rumbles, reminding me I need to get something to eat. Let's go see what he bought for lunch.

Before I got to the kitchen I could tell what lunch was and my mind and pallet synced starting the fireworks. Chicken, I love me some fried chicken but we all know KFC is in a class to itself. It's my comfort food at least twice a week. He doesn't like me having it so often but I'm grateful he didn't deprive me.

I'm looking at a 9 piece bucket, coleslaw, large fries and biscuits.

Him realize it's just two of us right, but it's KFC can't be too much for me

I just took a plate from the kitchen, because I couldn't bother with them iddy-biddy disposables that came with the meal.

After I took what I believed I could comfortably consume. I covered the rest then went and got some clothes. Just a white tank top and black batty rider shorts then headed into the living room to catch up on my Netflix series Blood & Water, but not before securing something to catch the potential crumbs that may fall onto the carpet from the chicken.