Love Across Colors (Urban BWWM Interracial Romance) (8 page)

              Moments later they both shuddered
,
and Melinda’s legs grew limp as she attempted to stand again. Wayne took the lather builder and poured the shower gel onto it and proceeded to build a gentle lather as he spread it all over her back, her stomach, her breasts, her ass, and her legs and then repeated the pattern. She returned the favor and thoroughly enjoyed watching the bubbles dance over his body as they chase
d
each other on their way to his feet. She removed the hose and held it against his shoulder and then held it higher so that
her
she
sprays caught him in the face. He grabbed her hands and pointed it at her head
,
and soon she was dripping from head to toe and surrendering. Wayne laughed and washed the remaining soap from her back before replacing the hose and helping her out and into her robe. He walked in the nude to the bedroom and lay on his back, revealing his entire frame to her. She moved in slowly and lowered her head to give him a kiss on his thigh, his crevice, his now jumping manhood, his navel, his stomach and finally his lips. He held her around the middle and pulled her to him as he placed a kiss on her neck. A few minutes later and her breathing had steadied
,
and he could tell she was asleep.

              The following week Melinda was speaking with her dad, who was feeling much better after being able to communicate with Charlotte; it gave him some measure of comfort that she was able to be in his life still, even if only via telephone.

             
“So how are you doing
,
Dad?” she asked him one Sunday when she and Wayne stopped over for Sunday dinner.

              “I am doing alright under the circumstances,” he told her.

             
“And how are things with Charlotte?” Wayne asked.

             
“Okay
,
I guess. Sometimes I am not even sure which was worse: not knowing she was still around or knowing she is but not being able to see her as much.

              “It was good seeing her though right?” Melinda asked.

             
“It sure was, and I am glad I did. I just wish she could be there all the time,” Melvin said.

             
Just then Wayne excused himself and told them that he had an emergency to attend to but he would be back within two hours. The father and daughter pair spent the rest of the afternoon chit-chatting about all sorts of things in a vain attempt to distract his from thoughts from Charlotte. After exactly two hours there was a knock on the door
,
and Melinda jumped up to open the door for Wayne. When she did she came face to face with Charlotte, who embraced her warmly and placed a kiss on her cheek. Melvin was right behind her and almost fainted at the sight of his long lost love.

              “How did you get here?” he asked.

             
“I thought that since you came all that way to Italy for me
,
that I would do the same for you,” she smiled.

              “But how did you know where I was?” he asked. She needed to provide him with no other answer than her glance in Wayne’s direction.

             
“I saw how distraught you were after we left Italy, and I know how badly it must have hurt you to be apart
,
so after we came back, I contacted Charlotte and arranged for her to come to the US,” replied Wayne.

              “How long will you be here?” Melvin asked, mouthing the words ‘thank you’ to Wayne just then.

             
“That depends. How long do you want me here?” she asked. Melvin grinned and walked over to her and scooped her up in his arms. She giggled then as a young girl would
,
and she slid down again against him
.
,
s
S
he rested where his lips were
,
and the two were swept away with nostalgia.

              Melinda and Wayne suddenly felt like they were intruding. They hugged the elderly couple now and promised to visit them the following day and went home.

             
It was nothing but sheer bliss for the quartet who spent most of the weekends now, and one day Melinda was greeted with the news that Melvin had proposed to Charlotte
,
and the two were to be wed the following month. Words could not describe the happiness Melvin now felt, and it seemed that the wave caught the younger couple.

              One evening Melinda burst inside Wayne’s house to find an attractive table set and him standing there with champagne in hand.

             
“I have something to tell you
. . .
...o
O
oh, what do we have here?” she said as she crept closer.

              “Just a little something to celebrate the love of my life,” he grinned.

             
“It is beautiful
,
s
S
weetheart. Thank you,” she said as she kissed him. “When did you find the time to do this?”

             
“There is always time for the things that are important,” he said and smiled as he pulled the chair out for her.

             
He sat down opposite her, and as she sat there he held her hands from across the table. “I sat down and thought of a million ways I could do this, but there didn’t seem any that were realistic or possible.”

             
“Ways to do what?” she asked.

             
“How many ways really can a man ask a woman to marry him?”

             
Melinda sat there staring at him as if unable to understand what he was saying. “Just one,” she finally muttered.

             
“That’s what I thought. So, will you marry me
,
my sweet? Make me the happiest man alive.”

              Tears came to Melinda’s eyes
,
and as they covered her scope of vision, Wayne disappeared and all that remained was bliss and blur. He reached over and wiped his hand across her face. When her eyes dried, she blinked and noticed a little black box on the table and could hardly contain her beating heart when he extracted the ring from its place and placed it on her finger.

              “I am not even going to give you the chance to say no,”
s
he said.

              She laughed then. “I’d never say that. I have always wanted to marry you. And to think I thought I had news.”

             
“
‘
You did mention something when you rushed in,” he said now. “What did you have to tell me?”

             
“I’m pregnant,” she smiled, and this time it was Wayne who was dumbstruck. His need for food was temporarily lost as he raced around the table to lift her off the ground.

             
“Are you serious?” he asked, scarcely able to believe.

             
“Like a heart attack,” she laughed, and as he swirled her around in the air before catching her lips on his, she almost burst with excitement and joy, and she thanked the heavens that nothing could ever separate her from this love.

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