better job opportunities. That was when the beatings began, and no matter how much Kim had tried, she could not convince her mother to leave him and return home to her family.
The sound of the phone ringing ended any hope of further sleep. Opening her eyes, she leaned up and reached for her cell phone, not recognizing the caller and hoping it was a wrong number. “Hello.”
“I’m sitting here at my desk and remembering an incredible weekend.”
She smiled, recognizing the deep, husky voice immediately. There was no need to ask how he got her number since she had given it to him before they’d departed the hotel. She’d figured he would look her up the next time he was in the Keys visiting Terrence. She didn’t have a problem with him doing that. She had enjoyed his company and his bedroom manners had been perfect.
Kim was also smart enough to know that when a man called to compliment you on how much he enjoyed his time with you, he was probably about to hit you up again for a repeat.
“Can you believe I’m doing the same thing,” she said, not feeling the least awkward in admitting it.
“Glad to hear it. And I was wondering…”
A smile of anticipation touched her lips. “Wondering what, Duan?”
“I promised Terrence I’d check on things at his place while he was gone this week. Seems he and Sherri ordered a new bedroom suite and it’s to arrive on Friday. I told him I’d be glad to fly to the Keys to make sure it’s delivered okay.”
A soft chuckle escaped Kim’s lips. The new bedroom suite had been Sherri’s idea. Her best friend preferred not seeing all those notches on Terrence’s bedpost.
“And I was wondering if I could see you again while I’m in town,” Duan was saying.
Kim pulled herself up in bed, propped her back against the pillow. There was nothing wrong with enjoying herself as long as she knew what side of the bread was getting buttered. And the one thing she did know was that any affair with Duan would be a safe one since he wasn’t any more interested in a serious relationship than she was.
Personally, she didn’t have the time or inclination for anything serious. Like she’d told Duan, she couldn’t fully trust a man because of her dad. And now she had been given the opportunity to pursue the dream that had gotten waylaid for a number of years. She was back on track and there was no man alive who would get her off. Besides, she’d made a decision not to get involved in a long-distance relationship ever again.
And she knew he wasn’t interested in anything serious because he’d pretty much made that clear during the cab ride to the airport. He’d stated that he could never fully trust a woman because of his mother.
“I’d love to see you again.” And because she knew exactly what this call was about, she added, “To spend time between the sheets with you.”
There was no need to be coy, and when it came to sex she had no qualms about taking the driver’s seat if she had to, especially if it meant getting where she wanted to go.
There was a slight pause on the line and then he asked, “I love the way you think, Kimani Cannon. How does your schedule look this weekend? Terrence left me the use of his boat and I was thinking about taking it out on Saturday to get in some fishing. Would you like to come along?”
She knew Terrence owned a real forty-foot luxury miniyacht. “Sounds great and I’d love to,” she said, thinking of all the possibilities. According to Sherri, Terrence’s yacht had a cabin with a comfy bed. Kim doubted they would be doing much fishing, which was fine since she’d never made love on a boat before.
“Wonderful. I’ll pick you up at your place Saturday morning around eight. What’s the address?”
She rattled it off to him and then they ended the call.
There was no denying it. She was definitely looking forward to this weekend.
D UAN CLICKED OFF the phone and eased back in his chair. He was helpless against the rapid
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