Chapter 60

I went to see Bojangles again that night, paying for my ticket this time. There was something about the man that tugged at my heart and grabbed me in the balls. I couldn’t get enough of him—his smell, his sweet nature, just…everything. And I knew that when we finally had sex, it would be explosive.

Interestingly enough, I got the same seat as last time, so I was right there to see the pleasure on Tim’s face when the cast took a bow and he saw me there, standing and howling with appreciation at his performance. It was even better than the last time, if that was possible.

Tim arrived on time at the coffee house. I rose to greet him with a hug and kiss on the cheek when he got to my table.

“You were stunning tonight. Even better than last time.”

“Thank you,” he responded. “I was going to get a decaf latté—”

“I’ll get it. You just sit your hot buns down right there, and I’ll be right back.”

“That is so corny,” he replied, snickering at me.