Chris laughed. “I don’t think the house is that old. What I plan to do is change the perception of how a young black man can live.”
The sun was setting now and Corra knew their time was winding down, but there was so much more to see. “What’s that building over there?” she asked, pointing at what looked like another house beyond the pool.
Chris stood up and reached for her hand. “That’s the pool house. Come on, let me show you.”
Corra took his hand and they walked along the side of the huge empty pool with a frog on each end. “What are the frogs for?”
“They’re fountains. They run on a pump. Once the pool is filled, water runs up and spouts out through their mouths. I don’t know if they work or not, but that’s what they’re meant to do.”
“Fancy.”
“I love all the trees back here. Complete privacy. And at night, it’s pitch black. I’m thinking of installing some solar lights.”
Chris opened the door to the pool house and Corra was completely blown away by its size. This was a complete house that smelled a little musty, but that was it. She stepped into the living area, and could see the kitchen. “Wow, Chris, this is much larger than I expected it to be.”
He gave her a tour of the two bedrooms, full bath and kitchen.
“Okay, there’s nothing antebellum about this pool house.”
“Yeah, I figure the owners added it after they purchased the house. My dad said they had a couple of sons, so possibly one of the sons lived out here and wanted something a little more modern.”
“Is there a laundry room?” she asked.
“Down here.” He walked in the opposite direction back through the living room and beyond the kitchen. He opened a closet door. “Looks like a stacked washer and dryer were in here. Not a laundry room, more like a closet.”
“Yeah, but that’s nice. This was a great little bachelor’s pad for one of those lucky guys.”
“It sure was. And far enough from the main house to feel like you weren’t living at home. I bet they had some wild parties out here.”
“And imagine the girls they brought out here.”
“Oh yeah, I know if I had a pad like this while living at home I would have—”
Corra placed her hands on her hips and twisted her lips up at Chris. He stopped talking. “You would have what? Had a revolving door installed. Different girl every weekend.”
Chris threw his palms up. “I didn’t say that. I was about to say I would have snuck you over. Forget what Rollin or your father said. You would have been all mine.”
His left brow twitched as he smiled at her. Corra wagged her finger at him. “Nice save. I know that wasn’t what you were about to say, but I like that.”
Chris dropped the smile and moved closer to her. “I would have. We would have been out here making love all night long.”
“Chris, we were kids.”
He lowered his gaze at her. “Kids don’t make love? Or what they think at the time is love?”
For a split second, Corra thought back to how young she was having sex with Eric. “I suppose you’re right.”
He moved even closer, reaching for her hands and intertwining their fingers. “Would you have come out here with me?”
She watched him study her, with curiosity in his eyes. He wanted to know how she felt about him. She nodded and lowered her voice. “Nothing would have stopped me.”
Chris let go of her fingers and wrapped his arm around her waist, pressing her against him. He lowered his head and she closed her eyes. When his lips touched hers, her knees weakened. He gave her a soft kiss on the lips at first, then he opened his mouth and changed her world forever.
The moment Corra had fantasized about for so long, but thought would never happen, had arrived. She’d secretively been in love with Chris long before she ever met Eric.
Corra welcomed Chris’s embrace and kissed him as if she were trying to make up for all the years they were not together, but should have been. She lost all inhibitions and tried to rip his clothes from his body. His hands were all over her back, her waist, her neck, any and everywhere he could get them.
Chris couldn’t get enough of the sweet taste of Corra’s lips. His body was on fire and his mind was racing with a way to make love to her right now. He wanted her naked and in his bed. She tugged at his clothes and ran her hands under his shirt. He ached for her so bad at the moment all that mattered was being inside her. She moaned into his mouth, and casting good judgment aside he backed her up until she touched the wall.
She was a smart, hardworking woman who undoubtedly had no idea the effect she had on him. She had a body that would make any men stop in their tracks after only one glance.