"Good night Ms. Henry and thanks for everything."
They both said, waving as they hurried back to the cabin. The snow outside was falling heavier. But once inside, they were now alone under the same roof. Even though Taesha felt exhausted, her nerves wouldn't let her relax. The uneasiness of being alone with a man; on top of that, he was a stranger kept going through her mind. "Is this counted as a one-night stand?' Taesha begins to reflect on her many conversations with her best friend, Cameron. Taesha remembers telling her how she could never have a one-night stand. Well, this is the closes she'll ever come to having one.
She watched Dexter remove his long black coat from his slender frame, hanging it on the coat rack. Taesha asks herself, 'what are you doing?' It wasn't the first time she's had to check herself when it came to him tonight. Taesha feels the need to fill the awkward silence. Taesha walked around the cabin, exploring and talking out loud. "It feels so good in here," she said, taking off her white jacket and dropping it on the chair.
"Now let me see what our $250.00 was spent on." She opens the first door she sees in the cabin and switches on the light.
"Not bad. Here is the bathroom. It has a nice large shower and soaker tub. I can use that. Now, what does the bedroom look like?' She says, making her way to the other side of the living room where it's located.
"Oh boy! The sight of a bed never looked so good!"
Dexter shakes his head at her, listening to Taesha ramble as he plops down on the couch, letting out a sigh of relief. All he could think about now was how busy his night had been. He's done more standing and lifting than in his gym workout. Even swooping a girl into his arms, carrying her through calf-high snow, pounded in the face by icy flakes. Dexter exhales. Despite it all, he felt good because he has his sight. "What a long night." He uttered, letting his head relax back against the sofa.
"Since you are going to be bunking out here on the couch. I would share a sheet, pillow, and quilt with you. There you go. Oh, and don't forget to lock the door when you use the bathroom, and if it's not locked, always knock before entering. Well, that's everything. So, good night."
"Good night Taesha, and thank you."
Dexter let out a huge exhale when she left the living room. It was getting harder to fight his desire to tell her what she had done for him.
But he knew this wasn't the time to declare his feelings of joy and appreciation. It wasn't the time to bombard her with many questions either.
Someone had done something so wonderful for him, and to be truthful, he even ached to hug her. Yet he knew that impossible. So when he felt the unexplainable shiver when their hands grazed one another, he didn't want further to ignite a cascade of physical and emotional sensations.
He knew she had no idea what he was going through and what had happened to him. So he had to settle for tomorrow. He removed his coat, suit jacket, shirt, skirt, leather boots, and socks and then stretched back on the sofa.
His fantasies immediately take over when his head lies against the pillow. When his eyes closed, he could feel his hands exploring every inch of her body. With her lying naked beneath him, eyes closed, lips parted. The sound of pleasure she'd make as he thrust himself inside her. He is satisfying her and himself, over and over. The situation he's in right now, having to keep his distance, makes him feel like that giddy teenager.
Dexter settled with their chaste parting as she left him all alone. Her in bed sleeping alone but not for long.
~~~~~
After the door to her bedroom clicked shut. Taesha stood in the middle of the room and took a moment to calm her frazzled nerves. She wanted to pinch herself because this night didn't feel real. Why was she thinking about the overwhelming, erotic feelings when they were together? How could someone who is not her type make her have these feelings in his presence?
Now that they are apart, she's still thinking about him, which perplexes her. "I must be exhausted."
Taesha looks at her hands. Her palms were sweaty, and her heart was beating fast. The thought of him being right on the other side of that door was almost unbearable.
"Ugh," she said as she changed. Why had she found Dexter frightening and downright irresistible from the very beginning? Of course, he wasn't her type. But that voice was deep, sultry when Dexter spoke—making her legs tingle. I could never tell Cameron how he made my heart and body feel.
"Oh my! Cameron! I know she must be worried sick about me. I have so much to share with her.:
"I wonder if what's his face is asleep already? What a face. It was almost too pretty to be handsome." The awareness of her attraction to this guy surprises her. 'That's it. I'm traumatized by it all today.
Taesha let out a deep breath trying to get her emotions under control. Reasoning with herself. "Since no one knows my attraction, 'I will pretend this isn't happening and chuck it up to my tiredness.' Since her breakup, she's only dated. Here and there and only first dates. It kept her from dealing with things she didn't want to handle.
Like dithering about what to freaking wear to bed. she was trying to make sense of tonight. How could this be a significant problem? She shakes her head, picks up her flannel pajamas, and puts them on.
"I'm putting on my flannel pajama set, which I always wear when it's cold outside."
A pile of pillows is what Dexter rested his head on as he watched her bedroom light finally go out. Everything about her was tentative, cautious, and hesitant around him. Taesha's reaction around him was disappointing. Dexter couldn't understand. He knew other girls would invite him to the bedroom for a one-night stand. But tonight, he had been the perfect gentleman and had gone out of his way to be helpful, yet she was different.
Women are so confusing, especially this one. He let his eyes look around the cabin for a while. She had brought him something so precious, his sight. Yet he couldn't thank her or even explore how or why. He held out hopes for tomorrow. Then, finally, they can talk and get to know one another. He will be able to do that much with the lady who opened his eyes in this new way.
He could feel his lids getting heavier, but for some reason, fear crept in, making him not want to close his eyes. "What if I wake up and Taesha's gift given to me is gone?"
The following day Dexter begins to stir, feeling uncomfortable. He sits up but with his eyes still closed. He rubs his neck, which had become stiff from lying on the couch. When his eyes finally opened, he got the shock of his life. The shadowy darkness had returned. Everywhere he looked in the cabin was ash-gray. He stood rubbing his eyes, blinking, and then reopening them. But the shadowy darkness remained the same. Finally, he rushed over to the bathroom to look in the mirror. He splashed water on his face several times, rubbing it into his eyes as if to wash the ash gray away! Everything was still that awful ash-gray color! "Why?" Never before has his lack of vision ever bothered him. But for the first time, it bothered him greatly! Dexter had never hated his eye condition in all these twenty-eight years until now. The heat of anger rushed to his head, and immediately, water welled in his eyes; looking in the mirror, he couldn't stop the waterfall of tears from streaming from t
Taesha was quiet. She didn't say anything as she continued to look up at him. Taesha's longingly startled eyes had Dexter thinking about how she must taste like sweet melted chocolate. Lust pounded through him now that he could see her face. He took a good long look at the gorgeous mouth, desiring to taste her lips' sweetness. Dexter lowered his head, and his mouth landed on her soft pink lips. The impact was nothing short of incendiary—the kiss for him, unlike anything he had ever experienced. A moan came from her throat as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Dexter pulled her closer, not caring that she'd feel his instant arousal. Her breasts flattened against his chest as her mouth opened more to his heated tongue. Oh my God. This was the hottest kiss he'd ever experienced, and Dexter has experienced his share of hot kisses. Dexter found himself sinking into her sweetness as Taesha began to withdraw. "Wait, I'm so confused," she said, her voice hoarse and sexy. "Confused abou
Dexter had never driven in broad daylight without his sunglasses on. It was refreshing not to need anything over his eyes and not be affected. He had missed out on all the simple pleasures due to his rare color blindness. His color blindness is not your typical eye disease. Most people may be familiar with the disease, where you see limited colors. It's the one more common in males. Most people don't know that 1 in 12 men are color blind. The men with my rare case suffer in silence and keep it a secret. What most take for granted, like seeing the morning sun and watching the snowfall, are elements he's seeing for the first time.To be out today is perfect for grocery shopping. Once they make it to the store, he looks at Taesha's grocery basket, which consists of candy, ice cream, and junk food. On the other hand, Dexter's basket was filled with necessities like; vegetables, finely cut meats, seafood, bread, eggs, pasta, rice, wine, and other commodities. Taesha takes it upon herself t
The two of them couldn't be more opposites. Once inside the cabin, Taesha tossed her bags on the counter and took out a bag of Reese's pieces bite-size candy. She plops down on the sofa tossing a piece of candy into her mouth. "I'm so tired after all that shopping. I like shopping, but boy, you wore me out! I guess I'm still exhausted from last night's catastrophe!" Dexter also set his bags on the island counter and went to the closet to hang his new clothes first. Next, he took and put his black trench coat on the coat rack. When that was done, he put up the groceries he had brought, which were the necessities for both of them. He also put away Taesha's food and junk items that she conveniently left on the counter. She sat there on the sofa and stared at him in amazement. "I'll give you this much. You can't find too many guys like you, all pampered and bougie, but you don't mind working. What kind of work do you do for a living? From looking at your hands, you probably work for so
Taesha didn't come out of the room for the rest of the evening. After Dexter had put the shoes in his closet, hoping to give them to her tonight. He fixed himself something to eat. "Why did I let her put my wine back on the store shelf? I could use something to drink to help me relax. I can be persuasive, charming, firm, stubborn, and prideful. I have even been told I'm an excellent singer and lover. But to scorn a woman or hurt a female intentionally that's not my style. I love and respect my mother too much to mistreat a female intentionally." Yes, Dexter didn't like having Taesha upset with him, and he was very sorry. It indeed was a mistake that he made. Dexter knew he had never met someone like her before. All the girls he's dated, though, only for a month. In this short period, he could tell she was vastly different from any girl he's spent and wasted time dating. Sure she had a temper that lit up like a firecracker at the strike of a match. But it was his fault, and she had
Taesha stepped inside the shower. As the water fell over her body, tears fell too. "This weekend has turned out nothing as I expected. I feel so stressed out, and I'm making all kinds of mistakes." After washing her hair and body, Taesha spent twenty minutes moisturizing her hair with a homemade potion she made for curly hair specifically. "Oh, I know what I can do. I'll make Dexter my special hibiscus saffron wine I promised him earlier. After styling her hair, making sure she looked presentable. Taesha begins getting dressed. She takes a peep out the window at the falling snow. 'Ugh! Now I know why I'm not a big fan of winter. It just won't stop, will it!" She slipped on her fluffy slippers, preparing to enter the living room. The feeling of embarrassment over her behavior entered her thoughts. Thinking about how she acted over a pair of boots made her want to climb back in bed and hide. "I need to go out there and smooth things over with him. It's just a thousand dollars gone
Dexter found himself standing here once again with this free-spirited soul in his arms. Loving how she teased and tormented his emotions—stirring his feelings into a storm wind. Taesha felt something she's never experienced too. It was like a whirlwind happening in her heart of emotions. They gazed into each other's eyes for far too long. Her arms moved up on their fruition around his neck, pulling him closer, making it more pleasant than the act swirling around her imagination. Beneath her arms, she felt the strength of his broad shoulders. She pressed against him with heated persistence. The delicious warmth of an aroused man, needing, wanting, and desiring her. Dexter's heart hammered as he caressed her lips against his, then his tongue slipped fiercely into her mouth. He was consuming her heart, soul, mind, and body. That's what she thought, 'oh, yes, consume me.' When those coherent words surfaced in her brain, he was sucking and tasting, savoring and enticing. Dexter was fall
That's when Dexter replies. "Taesha, I'm smiling because you make me smile. Kissing you and having sex with you, I can tell it would be beyond delightful with you. Probably even magical. I don't know, I've never had magical sex before, but I sense that's how it would be with you from how it feels when we kiss. But let's go on a date first tonight and explore this further. We got to get started somewhere, and I know you are curious about me, and so am I about you." Narrowing her eyes, she said in a coolly natural tone. "I got to eat, anyway." "Exactly, and now that I think about it, your right about the kisses. They are forgotten. They never happened. It was out of order." "Really? Just like that, you can wipe away kissing me?" Taesha asked him, looking at Dexter curiously. "Who sounds conceited now? Hmm..." Dexter says. "Your annoying...." Taesha says, walking to the other side of the island, picking up her plate, filling it with doughnuts and cinnamon rolls, and pouring hersel
Dexter thought about how it would pain him if he lost his Gamma. His family wasn't perfect, but he loved them. To lose his grandmother would be a significant loss in his life too. He held Taesha in his arms as they lay in bed and cried together. Then, they took a flight to Taesha's home for the funeral, and he served as one of the pallbearers for funeral. Unfortunately, they all had come together on such a sad occasion, but Dexter met even more of Taesha's family. She showed him pictures of her Chinese father, and Dexter could see the resemblance. He loved his mother-in-law. Taesha's Chinese father couldn't appreciate what he had in this woman, Taesha's dear mother. Dexter thought maybe Taesha’s father let the idea that she was black and he was Asian and how the outside world constantly tries to look down on interracial couples. Too bad her parents could find that kind of love they had for one another.~~~~Several weeks back at home and into their routine. Taesha realized her period
"Taesha! Taesha!" "What, boy? What's wrong with you?" She asked, turning to look at him, concerned by his panicked voice as he entered the kitchen, huffing, and puffing."Baby, are you sick?" Dexter asked breathlessly."No, why would you think that? Wait! So you do know what you did?" She looked at him suspiciously."I don't know what I did. Did I do something, Tae? You just freaked me out! Whew! It's good you're not sick. So what is it that I supposedly did to you without knowing I did it?" Dexter asked with a sigh of relief. Taesha swallowed hard. "Don't be sarcastic! You got me pregnant!... I think...!" "Pregnant?" Dexter chuckled. "No way. Did I get you pregnant?” He asked excitedly. “No, did we get each other pregnant?" He pointed at her continuing. "Sorry, I didn't get that memo." Dexter laughed."Don't laugh. Dexter, did you knot me up on purpose? Look at those eyes. Yes, you did! I've been trying not to think that you would do something like that, but you did! Ooh!" She
The honeymoon phase was filled with steamy nights at their home in the mountains. It appeared every two weeks, Dexter's sight would diminish and return to total darkness. But waking up blind wasn't as frightful now because he knew the capacity of one glass of Taesha’s homemade wine could do for his sight. Dexter, of course, was grateful for this breakthrough. Any breakthrough that could give him the sight he's always longed for, and he wanted Taesha to seriously consider sharing it with the masses of color-blind and legally blind people. But she was afraid of all the responsibility. Taesha was content, knowing it helped him; she didn’t want fame or notoriety. Even though she did want to help people, she had to figure out how to do it without drawing too much attention to herself. Taesha couldn't believe how one horrible night stranded on the side of the road turned into this dreamland life. But, then, she was a married woman. To a wealthy, handsome man name Lee Dexter, who were many
Careless or Careful?"I don't know why but It's in the music, books you read, and some movies. I decided if I found the one, and I did, I would treat you with the utmost love and dignity. Out in a world, it's full of lust, Taesha. It's all about pure selfishness. My music is successful because I write what women need and want to hear. But women are very complex creatures, emotional and all. I've seen countless women willing to do a lot to get a man, win his love, money, and sometimes his body. Observing, being alone, I've learned much from females.""You mean you used the females for business purposes?""That's not fair. I've never taken advantage of anyone.""What am I? Some experiment for you to examine and use?" She stepped away. "No, never! I'm trying to say that, for the first time, you were the first girl I couldn't read or figure out, and you certainly have never been willing to do whatever I wanted you to do, and you were careless about my wealth. And when it comes to my body
Laying in bed, Taesha couldn't immediately dismiss her strong thoughts and urges. Instead, she felt a rush of excitement come over her, knowing how Dexter felt about her. Glancing at the clock, Taesha realized her day would start in the next two and half hours. She knew she had to get control of herself to go to sleep. When the alarm went off, to her surprise, she rose full of energy, not the least bit tired. Taesha took a hot shower, threw on her robe, and took her hair down.She was stating to herself. ' Wow! I feel so revived and alive now that I've talked to my baby.'Taesha opened her kitchen window to let in the fresh air, and listening to the birds sing added to her joy. Then, opening her closet door, she looks for something to wear.She pulled out her white linen suit. The skirt was a high waist fitted skirt that came just above the knees that had the open face gold zipper on the thigh. Next, Taesha put on her soft yellow silk tank top sheer blouse with the jacket with open g
When they had to awaken this second time during this same day, it was late afternoon. Taesha says, turning to look at one of the most handsome men on earth and his seductive smile. She mumbled to herself, "he's my husband." So many unanswered questions, but one mainly resided in a secret place in her heart.She put a big smile on her face. "So get up lazy, boy." Taesha pulls him by the arm out of bed. His hand found her waist and gently dragged her back to bed so she could lie beside him again. "Baby, we got to eat," she said, snickering."I know I got to feed my baby."It's very early in the marriage, and Taesha can see Dexter enjoys being with her, and if it wasn't love, it indeed felt like the real thing. She watching leave the bed, walking his lean muscular nude body across the room. Taesha ran approving eyes over his slim hips and muscled thighs, those powerful shoulders, "Mm...he was gloriously built," she uttered, licking her lips. Taesha couldn't remember when she was so exc
After an hour of talking, Dexter was still in complete darkness. The wine did not affect his eyes. Nevertheless, they both were heavily disappointed in the results. "I'm going to bed, Taesha," Dexter says, pulling the cover-up over his shoulders and turning his back to her in bed. Tears fell from his eyes as a mass of confused feelings entered his heart. "Baby, I'm sorry, but I never thought I had anything to do with your eyesight." "It's okay. Good night Tae." "Are you upset with me?" "No," "Then don't turn your back on me." "Taesha, I'm trying to go to sleep. Can you do the same?" "What? No! You are upset with me, and I don't like it!" "I'm not upset, but if you keep nagging me, I will be!" "Nagging you! I don't believe my ears! I'm trying to console you! I know you are disappointed that it didn't work! But don't turn your back to me as if it's my fault!" "God! won't you stop talking! I don't want to talk right now! Are your ears stopped up!" Dexter says, getting out of b
“Thanks, my love, for picking out my outfit. I can do the rest from here.”Dexter slipped on a pair of light brown skinny-leg pants with a deep royal gold thick sweater. He grabbed a lightweight gold scarf with guitar designs throughout the scarf. He brushed his hair in the direction he always did. Taesha had already sprayed his cologne on his clothes. He sat down while slipping into his shoes, grabbing his leather brown jacket and sunglasses as he left the bedroom.Once she selected his clothing, then she picked out her own. ‘So this is what it would be like with him completely blind for the rest of our lives.’ She never imagined herself being married to a man that was blind. She worried about them being an interracial couple and how others would treat them. But she never in millions of years thought she would be married to a man who couldn’t see. Taesha silently continued to pray his sight even if only what he had before with the ash gray would return. Then, she got dressed, took h
The following day, Taesha kisses her husband, stroking his handsome face while running her fingers through his dark hair. The gentle caresses of her fingers stir Dexter awake. Unfortunately, his sense of timing was off because he had stayed awake most of the night. But Dexter's heavy lids finally opened, then he closed them again, asking groggily. "Is it still nighttime, my love?" She smiles, thinking he is joking. "Baby, yesterday is officially over. I know you wish it could last on and on. But a new day has arrived. Look, Dex, the sun is shining brightly."Fear gripped his heart as he opened his eyes again, and it was pitch black! Dexter rubbed his eyes, reopening them only to be once again to be faced with darkness. Taesha sees the anguish on his handsome face. "Baby, what's wrong?" "Taesha, I can't see! I can't see anything!" "What do you mean? Are you seeing in ash gray again?" "No, I'm blind! I can't see at all!" "You have not been this way before, unable to see at all!