Bouquet of Rose's

All in the family

ShaMilla

"Shit. Shit. Shit." I cursed under my breath, as I stumbled out of the bed, hitting the floor with a hard thud. I waited there, holding my breath, and praying that I didn't wake her with my clumsiness.

I dared a look up towards the bed, and she was indeed awake. Already watching me lazily, with her body stretched out, relaxed. She looked sexy as hell, and the sheet barely covered her. "What are you doing on the floor?" Dorinda asked quietly.

I didn't respond right away, and cursed myself for being so tongue tied. She smiled softly, sitting up as she stared. "You trying to sneak out on me?" She giggled, letting the sheet slip free.

My eyes traveled her for the umpteenth time. I never got tired of her endless curves. I couldn't help myself, and she knew that. After our display in her office, I came right back to her home.

It was strange to think of it as her's and no longer mine, but I made my peace with it. "I fell." I mumbled and she nodded giving me a cute smirk. She climbed out of bed, and switched over to the door.

Dorinda opened it, looking back at me. "You don't have to sneak out." Stepping to the side. "I wasn't expecting anything. I just missed you." She told me climbing back in bed. She got under the sheet, turning over away from me.

I stood up, slipping my dress on quietly. I glanced her way, but she never looked up. I made my way towards the door pausing with my hand on the wall. "I missed you too." I spoke over my shoulder.

I left in a hurried fashion after that. Just ready to get out of there. I wasn't lying when I said I missed her. I wanted nothing more than to lay up with her all day. Dorinda seemed different now, and it gnawed at me knowing that I may have caused her change.

Thankfully I drove over here, and I climbed in my car. I pulled off heading home finally. I checked the time and it was 8:45am. Grateful as I was for my nightcap, I was eager to wash off the evidence.

Ironically I moved in LanierFalls. Just down the street from Rose and Jamir. I had to stay close to them. They seemed to be a magnet for trouble, especially when their together. I pulled up to my new home. Jogging up the steps barefooted, with my heels in my hand.

I unlocked the door and breathed in the homey scent of lavender. Though it was a two bedroom, and one story. The house was spacious, and I managed to decorate it somewhat to my tastes. I pushed through to my master bedroom. Damn near running to the shower. Seemed all my thinking happened there.

I got out after thirty minutes. Not wanting to prune up. I slip on my underwear and a sexy sheer black robe. Finding my most comfortable fuzzy slippers. I slid them on, knotting my hair atop my head.

I looked extremely comfortable, and any man's dream to wake up to. Too bad I had no time for that, otherwise I'd be right where I wanted to be, and that was diving off into Dorinda's palace.

I left my house after locking up. I swung my keys around my fingers, as I walked down the sidewalk of the suburban soundings. I could see why Rose loved it here. Felt fake as hell, like something out of a movie with happy endings. I knew how hard one had to work to achieve such bliss. It ain't easy and im still working.

But. Jamir deserved some peace of mind. I had to put all my focus on protecting his son. I quickened my steps, as their house came into view. I laughed to myself realizing how I must looked walking down the street like this.

Of course I didn't care, but it was humorous to me. ShaMilla taking a stroll through a neighborhood near you. I was still giggling as I walked to the back of the house. The side gate was unlocked, and I shook my head easing through. I saw Rose in the kitchen as I approached the glass wall. I knocked gently on the door and she looked up noticing me.