To Be Continued...

You can barely focus at work during your shift. All you can think about is Phil's face when you told him about the false alarm. He smiled but you could see the disappointment hidden behind his eyes. Bruno, however, was MORE than relieved. "Nicole to the nurses station. Nicole to the nurses station", you hear overhead bringing you back to reality. You check your pockets for the bottle of novolog as you walk. You assume you forgot to put it back in the fridge…AGAIN…and the next nurse is looking for it. As you approach the nurses station, you are shocked to see Philip standing there. He smiles wide as you get closer. You've been cleaning patients and helping with bedside PICC line insertions so you look A MESS. You try to quickly run your hands through your hair - hoping you look half decent. "Hey...", you start to say. Phil grabs you by your waist with his right arm and kisses you passionately as he pulls you even closer to him. The other nurses clap and begin catcalling. Your checks are stinging from embarrassment. You step back a little blushing and whisper, “Philip!". He ignores you and hands you a bouquet of stargazer lilies mixed with pink roses in full bloom. "I can't stop thinking about you Baby Girl". You are pretty sure your entire face is beet red at this point as every nurse at the station starts to sing, "Awe", in unison. You take Phil's hand and lead him to the break room. As soon as the door closes, Phil steps close to you. Placing his arms around your hips he kisses you deeply. You can't help but surrender to him. His arms are so strong and comforting. After coming up for air, he strokes your hair softly and gazes lovingly into your eyes. His beautiful browns are melting your heart. That perfect smile reveals those dimples that makes your love quiver. You step back and look down. "Phil, what are you doing here?". He smiles and places his arms back around your waist. "Told you. I miss you".  "But I'm working. You could've called or something." He smirks, "Nah, you're always with…”, he stops and sighs deeply. “Look, I know you two think you have something Nikki but I KNOW you still love me." You look away trying to hide the truth. "Tell me it's not true Nikki. Tell me you don't love me and I'll leave outta here right now and leave you alone". You glance up at him silently. The door opens and Rachel peeks her head in, "Sorry to interrupt but Ms. Spencer is desating and throwing PVCs. Ima go check on her for you ok?". You roll your eyes, "Damn it!! Ok, thanks. I'll page the attending. She did the same thing this morning". Rachel hurries out and you look at Phil. "Phil...", you start but he cuts you off. "That sounds pretty serious. I don't wanna hold you up." "Thanks Phil. I'll talk to you later,” you blurt as you start to hurry out of the room. You think for a quick second and pause. Smiling you turn back to the handsome piece of perfection behind you. “Thank you for my beautiful flowers Philip", you say turning back around then hurrying toward the door. He quickly grabs your left hand and pulls you close. He kisses you so deeply your knees buckle. "To be continued", he smiles letting you go and walking out the door. Your legs are still shaking as you hear, "Rapid response telemetry 640. Rapid response telemetry 640. Rapid response telemetry 640." 

You step outta the shower with a smile still painted on your face thinking about Phil. He completely made your day. You dry off and throw on a comfy top and shorts. It was a rough day and all you wanna do is sit down and relax. As soon as your butt hits the couch your text alarms. It's Jamareo. 'Hey Nikki! Just ckn on U. How R U?' You smile. Jam is like a very sweet little brother. You can't help but love him. 'Hey Jam! Im good. Long day @ work. Tired. How R U?' 'Oh geez sorry Nik. Im great! Was hopin we culd catch up soon.' 'Sure Jam! Im off 2mar. Y dont U come ova 4 lunch? U can C my place!' 'Cool!! 1pm ok?' You agree and text him your address. 'C u @ 1!' You sit your phone down, grab a pillow and curl up to watch some TV. You are just about to doze off when when you hear a knock at the door. At first, you think you’re dreaming so you sit up and listen before you move. Before long, you hear it again. Bruno has a key so you wonder who the hell is knocking at your door at 9:43 pm. You get up, slightly irritated that your rest was disturbed, and walk to the door. You check the peephole, it’s Phil. You sigh deeply but at the same time your heart skips a beat. Your mind is screaming, ‘Don’t open the door’, but your heart and body are already turning the doorknob. You open the door and Phil is standing in front of you looking simply handsome. You are momentarily mesmerized. His jeans fit him perfectly, hugging his thighs. Your eyes move up to his mint green Polo shirt. The sleeves are clinging tightly to his biceps which flex as he shifts his weight and places his hands in his pockets. You notice he’s wearing your favorite Yo MTV Raps fitted and moisture immediately floods your panties. “Hey”, you manage to whisper. “Hey Baby Girl”, he smiles revealing his perfect dimples. ‘My God!’, you think to yourself, as you continue to gawk at him in the doorway. “Can I come in?” “Uh…sure”, you answer stepping to the side. His right arm brushes your breasts as he passes you causing your panties to stick to you. “Your place looks great Nikki!”, he complements. You are watching his ass as he walks around your place and barely hear him. “Huh? Oh…thanks. Bruno helped me a lot…”, you stop abruptly and look nervously away. Phil senses the awkwardness. He walks over to you and holds both of your hands in his. “Well, it looks great!”, he smiles. You snap outta the haze that is inhibiting your hospitality. “Please excuse my rudeness Phil. Can I offer you something to drink or eat?”. “Hmmmm,” he thinks. “You have any wine? I’m dying for a nice glass of red”. You smile already knowing what he has on his mind. “Sure! I have a few bottles of red. What would you like?”. He smiles and pulls you close to him. He kisses you softly on the lips and whispers, “How about we just pick up where we left off this morning?”. Your respirations increase as you feel the heat and sexual tension immediately fill the narrow space between you. You can feel your love jumping as his python doubles in size. You step back, look down shyly and push the hair behind your ears. “Uh…I gotta…ahem”, you are trying to get it together but you can’t. Phil smiles and places his hands on your shoulders. You look up as he slides his hands down to your side, then your waist and hips. “Baby Girl, I love you. I didn’t realize just how much until I thought your were pregnant”. You make a feeble attempt to push him away. It doesn’t work; he just holds you tighter. “I knew it was probably Bruno’s baby but didn’t care because…I love you”. Your eyes are just as moist as your love right now. Caressing your head, Phil kisses you like it’s the first time. You melt in his arms. Looking into your eyes he says again, “Look me in my eyes and tell me you don’t love me and I swear I’ll leave you and Bruno alone forever”. A chill runs through your body. You don’t speak because you know the truth. You close your eyes and swallow HARD. “Nikki, I know you still love me - it’s written all over your face when you look at me”. You break his embrace. You take a deep breath and clear your throat. “I have a red zin that I think you’ll like. It’s delicious. Kinda robust with a hint of raspberry and cherry…”, you ramble as you walk toward the kitchen. “You wanna glass?”. Phil chuckles and grabs your left hand. Pulling you close to him sideways, he whispers in your left ear, “I’d much rather have you”. His right hand caresses your ass as his left strokes the front of your thigh. Your entire body trembles VERY noticeably. ‘SHIT!’, you think to yourself. Phil kisses the left side of your neck and you lose your mind. ‘FUCK IT’, you think to yourself as you decide to give in to temptation. You turn to him and smile. Placing your arms around his neck you kiss those perfectly soft lips. Lifting you onto his waist he holds you as he walks toward the couch. Carefully, he lays you down. Phil begins kissing your neck as he slides his hands under your tank top and lightly squeezes your breasts. You wrap your legs around him and nibble his left earlobe. He moans and you smile. Just as he begins to unzip his pants, you hear a key in the door. You gasp and push Phil off of you. Phil hears it too but doesn’t seem to give a fuck. You jump up off the couch and head toward the kitchen just as Bruno walks through the door. You greet him, praying that you don’t sound outta breath and that your voice doesn’t tremble. “Hey B!”. He walks in and smiles as he sees you, “Hey beautiful…”, he starts but stops as soon as he notices Philip sitting on the couch. “Uh…hey man. What’s up?”, Bruno wonders looking suspicious. Phil just smiles, “Hey bruah!”. “What uh…what brings you by?”, Bruno asks. “Oh, I just stopped by to see Nikki”, Phil says smiling at you. Bruno’s eyes grow wide as he shifts his gaze from Phil to you. You ignore his accusatory look and continue pouring Phil’s glass of red zinfandel. “You want a glass bae?”, you ask Bruno without looking up. You are terrified that your eyes will convict you. Bruno ignores your offer and heads over to the couch. “So, came to see Nikki huh?”, he asks Phil as he sits on the arm of the couch. Phil smirks, “Yes…I came to see her. Is that a crime?”. You are shaking but manage to give Phil his glass without spilling it. Bruno smiles, “Nah”. He forces a chuckle as he gets up. Kissing you, he gives Phil the side-eye. “Thought we’d lay in the bed and watch some movies tonight Baby”, he says wrapping his arms around you and kissing your forehead. You smile and nod as you look down. Phil takes a sip of the red zin and says, “Wow! This is pretty good!”. Smiling, he continues, “It reminds me of you Nikki”. You dare not ask but Bruno decides he wants to know, “Oh really? How exactly?”. Smirking Phil stands and says, “Well…it’s full bodied, kinda sweet and has a kick!”. You can’t help but smile as he winks at you. Phil’s boldness is TURNING YOU ON! Bruno stares at Phil - he’s not amused. Phil reads the worried look on your face. Finishing the glass in one gulp, he says, “Well, I think I’ma head on out and leave you two love birds alone”. Bruno doesn’t move a muscle but follows Phil’s every movement with his eyes. You walk Phil to the door. “Thanks for stopping by Philip”, you say trying to sound as platonic as possible. Smiling, he hugs you and whispers in your right ear, “To be continued…”. Planting a quick kiss on your right cheek, he turns and leaves. You close the door, turn around and run right into Bruno. You smile, look down and walk away quickly. Bruno grabs your right arm. You reluctantly stop and turn around. “So…you wanna tell me what THAT was about?”, he asks wide-eyed. You really don’t. “What do you mean? He just stopped by to say ‘Hey!’. That’s it”. You pull your arm free from his grip. “And you expect me to believe that?”. You continue walking into the kitchen. You pour yourself a glass of red zin to steady your nerves. That shit was too close for comfort. “Bruno stop being so jealous. It’s not an attractive character trait”. He walks into the kitchen and stares you down. You take a sip from your glass and place it on the counter. “What?!”, you ask coyly as you stroke the back of his head. He’s rocking his whomp and his hair feels so smooth. Bruno averts his eyes and doesn’t reciprocate your affection. “What’s wrong Baby?”, you whisper as you lean in for a kiss but he steps back. Bruno breaks your embrace and walks toward the door. “I think I’ma go. I suddenly feel really tired”. You know he’s just pissed off and to be honest you don’t feel like arguing. “Fine”, you say uncaring. Phil is still on your mind. Bruno stares at you while holding the door open. It’s like he wants you to say something but you don’t. Finally he huffs and walks out slamming the door behind him. You pour another glass of red zinfandel and head back to the couch. Turning the TV back on you hold yourself and smile as you remember how good it felt to be back in Philip’s arms.

The next afternoon, you are preparing lunch for Jam when you get a text from Phil. ‘Baby Girl thinkin bout U. U free 4 lunch?’ You smile and text back, ‘Sorry. Jam’s comin ova 4 lunch’. ‘K. How abt dinner?’. You smile. Phil is relentless lately. You don’t respond. Just as you get another text from Phil, the doorbell rings. It’s Jamareo. “Hey Jam!”, you exclaim as you open the door. “Hey Nik!”, he responds giving you a bear hug. “Come on in. Please, make yourself at home”. “Thanks!”, he says walking in and looking around. “Wow! Nikki, I like how you put the place together. It looks really nice!”. You smile, “Thanks”. “Hope you’re hungry”, you say as you gather lunch and head out to the balcony. It’s too beautiful a day to be inside. After some small talk and lots of catching up, the conversation falls silent. You have a mouth full of food when Jam catches you off guard with, “So, when are you and Phil getting back together?”. You damn near choke on your sandwich. “Wha…what?!”, you reply clearing your throat and sipping on your water. Jam sits back, crosses his arms and smirks. He doesn’t say a word, he’s just waiting for the bullshit answer you have yet to formulate. “What do you mean? Bruno and I are together. Have been for months now”. He maintains his pose but tilts his head to the other side. You nibble a chip nervously. “Don’t look at me like that! Did Phil put you up to this?”. Finally, he relaxes his arms and speaks. “Nikki, look we all know why you’re with Bruno. But…I mean is it worth losing the man you love?”. Your eyes grow wide. Jamareo continues, “Nikki, Phil loves you. I mean REALLY loves you. And I know you love him. If you didn’t you wouldn’t have left your husband”. Damn, Jam over here spitting truth into your situation and you are completely caught off guard. You aren’t ready for this. “Jam…look it’s…I mean…I love…ugh! J, it’s just…complicated”. “You love Phil and he loves the hell outta you. What’s complicated about that?” You are wide eyed and dumbfounded. ‘Well damn’, you think as you sit back in your chair and fall silent.

Your lunch convo with Jam has your head spinning. Phil has your mind in a blurr. You pick up your phone and text him. ‘Hey handsome! Wat U up 2?’ Your phone rings immediately, it’s Phil. Before you can even say hello he says, “I need you”. His voice is deep, sensual and oh so masculine. You feel wetness run down your thigh. You sigh a little. “Baby Girl can I have you tonight?” Your entire body is screaming, ‘YESSSSSS!!!!’, but your better judgement applies a filter. “How about we get a bite to eat?” You can hear him smiling over the phone. “Ok, ok. I’ll be patient. Good things come to those who wait”. Your entire body is trembling just from the sound of his voice. “Oceanaire in a half?”, he says in nearly a whisper. Your body is tingling all over. You nod in agreement. Realizing he can’t see you, you whisper back, “Yes”. “I’ll pick you up”, he offers. You know that’s a set up. “No, I’ll meet you”, you refute. “Too late, I’m on my way. See you soon”. You end the call and just sit for a moment. You are so aroused you don’t realize that you have been fingering your clit while talking to Phil on the phone. You close your eyes and remember just how soft his lips felt last night as you continue to rub your sensuality.  “Mmmmmmm”, you moan. It’s been a while since you masterbated but you quickly remember just how good it feels to pleasure yourself. You can feel the embers spark in your love as you lick your lips. You swear you can still taste Phil’s lips on yours. Your fingers move faster and faster as you imagine his hands groping your ass and breasts. The embers quickly ignite into a fire and you start to shiver. “Mmmmmmm”, you moan again just as you hear a knock at the door. Startled, you sit up and compose yourself. ‘To be continued’, you think to yourself with a smile. Walking to the door you already know who it is. Without looking through the peephole, you open the door. Phil is looking like sex in a fitted white Polo and khakis. You must look horny as hell (well..you are horny as hell) because Phil licks his lips and steps into you. Caressing your face, he kisses you very softly, barely touching your lips. His hardness is pressed against your clit. The pressure of that python on your clit and the sensuousness of that kiss releases your intercepted orgasm. Your body bucks in his arms. He kisses your neck and strokes your hair. “Started without me huh?”. You blush, totally embarrassed. “I…I uh…I”, you have no idea how to respond. You let go and stand up. “Uh, why don’t you have a seat while I take a quick shower and get dressed”. Phil smiles, never taking his eyes off of you. “Make yourself at home. I’ll be out in a bit”. You hurry to your room; making sure you lock the door. You finish your shower and throw on one of your go-to summer dresses. You fix your curls up into a cute ponytail with a few loose hairs and apply some lip gloss. You smile with satisfaction at your reflection. You take a deep breath and open your bedroom door. Phil is leaning against the door frame. You jump, “Philip, you scared me!”. He strokes your cheek then places his arms around you, “Sorry, I just couldn’t wait any longer”. ‘Awe damn!’, you think to yourself. ‘I just put these panties on!’. Phil is holding you tight and staring straight into your eyes. “You look beautiful Baby Girl. You ready?”, he asks. Your love quivers in response. “For wha…I mean yes”, you roll your eyes at your slip of the tongue. He smiles. Holding you closer, he kisses you softly. “You know, we could stay right here and uh…”, he goes in for another kiss but you slip away. You head toward the door. Looking back at Phil you ask, “You coming?”. You smile knowing exactly what he’s thinking. Without saying a word, Phil smiles and walks up to you. He strokes your hair and kisses your forehead. “To be continued”, he whispers in your ear as he walks to the door and holds it open for you.  

The sexual tension at dinner is so thick conversation is nearly nonexistent. You sip your wine and smile at him as his intense stare never leaves your eyes. Phil licks his lips and you blush and look away. You place your wine glass down on the table and Phil immediately picks up your right hand. You shyly look in his direction as he brings your hand to his lips and kisses it softly. You look down and slide your hand away. Trying to distract yourself from the moisture soaking your panties, you push your lobster around your plate. Neither of you have eaten much as you play this sensual lovers game. A familiar melody gets your attention as it plays softly in the background. You smile to yourself and start to hum. Phil catches the melody immediately and chuckles. “Dance with me”, he urges extending his hand. You laugh, “Philip, you can’t dance in here. It’s not THAT kinda restaurant”. Ignoring you he stands and extends his hand as he requests again, “Dance with me”. You place your hand in his and stand slowly. Phil caresses your hand and holds it close to his heart as his other arm draws you close. Holding you tight, you both sway to the soft beat in the background. A few people are staring as you dance. You can’t help but smile as he sings in harmony with Justin, “Cause I don't wanna lose you now, I’m lookin' right at the other half of me. The vacancy that sat in my heart is a space that now you hold”. You blush and look down. Kissing your forehead he continues, “Show me how to fight for now and I'll tell you, baby, it was easy comin' back here to you once I figured it out, You were right here all along”. You look into his eyes and sing back to him, “It's like you're my mirror, my mirror staring back at me…”. Before you can continue, he caresses your head and kisses you ever so softly. You open your eyes and stare into those beautiful browns staring right back at you. Phil smiles and whispers, “I love you”. Those three words instantly send you back in time to the first day you met Phil, your first kiss, the first time you had sex, the first time you made love and first time he told you he loved you. Tears come to your eyes and you smile. You feel someone behind you. “Ahem…sorry to interrupt but can I refill your glasses?”, the waiter asks politely. You nod as you sit back down. Your mind is running wild with thoughts and emotions. You are so consumed with your thoughts you don’t realize Phil has both of your hands in his. “Nikki?”, he says. You snap back to reality, “Yes?”. Smiling he continues, “Baby Girl, I never had the chance to give you your birthday gift”. You shake your head as he reaches into his pocket. “Philip, I appreciate the thought but it’s not necessary”. He’s gotten very good at ignoring you as he places a small tiffany blue box on the table. “It’s not much but I wanted to get something for you”. You don't move as you look from him to the box. He smiles and decides to help you out by untying and opening the box for you. Phil opens the box revealing a band ring in platinum with diamonds. You look at him in shock. He places it on the ring finger of your right hand. “It’s not what you think”, he starts. You finally exhale. “This circle of diamonds represents my love for you. Diamonds are forever and a circle has no beginning and no end”. Tears are running down your cheeks and you couldn’t stop them of you tried. He lifts your right hand and kisses it. You are still speechless. Phil pays for dinner and you are so awestruck you can’t even argue. You both walk to the valet in silence. You just stand quietly next to him. His hand brushes yours and you hold on to it. He looks over at you and smiles. Pulling you close he runs his fingers through your hair and kisses you deeply. You open your eyes as he whispers, “Stay with me tonight”. You are entranced and feel yourself nodding. The car arrives and Phil helps you in. The drive to his house is quiet but his right hand never leaves your left thigh. Before you know it, you are sitting on Phil’s couch and he’s offering you a glass of malbec. ‘Nicole, what the hell are you doing?’, you ask yourself as you sip slowly. Phil begins tracing your jaw with his finger making your legs shake. You refuse to look at him. ‘Just tell him you made a mistake and that you have to go’, you try to reason with yourself. It doesn’t work. Phil places your glass on the table and caresses your face. Kissing you firmly, he pushes your body down onto the couch. You wanna stop him but then again, you don’t. His body feels so good against you. You WANT HIM. You caress his head and hold him tight. He removes his shirt and you notice how toned he’s become over the past few months. ‘Good God’, is all you can think as your hands meander over his chest, arms and back. His hands find your thighs and slide all the way up to the top. You are embarrassed by how soaked you are but he just smiles. Picking you up, he carries you up to his room. You stand in front of the bed and he removes your dress slowly kissing and caressing every inch of your body as he does so. You are so ready to feel him inside of you that your love is literally aching. You step close to your lover and begin to remove his pants. You drop to the floor just as they do. That python is slightly larger than you remember. Your mouth is watering, you have to taste it. You gently hold the base and proceed to lick up and down the chocolate shaft until his knees buckle. You smile up at him and he lifts you up on to the bed. Laying his warm mocha body atop yours, he enters you slowly. Your love jumps at his entrance. “Ah…mmmmmm”, you moan. Philip holds you tight and begins to circle in his love while you push your passion onto his desire. You both rock back and forth making love for hours. Your body is numb from each mind blowing orgasm. Phil is on fire tonight. You feel him tense up for the 3rd time and you know he’s about to come…again. You wrap your legs around him and grind on his manhood. He holds you tight and whispers, “Say you love me”. You ignore him and continue to grind. You feel his manhood jerking inside you and he repeats his request as he tries to hold back the inevitable, “Say you love me”. You can feel his body shaking as he does his best to hold it. You’re feeling naughty so you roll him over and mount that stallion. You own that stallion until his toes curl and he moans, “Baby Girl…mmmmmmm…dammmmmnnnnn”. You love pleasing him. You hop off your saddle and gently suck the venom from that python. You are in complete control of his orgasm as you lick and suck every drop of love he has to offer. Philip melts into the bed as a deep, low moan of ecstasy escapes his lips. You kiss your way back up to his chest. He kisses your forehead and smiles. Laying your head on his chest, you listen to his heart beat over and over until you fall asleep. Phil smiles and holds you tight as he watches you sleep. After a few minutes, his cell phone rings. “Hello?”. “Hey bruah! What’s up?!”, he whispers trying not to wake you. “No worries man. She’s here with me”. “Nah, I'm sure she just didn't hear her phone. She’s fine, trust me. She’s sleeping in my arms”…