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Author: Shadress Denise
using her to do his homework or what does he want with her big self?"
I never really understood either side to be honest.
She wasn't ugly at all, just a bit on the heavy side. I figured most of the comments were due to that. Despite the fact she was plus size, she had a curvy shape and dressed very well. Unfortunately, people couldn't see past the fact she was plus size and was with him nonetheless. He has always been rumored to be with slim, pretty chicks. Normally, anytime you would see Byron he would have a future supermodel type on his arm. Imagine the shock when he showed up with Valentine. Word spread like wildfire throughout the campus they were together and plenty of jaws dropped to the floor.
After the initial shell-shock effect, there seemed to be one rumor after another with who he was sleeping with. I wasn't surprised at all. He was fine as hell and those skinny chicks were mad as hell. Everybody wanted him. He had quite the reputation. Even then everybody knew he could lick those lips while giving you one look. The next thing you knew you were politely lifting up your skirt, pulling down your panties and handing them and your self-respect to him.
Willpower never stood a chance when it came to Byron McDaniels.
Byron was extremely smart which is why I knew he wasn't using her to do his homework. He was 6'3" and had the perfect football build. Even with a loose fitting shirt, you could see the definition in his arms, back and abs. His skin was smooth and the color of dark chocolate. He had dreads then and even now he still makes me weak when he lets them down.
His eyes are a piercing jet black and his goatee outlines his perfectly shaped lips. I honestly couldn't tell you if it was the way he looked at them that made them weak in the knees. Or if it was the way his lips curved into the infamous panty-dropping smile after he licked them.
Either way, the man was a walking sin.
He knew it.
She knew it.
So the games began.
2
The pilot came on over the loudspeakers. The announcement stated we would be landing in 30 minutes and everyone needed to find themselves back to their seats. He opened his eyes and caught me staring at him. He smiled and squeezed my hands.
"What's up baby?"
"Nothing just got lost in thought, that's all."
"What were you thinking about?"
He leaned over and kissed me softly on my lips. God, I loved this man. He always wanted to know what I was thinking or how I was feeling.
"You of course," I answered smiling.
"What about me?"
"Just how much you make me happy."
He caressed my cheek.
"You make me happy too baby. I love you so much. I can't believe we waited this long to be together. I have always had a crush on you. I realize now it was definitely fate that lead us to bump each other at the conference. I knew then I was never letting you go again."
He was right. I was close to backing out of the trip at the last minute. So much had been going on prior to it, so it was definitely fate we were both there.
Everything about that weekend was magical. We had somehow ended up at the same conference three years ago in Miami. We hung out, had some dinner and reminisced about old times. We laughed so much it was like we had gone back in time.
Only hanging out this time was different.
He was different.
And so was the way he looked at me.
When the trip was over, we managed to exchange numbers and promised to keep in touch. Six months passed and we hadn't exchanged so much as a hello. In between that time, my company had downsized and I was then looking for a new job. I just happened to be on LinkedIn one day when I saw he had sent me an invitation to connect. I accepted and we managed to start talking all over again. He told me he had misplaced my number and had been trying to locate me since then. I saw
I never really understood either side to be honest.
She wasn't ugly at all, just a bit on the heavy side. I figured most of the comments were due to that. Despite the fact she was plus size, she had a curvy shape and dressed very well. Unfortunately, people couldn't see past the fact she was plus size and was with him nonetheless. He has always been rumored to be with slim, pretty chicks. Normally, anytime you would see Byron he would have a future supermodel type on his arm. Imagine the shock when he showed up with Valentine. Word spread like wildfire throughout the campus they were together and plenty of jaws dropped to the floor.
After the initial shell-shock effect, there seemed to be one rumor after another with who he was sleeping with. I wasn't surprised at all. He was fine as hell and those skinny chicks were mad as hell. Everybody wanted him. He had quite the reputation. Even then everybody knew he could lick those lips while giving you one look. The next thing you knew you were politely lifting up your skirt, pulling down your panties and handing them and your self-respect to him.
Willpower never stood a chance when it came to Byron McDaniels.
Byron was extremely smart which is why I knew he wasn't using her to do his homework. He was 6'3" and had the perfect football build. Even with a loose fitting shirt, you could see the definition in his arms, back and abs. His skin was smooth and the color of dark chocolate. He had dreads then and even now he still makes me weak when he lets them down.
His eyes are a piercing jet black and his goatee outlines his perfectly shaped lips. I honestly couldn't tell you if it was the way he looked at them that made them weak in the knees. Or if it was the way his lips curved into the infamous panty-dropping smile after he licked them.
Either way, the man was a walking sin.
He knew it.
She knew it.
So the games began.
2
The pilot came on over the loudspeakers. The announcement stated we would be landing in 30 minutes and everyone needed to find themselves back to their seats. He opened his eyes and caught me staring at him. He smiled and squeezed my hands.
"What's up baby?"
"Nothing just got lost in thought, that's all."
"What were you thinking about?"
He leaned over and kissed me softly on my lips. God, I loved this man. He always wanted to know what I was thinking or how I was feeling.
"You of course," I answered smiling.
"What about me?"
"Just how much you make me happy."
He caressed my cheek.
"You make me happy too baby. I love you so much. I can't believe we waited this long to be together. I have always had a crush on you. I realize now it was definitely fate that lead us to bump each other at the conference. I knew then I was never letting you go again."
He was right. I was close to backing out of the trip at the last minute. So much had been going on prior to it, so it was definitely fate we were both there.
Everything about that weekend was magical. We had somehow ended up at the same conference three years ago in Miami. We hung out, had some dinner and reminisced about old times. We laughed so much it was like we had gone back in time.
Only hanging out this time was different.
He was different.
And so was the way he looked at me.
When the trip was over, we managed to exchange numbers and promised to keep in touch. Six months passed and we hadn't exchanged so much as a hello. In between that time, my company had downsized and I was then looking for a new job. I just happened to be on LinkedIn one day when I saw he had sent me an invitation to connect. I accepted and we managed to start talking all over again. He told me he had misplaced my number and had been trying to locate me since then. I saw
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