NOT TODAY ALPHA!

Daisy-Ann Porter

This gorgeous man named Mr. Boyd had stated we would be staying at his house. I was skeptical of this information. Why would the owner of the hotel take such an interest in two visiting females from another state and offer his own home where he lays his head at night!? Suspicious I say, and it doesn't help that when I held his hand I felt this enormous surge of sparkes or a big shock wave run through my body! I am attracted to this fine specimen and I have only met him for a total of 5 minutes. "Are you sure about this Mr. Boyd! We don't want to impose on you and your family at home!" I say with a hint of wanting to know if he lives at home and has a girlfriend or wife yet. "It will be my pleasure Ms.......?" He said in his deep husky voice then I realize I haven't given him my name yet. 

"OH, I'm sorry, my name is Daisy, Daisy-Ann Porter and this is my friend and roommate Juliet Moorison." I say while introducing us and realizing that I haven't talked to Juliet since we got out of the car. I'm actually surprised she hasn't said anything herself. She's usually the one to speak up on situations like this. I look at her to see she's actually in a daze and was looking quite perplexed. "Juliet......Juliet!?" I snap my fingers in her face to get her focus and it works, she looks at me confused then realize she was out of it. "Oh, sorry D what were we talking about...wair what happened here!?" I couldn't understand her, wasn't she here with me this whole time when I met the owner? "Where have you been!?" I laugh not expecting her to actually answer that question. "Honestly I got separated from you and bumped into this guy, it was actually weird but anywho I made it back to you in on piece, so what going on?" she said while crossing her arms over her chest. 

"I'm sorry Ms. Moorison, it seems while we were doing renovations on a part of the hotel that your rooms were on, the kitchen in that sections of the hotel had a gas leak, I'm going to investigate the cause of the gas leak, but in the meantime to accommodate your stay here in California I will have you and your friend staying with me at my house." Mr. Boyd said to Juliet and I could see her bottom jaw touch the floor! "Mr. Boyd, if you don't mind me asking, how is your house built. Is it almost like a hotel or more like a modern story house with a few bedrooms and bathrooms?" I ask because I'm not really a people person unless I have to be like for work. "My house is actually pretty big, it huge actually I house my big family in that house and yes we still have rooms available. When we get there I will take you on a tour so you don't get lost, now just to inform you this will be an hour drive from here to my house so if you want to go out and shopping you'd have to borrow a car of mine." Mr. Boyd said that as if we are long lost friends and he trusts me with his personal items, I was shocked. 

Juliet by this time picked her jaw up off the ground and straightened her self out. She looked at me excitedly and I already knew what that meant, In fact, I'm sure she had just noticed this dashing young man standing in front of here. He wore a pair of black ironed slacks with black dress shoes, a white button-up shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbow, this shirt honestly looked too tight for him. His well-toned 8 6 pack abs were pretty much on display under the shirt because he chose not to wear a t-shirt under the dress shirt, his deep green eyes, chiseled chin, and slim goatee mad this name looks like a greek god. Let's not forget how tall he is, he had to be at least 6'2/6'5 I'm not sure being that I'm 5'3 so, me being short don't help. He had this aura around him that screamed dominance and possessiveness and I was all for it, I could already picture a hot steamy night, laying under him while we make out from a slow simple kiss to a very lustful and hungry kiss, his hand roaming all over my body and his kisses igniting a flame whenever we kissed or the shocks that shot through my body where ever he touched me. 

I was so deep into my fantasy about Mr. Boyd I hadn't noticed we were already walking to the garage of the hotel and towards his car. Juliet had to shove me to sit in the front seat with Mr. Boyd driving. I mentally slapped myself in the head for getting ahead of myself. I couldn't be with him for many reasons....or should I say excuses, one being I'm fat or overweight, I'm black and I leave in less than 6 days. If anything happens between us id have to be a miracle or with the help of juliet. I won't tell her that I fantasized about the owner of the hotel as were made our way to his car I know she'd hold it over my head till even after the vacation. That is something I just don't want to get through!