INTO THE HEELS OF A WOMAN BOOK ONE - STANDARDS & HIM Nana Yaw came over again. Afia's mind kept telling her this wasn't right whilst her body told a different story. She could feel the shadow of her mom's disappointment hovering over her. Her guardian angel? Well, he left as soon as her standards walked out the door. {Afia's HEELS} "Baby girl, I missed you." He did that neck thing I love. It was as if his lips were home to the flesh on my neck. My waist, pressed against his, swayed from the force of his muscular hands. "Where have you been?" He asked ignorantly, like I was the one that ghosted him all those weeks. Maybe his hormones have taken over his senses like they usually do. "Mmm? Won't you answer me?" His tongue trace an invisible line, only visible to his hormonal senses, down to my cleavage. I slightly push him away, not wanting this any further than my body does. See, I still have a little bit of self-control left. "Oh Lord, don't let him come close." I silently pray in my head while we stare at each other. In that little moment, I contemplated my options. Do I give an excuse so that he would be forced to leave? Should I say I've got a headache so I need to rest? Because we can't keep doing this and for how long? I took a seat by the bed and picked my phone up. I looked at the time, 8pm. It has been 10mins since he came and I had not offered him water. "Oh I forgot, do I offer you some water?" He was still staring, with that poker face he liked to make. Book One #shadesoflife
