Carrington's POV
I put on something sexy not lingerie, but some short shorts and top revealing my cleavage. Lately I'd been restless and I had this unexplainable energy at night. I figured that was the cause for my delusions at work. I had a resolution for this type of thing. He knew what he was he knew what he was supposed to do. I poured myself a glass of wine. He was supposed to be here in ten minutes. I knew he'd be here in thirty. I needed to refocus anyway. I needed to remember who I was with ... sort of. I sighed and I hear a knock on the door. I sashayed to the door pushed up my best assets and opened the door only to find my dear cousin there looking amused and confused.
"Wow, grossed out to know this side of you," she judged me in only the way she could. I was amazed by how even when she wasn't trying Desiree was an absolute ten. It made my tiny attempt at looking tempting seem like child's play. I picked my robe up off the couch and covered myself.
"Shit Des, I told you to call before you come over Keith will be hear in a few minutes," I snapped as she took a seat on my couch. She check her phone before looking up at me.
"Don't worry I will leave as soon as your flavor of the month arrives. I just had to know about your lunch meeting with the Ken doll. Was it really all just business inquiring minds want to know?" She crossed her legs on my couch with a big smile on her face. I rolled my eyes at her and placed my hands on my hips.
"Yes, he had some legitimate work related questions. I honestly think we could've talked at work but it was his choice," I answered with a shrug hoping that was enough to sooth her curious mind. She frowned at me and I knew she was after something else.
"What?" I asked exasperated by her gaze.
"Be real with me Carrie. I know you have a thing for that man and he took you to lunch. He comes in earlier and earlier. If there's a thing just tell me? Oh my God is he on his way here now!" She sat up straight and glanced at the door.
"You know I am a little insulted by this interrogation Des! I won't lie I don't think the guy isn't ugly but my momma didn't raise no home wrecker! So to answer your question no he will never see the inside of this apartment!" I huffed out my frustration. I have never really talked about my little attraction to Aaron because honestly I didn't think it was a big deal. It was just a little crush and it would be over before I fully had time to acknowledge it. I took another sip of my wine and noticed my cousin was still studying me.
"I don't think you realize how you look at him sometimes. I am telling you this because I know you and I love you. Keep as much distance between the two of you as possible. Okay?" I opened my mouth to protest but honestly every time I went to war with Desiree she was right and I ate crow. I nodded and she stood up to leave.
"Alright gurl, I am gonna leave because I actually am going to try to get to work early ... not as early as you but you know. Your booty call is late I wouldn't give him any if I was you," she teased as I opened the door.
"Shut up Des, I'll see you tomorrow." As I shut the door her words echoed in my head. Am I really that transparent? I wondered if everyone at work could see. I needed to make changes. I needed some relief. I needed Keith.
Aaron's POV
"God Baby!" Kristen panted as our love making ending. She had a big exhausted smile on her face. She smoothed her hair back and her blue eyes stared into mine. She repositioned so she could rest her head on my chest as she regulated her breathing.
"I told you I loved the way those yoga pants fit you," I teased and she giggled. I wrapped my arm around her and the lightly popped her butt.
"Well, you can't do this every time I wear them," she fussed. "Actually, yeah you should do this every time I wear them. Man, you were like another person tonight. I was like ... I don't know ... it reminded me of the first time," she gushed I smiled and gave her a slow passionate kiss. I wanted to revel in us. I needed to. I felt as she gently pulled away and began to nibble at my jaw and my neck.
"So how was your day?" She asked and my mind shifted back to work ... back to lunch. I remember big brown eyes and a bright smile.
"It was basic ... busy," I groaned a little as she sucked on my earlobe. I tried to focus but she had brought up work and I still remember full lips wrapped around her fork. Her gentle laugh at my jokes that weren't that funny. I closed my eyes as I tried to focus harder yet each touch, tickle, and taste from my wife became the touch of someone else.
"That's good. I am glad nothing crazy happened. I know you are worried about all the changes. I am glad you took solace in me tonight. You been so stressed I'm glad I could relax you," she smoothed her fingers across my face. Maybe Carrie wasn't the only one holding on to ideas of delusion. Maybe I was right there with her and I didn't realize how far gone I'd become? I opened my eyes and watched as my wife started her familiar trail down my chest. I wasn't deserving of her yet I wanted her. I wanted to cure the desire placed within me by someone else.
I didn't know it was possible to be filled with such want and guilt at the same time. I was lying in bed with perfection yet my mind had begun to linger to something different ... someone different. I had knocked on temptations door and it opened. I knew now I would have to shut it and lock it. I would have to make Carrington Simmons disappear.
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This Can Only Happen Once (BWWM)
Romanzi rosa / ChickLitThis the story of how Carrington Simmons ruined Aaron Andrews life. This is the story of how a perfectly good woman becomes consumed by what isn't hers and her desire to just give in once.