Shanora Williams

If only I could stay in this dream forever. I’d make you mine in every way.

I met Kyle in a café I used to work at, Nuni’s. I was a waitress there, sporting a red apron with a smiley-faced toast logo on it, and he was a handsome businessman who visited every week, sitting at the same table to order the same meal: pulled rotisserie chicken sandwich, sliced bananas, a pickle, and a green smoothie. I always thought it was a strange meal and had even teased him a little about it during his visits. He told me not to judge it until I tried it. We joked about it so much that he finally asked me to join him after my shift to try the meal for myself. He said he had meetings, but was willing to postpone them and wait for me. I did, and I admit, it wasn’t bad, even if I wasn’t a fan of pickles.

We laughed, he flirted, and I blushed. We exchanged numbers that very night, and he sent me a text every single morning and visited the restaurant for lunch several times a week. From that moment on, Kyle and I became inseparable.

Now, it’s move-in day. Kyle had his own loft apartment in New York, where I had

“Here we go. The last box for this room.” Kyle walks in, placing the box that’s in his hands on the middle of the floor with a soft grunt. He then walks my way, dropping both hands on his hips and letting out a deep sigh. “You sure you like it in here?”

“Babe, are you kidding?” I turn to face him, grinning like a goof. “I love it! Seriously. I love it so much.”

“Good.” He smiles, facing me, too. His hands go to my waist, and he brings me closer. “I just want you to be happy here.”

“I will be.”

His smile grows wider. “A few of the neighbors are already asking about us. One of them stopped by to greet me when you walked inside.”

“Oh, Lord. Don’t tell me they’re the nosy kind,” I groan.

“They might be.” He winces playfully. “But don’t worry. When I bought this house, I made sure we had plenty of trees and a long driveway so people couldn’t see the front of our home. My wife and I will need all the privacy we can get.” He plants a kiss on my lips. “I want to fuck you all over