Chef's Like it Hot! (6 page)

Sariekiko wasn’t the type of woman that you could make love to, and not have feelings for.

He thought he felt something once from her, but he hadn’t wanted to look like a buster, and admit that he too had feelings; so he’d just kept it strictly sex.

He’d been asking himself for the last two months if he was in love with her, but everything in him continually denied it.

It just couldn’t be true!

Women like Sarie, you needed to bring it all, or nothing; because there was no in between, and he wasn’t sure if he was ready for that.

But as he caught sight of her just now, something struck him directly in the chest, and it was as if he couldn’t breathe.

He’d only felt that way one time in his life, and she was the reason he was a dick.

He frowned as he stood in front of her door for several more moments, then realized that he was indeed in love with Sariekiko!

“Fuck!” He hissed, drew his balls up, then knocked on her door.

She opened the door with a slight frown.

Before she could say anything, he drew her into him, and the kiss he laid on her caused her to moan against his lips.

When he drew back, they both stared at each other wide-eyed.

    “Fuck, I am in love with you!” He wailed, then stormed off to leave her standing in her doorway stunned.

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I watched Oliver walk off completely flabbergasted.

What the hell was that?

Ollie never acted like that!

I thought it was always just sex between us!

If I was confused before, now I felt like I was going crazy!

I swear I felt like swearing off men completely, unfortunately, I don’t do kitty.

I thought sighing, because the phone was ringing as I turned from the door closing it.

I looked at the caller
ID
, then frowned as I clicked it.

“Bitch.” I muttered, and she laughed.

“That is so not my fault!” She wailed, and I sighed as I walked into the bedroom, then the bathroom.

“I know, and I don’t blame him either.”

“Then why aren’t you answering his calls?” She cried and I chuckled.

“Cuz, I’m embarrassed for him and myself. I have no idea what to say to him Kenny.” I said as I took off the dress, slipped on some
boy shorts
and a tank.

“Okay, but he doesn’t know that, he thinks you’re pissed at him!”

“I am so not, I just feel awkward. Not to mention, Ollie just knocked on my door, gave me the most amazing kiss, then said he was in love with me! What the fuck is going on? Is there a full moon out tonight?” I cried as my doorbell rang, and I frowned. “Hold on, someone’s at the door.” I said and placed the phone to my chest and walked into the living room.

“No, what the fuck do you mean Ollie just said he was in love with you!” She bellowed, and I could still hear her, even though I put the phone to my chest.

As I opened the door, Colin was leaning against the door frame, a frown on his face.

“Can I ask why you didn’t answer your phone?” he asked, and I was surprised.

“Wow…um.” I stuttered, not knowing exactly what to say to him.

He must have left her on the porch to chase after me.

I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.

If it wasn’t a bad situation, I would be completely happy, but because of her I felt guilty!

And I suddenly wondered who she was referring to.

“Hey, can I call you later?”
I asked Kendra as I moved back from the door, and he stepped in.

“Yea, and shit, he must have been doing 90 on the freeway to catch yo ass if he got to your house that fast! I just spoke to him a while ago, and he was just leaving his house. Damn, you got that legendary, and you ain’t even put it on him yet!” Kendra laughed, and I wished so bad that she could see me giving her the finger.

“It’s in the air for you!”

“We are not through Sariekiko, I wanna know what the fuck happened between you and Ollie!” She cried, and I grimaced as I looked up at Colin.

“Fine, later.” I hissed, as I hung up to her laughter.

I poured myself a glass of
Sangria
, flipped on the
IPod
, then grabbed him a beer from the fridge.

“Here, you look like you need this.” I said extending the beer, he ran his fingers through his hair, then took the beer from my outstretched hand.

I sat down, then looked at him.             

“How much of that did you hear?” He asked sighing as he snapped the top off the beer, then brought it to his lips.

“Not much, but I gather she’s upset with you.”

“Yes, Tati and I tried, it just didn’t work.”

“Why, she’s beautiful.” I asked curling my legs under the throw, as I remember the woman.

She appeared to be biracial, because the pretty golden curls that cascaded down her back gave testament to it.

I suddenly realized how different we truly were.

She had to be at least 5’9, all legs, and very petite.

I was 5’5, with a Jlo ass, curves and too many boobs!

I was
brunette
, where she was blonde.

I was
darker skinned
, where she was fair.

I had
brown eyes
, where she had blue.

Wow, what a contrast!

“You so don’t have to explain to me, it was just a bit awkward; and I felt for you.” I said as I flicked my hair over my shoulder, took a sip from my wine glass; and realized that he was staring at me wide-eyed and open mouthed.

“What?” I asked with a slight frown, and he shook himself, gave me a slight smile, then cleared his throat.

“Nothing, I’m just sorry our dinner date was ruined.”

“Me too, but looks like you have some issues to solve.”

“No…I don’t.” he frowned, and I was surprised at his tone.

“Well, she seems to think so.” I retorted as I got up, but he seized my wrist and the next thing I knew I was in his lap; and he wrapped my legs around his waist.

“No…I…Do…nt.” he stressed.

As his lips took mine, he jerked my hips forward, and I cried out before I could stifle it.

“Damnit Colin!” I cried, and got up from his lap.

“What? Tell me you aren’t as attracted to me as I am you.” He cried back, and I closed my eyes sighing, forcing my traitorous heart to snap its ass back into place and stop fucking with me!

“That kinda doesn’t matter right now.”

“The fuck it doesn’t!” he said, and I looked at him surprised.

I frowned as the Weeknd’s
Loft Music
seeped into the room.

“You can’t seriously mean that.” I sighed as I went to the kitchen, but he followed me, hot on my heels.

“Yes I do. Tati and I were over ages ago, she just refuses to accept that. That is not my problem. We’ve been over and over this, and still she tries.”

“Wow, you sound like a dick right now.” I mumbled, and he gasped.

“Seriously Sariekiko, you’re pissed at me for not treating my
ex
girlfriend like an
ex
? What the
fuck
does that even mean?” He cried, and I grinned slightly.

I guess it wasn’t my place to judge him.

“I guess.” I said as I sipped my wine. “I just feel bad for her. I know what it feels like to love someone, who will never love you back, or is too blind to see it.” I muttered, and he looked at me then sharply.

“And you don’t think I do? You have no idea, believe me I know, and have lived it for many years. But it isn’t the same with Tati, I told her from the beginning. I never lied to her.” he muttered back, and I grabbed the wine bottle going back to the living room.

“Is that the woman she was referring to? The one you’re secretly in love with?” I asked, and he nodded.

“Yea, but I never lied to Tatianna, and she accepted it anyway; so I don’t see that as my fault.” he stated frowning, and I nodded.

“And the other woman? I was in love like that, but he ignored it.” I stated quietly, looking off from him.

“I was as well, and she did the same.” he returned frowning, and I was surprised, because it seemed like his anger was directed at me.

“So I assume you never told this ghost woman how you felt?” I asked frowning now myself.
Maybe that was why he never made a move on me; he was already in love with someone else!

I suddenly felt dumb!

All those times I was secretly panting after him, he was panting after someone else.

I sighed, then decided to let it go, that was years ago.

“What’s up with that playlist?” He grinned as he looked towards the
IPod
jack as Trey Songz
Mr. Steal Yo Gurl
,” sang into the room.

“What?” I asked laughing.

“I’m just saying.” he laughed, and I did too.

“That’s my
reading
playlist?” I said, and his eyebrow rose.

“
Reading
playlist?”

“Yea, here.” I said as I turned on the kindle, then handed it to him.

He began laughing as he looked at the titles, and I shoved him, which caused him to laugh even more.

“Which of these have you read?” He asked grinning.

I reached over and pointed to the top five.

“Humm,
Taming the Amazon
,
Demon Bewitched
,
Her Mad Hatter
,
Probed
and
Fifty Shades of BDSM?”
The last two caused his brow to rise, and I couldn’t quite fathom that grin.

“Yea, and?” I replied grinning now myself, and he laughed.

“I’m just a little curious about the last two.”

“Why, you still thinking I’m a 23 year old innocent?” I laughed, and his grin grew wider.

“No, I would never have guessed you would…well.”

“I would what? Like to be spanked?” I countered, and a look crossed his features that I couldn’t decipher.

“Do you?” He grinned wickedly, and I felt my face flame.

“Nunya.” I retorted getting up, because that sexy grin would have me putty in his hands in sheer seconds if I didn’t.

“Humm, I’ll have to remember that. So, since no date, how about movies. We could order in, and just hang?” he suggested, and I nodded.

“Fine, as long as it’s not pizza!” I groaned, because he used to be obsessed with pizza.

“I outgrew that stage.” he said laughing. “How bout Indian?”

“Oooh, totally, and can you get that baby corn that taste like Orange chicken?” I said, as I walked towards the kitchen and he nodded.

I put another bottle of
Sangria
in the freezer, and another sixer of beer for him.

When I turned, he was directly behind me, and my hands automatically went to his chest, as I looked up at him.

“30minutes.” He said softly, and I nodded unable to speak, as he took my hands in his.

He suddenly lifted me, I gasped, and my arms immediately went around his neck.

“I always loved your size.” he grinned, and I smacked him grinning back as he walked into the living room, then deposited me on the sofa.

“Let’s see what you have.” he declared as he immediately began searching my movie collection.

“Okay, a
Marvel
Night,
Romantic
, or
Horror
?” he asked, and I thought about that.

If we did a
chick flick
, then at every love scene we’d both feel completely awkward!

If we did
horror
, I’m a wimp, because the movies actually belong to Kendra; and I would nearly be sitting in his lap.

Bad idea as well.

I instantly settled on
Marvel
.

“I’m feeling some
Avengers
or
Cap II
.” I nodded, and he laughed and slid the
dvd
into the player.

When the food arrived 20 minutes later, I was starving as I took the plates from the cabinet.

“What do you want?” I called to the living room, and he instantly appeared in the kitchen.

“It’s cool, I got it.” he said grinning, and I handed him the large spoon.

“Can you bring the wine?” I called over my shoulder, and saw him nod.

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