Chapter 1

Lennox was not sure he wanted to remain in south Florida for long. He'd been out on the beaches and have had the sun carress his now tanned skin a thousand times and the thought of sitting out again almost bored him. When he first visited South Florida, it had been all work for him. He'd plunged himself into work and he was immersed in it for weeks before Hector Travis had visited. Hector didn't like it that he was always indoors and had made sure he was out, getting some air while they talked about work. " All work without play makes jack a dull boy, man ". Hector had said. Lennox liked Hector, his sea green pupils that could never hold a stare and his auburn hair that layed in soft wavy curls down his forehead looked appealing, little wonder he had favours with the women. Hector was grinning, he had the smile of one who was sure of success on his mission and Lennox would have hated to disappoint him so he obliged, albeit complaints "Mon, I don't know a damned soul in South Florida, I can't always hang out with you". He'd complained. " You're gonna make friends indoors? You can't. I'm invited to a house opening in North Carolina this weekend, wanna come?". " I have sketches of unfinished work to take care of over the weekend, sorry". " It's the case with you!. You're always busy. You think I don't work too?" Lennox sighed. He wasn't one to travel long distances for occasions he considered trivial , and occasions like house opening ceremonies were trivial. People built houses all the time. Now he glanced again at his wristwatch, he'd been indoors all day working on his latest project for the ' Marilyn sawer ' Hotels and the pizza he'd ordered had not yet been delivered. His stomach churned, reminding him of his famished state. He tossed his pencils aside and reached for his phone when his doorbell rang. He was relieved, the delivery person was in time. He'd been on the verge of angry explosion just seconds past. But now he reached the door in quick lively strides and flung it open. "Hello, Mr. Lennox " The lady that stood before him looked almost short next to his tall frame and in her hands she held the pizza box from the Fast food he'd ordered and for a while he wondered if women did deliveries in South Florida wearing flip flops and big tops that covered just a bit below the butt. "Hello " He replied. Looking at the pizza box. "It's yours. The delivery man told me the order was placed by room 03 of the second floor but I suppose he meant Room 03 of the third floor". She spoke impatiently, willing him to take the box from her and he did. "This is not the first time I've placed my order with them, I'm wondering how there suddenly was a mistake ". He said. She stared at him amusedly. "I don't know. Have a good evening Mr. Lennox ". She said and began to go the way she'd come. Saying the lines she had been practicing before the stray delivery man had brought a parcel that was not hers. " You live on the second floor?!" Lennox heard himself call after her. She stopped in her tracks and looked back. "Yes, Mr. Lennox. I had a pretty hard time finding out who you were ". Lennox grimaced. His neighbors didn't know him. He didn't call after her to be reminded that. But she had said it anyway. She turned again and his eyes rested on her butts and thighs. They swayed as she walked. She took the stairs instead of the elevator and Lennox hated to think he liked what he saw. Lennox chided himself over and over again as he settled down with his pizza. The image of the lady's bottom lingered in his mind and it only reminded him how he's been sex starved for the past three months after his break up with Fiona Cameron, his Scottish lover of four years. Fiona was the possessive shrew he'd dated at 27, his father had recommended the girl after he almost killed himself over an irish girl who'd broken up with him despite his infatuation with her. He dated Fiona for four years only to realize that the shrew thought she was doing him a favour. Lennox reflected on his romantic escapades with the young girls of his town as a young man and shuddered. His relationships always ended when two ladies decided to fight over him, often, the one he liked always walked away and he never settled for the other. Lennox chewed his pizza slowly, his hunger had subsided reasonably and he chewed tiny bits. He looked occasionally at the work load he had before him and silently Thanked God he had declined Hector's invitation to North Carolina. ✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️ Kimberly Was on the phone with her Director, Blakes Oxnard, the very reticent and cool headed lanky man that spoke only when he had to. Blakes wanted her to have her lines memorized stating that there had been an adjustment on her schedule. " The crew will block some scenes next tomorrow in Mississippi, the weather forecast favours us kim". He was obviously animated at the prospect but Kimberly's protests where right on time " I have things to take care of Blakes, we all agreed the shooting will be next week, what's this development?". " This is a job, kim. You're getting paid to do this job". Kimberly sighed. She wasn't in the right head space to memorize her lines as soon as possible but she'd been working on digesting the easy parts. Her doorbell rang. "Have a good day, Blakes" She hung up and attended the door. The parcel was not hers but she'd sign the papers and got the receipt before asking around for the bearer of the name Lennox. Kim had only seen the man once when she stood by her window to have the morning sun caress her skin. The man, lennox had come down to Leave his refuse in the general refuse dump. She'd noticed from her position that the man's refuse comprised mostly rumpled papers and empty boxes of junk Foods. He was tall and broad shouldered and hot. He had rich full lips like hers and his hair was the same deep black as hers. She saw the similarities and laughed aloud. "Maybe I'm obsessed with beautiful men". She thought aloud. She watched him head back into the building and was relieved. That night, she'd made him the object of her fantasy and had seen him make love to her in dreams . She didn't even know his name, just a hazy figure of him caressing and undressing her. She woke up with a moan on her lips and Chided herself. Sex with Austin was good, she admitted. Austin didn't just take his pleasure, he gave too. Each time she complained, he made adjustments and ensured they had a healthy relationship except for other aspects. She was in love with her work and herself and she'd stay committed to it if she didn't stay around the Hot Scottish man, Lennox. Her doorbell rang again, this time she'd been trying without much success to get her lines right and so she yelled "Who the in the bloody hell is it ?!" "It's Lennox Mccurdy, the one you brought pizza up to". He was calm and Kim immediately hated herself for her hostility. " What do you want Mr.Lennox?" She asked from inside, the door was still shut on Lennox's face and for a while he regretted his coming down to speak with her. "I wanted to say Thank you to you in person, could you peep at me a moment?" She laughed . " Do you want me to peep through the peephole?" She asked back, her voice clearly amused . Lennox knew he was already in and so he replied her "You could open your door a crack" The door was wide open in the next instant and she stood hands akimbo before him. Giving him enough room to look into her apartment, furnished with bright coloured furniture to suit a lady's taste. " I want to say Thanks for delivering my pizza. I'm not famished anymore so I could effortlessly take the stairs down here". She smiled. " I didn't exactly do anything, please come in.". Lennox stepped in immediately before she changed her mind and slammed the door in his face. " Your furniture suggest animation and....fun". He looked around as he commented, his eyes moved from the sky blue draperies to her pink cushions, a colour that was rare in cushions . "I like bright colors , they stand for every good thing ". She said and sat down. Lennox sat down too, trying to get his eyes off her luscious thighs and full red lips. He wanted to talk and get to know her and play with her titties. No. He chided himself, he was a grown man that didn't fall head over heels in love at first sight. Maybe he should just know her. "You didn't tell me your name, miss" He said. Kim lifted her head from the scripts and let them rest briefly on her chest, giving a flustered impression. "Oh, forgive my manners. I'm kimberly Foster . Kim for short". She extended her hand and Lennox took her warm small hands with which she'd held the scripts that now covered parts of her thighs. "Kim Foster. You're beautiful and your name suits you ". He said, maintaining a steady Eye contact with her. She looked away before pulling out her hand from his grasp "Thanks Mr. Lennox" "Call me Lennox " "Okay, Lennox....I'm involved with someone" " Oh?" " You're looking at me with so much leer " She said. Lennox laughed . " Are you always this concise and blunt?" He still had the amusement in his eyes as he spoke. "I thought it necessary , sorry" . She replied. She didn't look timid, she didn't feel small next to him, she was bold and commanding, Lennox thought. Lennox could not focus on his sketches from the moment she'd left his doorstep. He came with the intention of courting her friendship and perhaps, her titties too. "I've not made any friends since I moved to South Florida, I was hoping I could talk to you sometime....if you want". He said. She rolled her eyes before replying "You want us to be friends, then." "Yes, I'd like that ". " Why do you want us to be friends Lennox?" " Ah. I'm a loner?" " Is that a reply or a question?"