Losing You ✔️

17. Losing You

Lorie had no idea what had been going on with Shameik the past months but he hadn't been himself. She knew the sneaking around was getting to him but she hadn't stopped loving him and from what she knew he still felt the same about her.

After a string of nights by herself he had finally asked her to come over for dinner, she hadn't been able to hide her joy. It had been a while since she dressed for him and she had dragged Moneice with her to Victoria Secret to pick something out.

"What about this?" She held a see-through nighty up for Moneice to inspect.

"Too innocent. Buy a lace body, in black." Moneice gestured toward the sexier lingerie and Lorie walked over to have a look.

An outfit like this would certainly keep his mind off worries and back on to her, which she had selfishly missed. She wasn't even shy as she snapped a picture of herself, while in the dressing room, and sending it to Shameik. She wanted him to long for her, to ravish her when she walked through the door this evening. They needed some good alone time after the few days of abstinence they'd been having.

It wasn't on Lorie's accord, that was sure. She had wondered why Shameik had come up with excuses when she asked to sleep over. He had spared her a few half-ass phone calls during the week but none of the ones she liked.

"That's the one. Hurry up and get it, our lunch break is almost over."

"You head back, I'll see you at the office. I just need to pick up one more thing."

All she needed now was to make an order for Shameik's favorite chocolate cake and she was ready to see him tonight. Lorie wanted to make him regret for putting her on hold and from the looks of it she was on the right track.

Lorie knew she was too over the top when she checked her outfit, under her coat, once more. She was wearing the laced body she bought today and holding the cake firm in her hands. He was taking an awfully long time to open the door today.

"Sorry, baby, I was cleaning up." He looked stressed, still in his suit from work, when he greeted her.

Lorie didn't care about what he had done before, surely he wouldn't be thinking about that either in a few minutes.

"I brought you your favorite cake, as well as myself." She stepped out of her coat after displaying the cake in front of him.

Shameik grinned when he realized it was the outfit from the picture, he walked over and kissed her. This time he didn't hold back and let his tongue play with her for a few seconds.

"You look even better in person, have a seat and I'll pour us some wine."

She finally felt like they were back on track again. Even if it was difficult for them both she wouldn't want to lose him either. Lorie wanted to come clean to Jamal and tell him that she loved Shameik, but Shameik didn't want her to and she had to respect that. Lorie wondered how long he was going to torture himself with this lie, one day they would be forced to come clean.

"Let's skip the wine. The way you're dressed I can't focus unless I get you out of that outfit." Shameik pulled her close and let his hands play with her back.

Lorie let herself get swept up by Shameik and carried to his bedroom. He was an easy read and it had worked perfectly for her, she reminded herself to thank Moniece tomorrow morning.

Shameik woke up around 11 pm. He was groggy but somehow felt wide awake anyway. The guilt over what he had done started to awake every bone in his body and he quietly heaved himself out of bed. He had taken the job in Miami. Not only had he done that he had gotten out of his lease, on the apartment, and put in his notice - that was two weeks ago.