asked.
“Everything.”
“Everything,” Kimberly laughed. “There goes that answer again. You’re real mysterious, you know that?”
“I’m not trying to be,” Sterling smiled. “In fact, I really want you to get to know me a lot better.”
“Really?” Kimberly said, lifting an eyebrow.
Sterling nodded. “Really. You running off without giving me your telephone number was torture.”
“Torture?”
“Torture,” Sterling confirmed. “I couldn’t sleep at night, I couldn’t eat. All I could do was think of you. Your smile haunted my thoughts and dreams, all day and all night.”
“Oh, you’re good,” Kim told him. “You’re a charmer. I don’t give my number to guys as smooth as you.”
“I get penalized for telling the truth?” Sterling asked. “I put it on everything, I thought about you a lot since that day on the elevator.”
“Why?”
“Because it's not everyday that one comes across a sister so beautiful, so charming, so intelligent, so well together as yourself. You’re a very memorable person. A person who I would really love to get to know a lot better.”
Kimberly swallowed hard. She found herself staring into this man’s hazel eyes and almost melting. He was definitely a charmer. Smooth as silk, with a voice that had her feeling moist in places that shouldn’t be feeling moist. The two of them approached the pier and peered out over the yacht filled waters.
“Wow, what do you think one of these runs?” Kimberly asked.
“That one, about fifteen million.”
“Wouldn’t that be nice to have,” she said softly. “I would live on it, and just sail around the world. The only time I would stop, would be for food and fuel, and maybe to walk on an occasional beach, or to take in an occasional sunset.”
“You should never turn down the opportunity to take in a sunset,” Sterling said, leaning forward and whispering into her ear. He caressed the side of her face, and gently touched his lips against hers. “Especially, if you have the opportunity to watch the sun’s reflection in the eyes of someone as beautiful as yourself. You should see the sun radiating off of your skin right now.”
Kimberly leaned forward and pressed her lips against Sterling’s, kissing him softly at first, and then more firmly the second time. On the third kiss, their tongues met. He tasted like cinnamon to her, while she tasted like mint to him. She became lost in his embrace, and felt herself floating away.
“Don’t do this to me,” Kimberly whispered.
“Do what?” Sterling asked.
“This. Don’t do this.”
“You’re going to have to explain to me what you’re talking about,” Sterling told her.
“What is this? What are we doing, Sterling?” Kimberly turned away from him, and peered out toward the ocean. “I’m not ready for another one of these. I can’t afford to go through another one of these. Not right now, not yet.”
Sterling rested him hands on her shoulders. “Afford another what? I’m not asking you to invest in anything that you don’t feel you’re ready for. We can take our time, be friends, get to know one another. I’m willing to go as slow as I have to, I’m willing to walk with you until the end of time, if that’s what it takes.”
She turned back towards him. “Why? Why are you willing to commit that type of time? You hardly know me. Am I your investment on the side, while you fulfill your needs elsewhere?”
Sterling let out a half laugh. “You give me too much credit. I don’t have another woman, and I’m not in a relationship right now. I don’t sleep around, and that’s for two reasons. One, because my Momma raised me right, and two, because I’m afraid of HIV. I’m willing to put the time into this relationship because that’s what commitment is all about. You’re worth it, Kimberly, and whoever led you to believe that you
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