A Heart Not Easily Broken
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Chapter 37
“Mmm, that feels good, don’t stop.”
Javan’s large hand moved slowly, massaging my back. Even though we’d made love twice, the feel of his hands on my body ignited me like the first time. “So what do you think about June?”
His fingers froze. “For what?”
I rolled over on my back. He looked delicious. His thick dreads hung loose and masked his face. My eyes tracked to parted lips that waited for action, his deep penetrating gaze heavy with desire. I bit my lip as my thigh brushed over his arousal.
I glided my fingers over a handful of locks as he leaned down and kissed me deeply. I loved the way our lips locked together. They felt like heaven and sin as his kiss moved down and worked my chin, my throat, and my breasts.
“Oh, no,” I giggled. “You’re not avoiding this conversation. What do you think about a June wedding?”
Javan regarded me with eyes so filled with desire he looked confused at the topic at hand. His head both of them were focused on one thing.
His eyebrows creased. “Yasmine, that soon?”
“Javan, that’s nine months away. There’s so much to do. I’ve got to find a place for the wedding and reception. We’ve got to come up with a guest list. I’ve got to find a dress for the girls and for me. And we’ve got to find someplace to live. Both of us have roommates so moving in together is not an option. And, oh, God, we haven’t met each other’s parents yet.”
The expression on his face was comical. “I didn’t think about that.”
“Yeah, baby, it’s work to get married. But once we are, the benefits are…” I grinned wickedly. “Let me show you.” I pushed him on his back and straddled him.
“I like this part.” His voice went deep as he grabbed hold of my hips.
Our tongues were fighting their private war when heavy banging on the door startled us.
“Didn’t you put the ‘do not disturb’ sign on the door?” His annoyance mirrored my own.
“Yes.” My employees knew not to disturb me unless it was an emergency. Such as the hotel being on fire. “This better not be about the computers,” I mumbled and climbed off Javan to grab the guest robe from the bathroom.
Javan lay in bed smiling. His thick biceps were pronounced as he shifted his arms behind his head.
The banging continued.
“Go get ‘em, baby.” He chuckled.
I reached the door, twisted the lock, and yanked it open. “What the hell do you…Brian?” He had a murderous expression on his face. “What’s wrong? Is Ebony okay?” I pulled the lapels of my robe tightly across my chest.
“No, she isn’t.” His lips were drawn tight, his brows dropped low. “Where is he?”
I was really confused. Brian should have been with Ebony, but she didn’t seem to be around.
“Why do you─”
“Move.”
I stood firm. “No, not until you─” Brian shoved past me and headed for the bed where Javan lay.
“Your ass is mine,” he growled.