I can feel it. I just don't know what."
"How did you end up here?" Maya asked.
For the first time since he'd arrived, he truly smiled. "After that darkness, I needed something that brought light into my life." He looked around, realizing that it was getting dark. "Although I do apologize for not calling first."
Maya waved him off. "It's totally fine. I was just going to head home and figure out what to have for dinner." She hesitated for just a brief moment before she asked, "Would you like to join me?"
Xavier's smile widened even further. "That sounds great."
Maya stood and pulled her keys out of her bag. "You can follow me to my place."
A few minutes later she was in her car, glancing in her rear view mirror every few minutes to make sure Xavier was still behind her. At the same time she was trying to remember if her place was in good enough shape for guests. She wasn't a messy person, but some mornings when she was in a rush she wouldn't put away every thing and she would sometimes forget to make her bed.
Her bed.
Why was that the main thing she couldn't stop thinking about?
She blew out a breath.
Calm down , she told herself. It's just a little dinner.
She thought about the kiss after their last dinner together. And then she made a mental note to put fresh linen on the bed...just in case.
Chapter 8
Xavier pulled up next to Maya's car in a small driveway of a nice looking two story house. The yard was tiny, but it was lush and green, and there were several different bright colored flowers.
"This is me," she said, as he followed her up the walkway to the front door.
"Very nice."
"Thank you," Maya replied. He could hear the smile of pride in her voice. "I got lucky finding this place."
She unlocked the door and hit a switch, illuminating the living room area with light.
"I'm going to run and put this stuff away," Maya let him know. "Feel free to look around and make yourself at home. I have some wine in the fridge. I'm sure you could use a drink after the day you've had."
She didn't have to tell him twice. He nodded and made his way over to the kitchen.
The house was a decent size, although it seemed to be quite a bit of space for a single woman. Of course the same argument could be made for him and his house, which was easily twice the size of Maya's modest home. So he definitely wasn't one to judge. Some people just liked having a lot of space. Of course when he'd purchased his home, he'd had visions of marriage and children dancing in his head. After Darby had been caught cheating, he and Lena and gone through the house and gotten rid of everything. He loved the house too much to sell it, but everything inside had to go. Including his bed. There was no way he was sleeping in that ever again.
Xavier sighed, and put Darby out of his mind. She'd ruined his day enough already.
He opened the fridge and of course he found a bottle of Russell Oaks, but not much food. He pulled it out, and easily found two wine glasses in her see through cabinets.
By the time Maya returned to the kitchen, he was pouring them both a glass.
"Here you go," he said, handing her the glass.
"Thank you."
Xavier noticed that she'd changed out of her work clothes into a sexy hip hugging pair of jeans and oversized sweater. She was barefoot and her toes were painted in a sexy red polish.
When his gaze finally landed back on her face, he said, "Thank you . I just showed up at your job, kind of a mess and you were...wonderful."
Maya's smile always had a way of warming his heart.
"It was nothing Xavier," she said quietly, looking down into her wine glass.
He took her chin between his thumb and knuckle and lifted her face.
"You say that quite a bit," he observed. "But the things you do that are 'nothing' are everything . You are one of the most thoughtful, caring and beautiful women I've ever met."
He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. He felt her body melt against his, as her free hand slid around his neck. He
"How did you end up here?" Maya asked.
For the first time since he'd arrived, he truly smiled. "After that darkness, I needed something that brought light into my life." He looked around, realizing that it was getting dark. "Although I do apologize for not calling first."
Maya waved him off. "It's totally fine. I was just going to head home and figure out what to have for dinner." She hesitated for just a brief moment before she asked, "Would you like to join me?"
Xavier's smile widened even further. "That sounds great."
Maya stood and pulled her keys out of her bag. "You can follow me to my place."
A few minutes later she was in her car, glancing in her rear view mirror every few minutes to make sure Xavier was still behind her. At the same time she was trying to remember if her place was in good enough shape for guests. She wasn't a messy person, but some mornings when she was in a rush she wouldn't put away every thing and she would sometimes forget to make her bed.
Her bed.
Why was that the main thing she couldn't stop thinking about?
She blew out a breath.
Calm down , she told herself. It's just a little dinner.
She thought about the kiss after their last dinner together. And then she made a mental note to put fresh linen on the bed...just in case.
Chapter 8
Xavier pulled up next to Maya's car in a small driveway of a nice looking two story house. The yard was tiny, but it was lush and green, and there were several different bright colored flowers.
"This is me," she said, as he followed her up the walkway to the front door.
"Very nice."
"Thank you," Maya replied. He could hear the smile of pride in her voice. "I got lucky finding this place."
She unlocked the door and hit a switch, illuminating the living room area with light.
"I'm going to run and put this stuff away," Maya let him know. "Feel free to look around and make yourself at home. I have some wine in the fridge. I'm sure you could use a drink after the day you've had."
She didn't have to tell him twice. He nodded and made his way over to the kitchen.
The house was a decent size, although it seemed to be quite a bit of space for a single woman. Of course the same argument could be made for him and his house, which was easily twice the size of Maya's modest home. So he definitely wasn't one to judge. Some people just liked having a lot of space. Of course when he'd purchased his home, he'd had visions of marriage and children dancing in his head. After Darby had been caught cheating, he and Lena and gone through the house and gotten rid of everything. He loved the house too much to sell it, but everything inside had to go. Including his bed. There was no way he was sleeping in that ever again.
Xavier sighed, and put Darby out of his mind. She'd ruined his day enough already.
He opened the fridge and of course he found a bottle of Russell Oaks, but not much food. He pulled it out, and easily found two wine glasses in her see through cabinets.
By the time Maya returned to the kitchen, he was pouring them both a glass.
"Here you go," he said, handing her the glass.
"Thank you."
Xavier noticed that she'd changed out of her work clothes into a sexy hip hugging pair of jeans and oversized sweater. She was barefoot and her toes were painted in a sexy red polish.
When his gaze finally landed back on her face, he said, "Thank you . I just showed up at your job, kind of a mess and you were...wonderful."
Maya's smile always had a way of warming his heart.
"It was nothing Xavier," she said quietly, looking down into her wine glass.
He took her chin between his thumb and knuckle and lifted her face.
"You say that quite a bit," he observed. "But the things you do that are 'nothing' are everything . You are one of the most thoughtful, caring and beautiful women I've ever met."
He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. He felt her body melt against his, as her free hand slid around his neck. He
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