Read Online Suspicions by Sasha Campbell - Free Book Online

rubbed hot oil on my legs all the way up past my knees. Ooh, Chauncey had mad skills! I couldn’t help but wonder what else he was good at. Maybe I should have paid closer attention to what they were discussing in the lobby.
    I looked up from my book and my eyes locked in his gray depth. I kid you not, while Chauncey rubbed oil on my calves, he stared up into my eyes with his lips parted and a look on his face that said, “You know you want some of this.” And no matter how hard I tried to look away, I couldn’t. This man had a sex appeal about him that was dangerous, to say the least.
    â€œYou want your nails shortened?” he asked, then licked his lips.
    â€œUh-huh.” I nodded my head like an idiot. Snap out of it! I went back to reading my book while he doctored my feet. I had managed to read two pages when I heard him ask me a question.
    â€œWhat’s your name?”
    I frowned because he had interrupted my flow, but the sexy smirk on his beautiful face made it impossible to stay mad. “Candace.”
    â€œNice to meet you, Candace.” I could have sworn there was a twinkle in his eye. I nodded, then went back to reading again.
    â€œSo what you do for a living, Candace?”
    I lifted my gaze to meet his. “Why? You looking for someone to pay your bills?” Shit, I had to ask. Most of the men I knew were always looking for a handout.
    He laughed. “Actually, I don’t believe in taking money from a woman. I just asked because you stepping in here looking all good in that outfit.”
    â€œReally? You don’t take women’s money? I find that hard to believe since you work here. I’m sure your pockets are full of tips.”
    â€œIt comes with the job. Trust me . . . anything I get from a female is because I earned it. I believe in putting in my work.”
    â€œI know that’s right!” cried the overweight chick in the chair beside me. Why was she so loud? She rolled up a tendollar bill and slipped it into his shirt pocket but not before grazing her thumb across his pecs. “Lord, you should be outlawed!” she added with a giggle.
    I started reading my book again, ignoring both their asses. The last thing I needed was to be competing with another woman for a man’s attention, not that I had anything to worry about. I was short, petite, and sexy. I was confident in my own skin, and that’s not something every woman could comfortably say about herself.
    Chauncey finished up that chick’s feet, and while she threw herself at him I concentrated on my book. I was so into the mystery that I didn’t even realize he was scraping the heel of my foot. Dead skin flew all over his lap. I was so embarrassed for coming in here like that.
    â€œSo, Candace . . . you got a man?”
    I looked up from my page. “Nope, but I’m seeing someone.” Technically, I was seeing someone, starting tonight. Hopefully there would be a lot more after that. Chauncey licked his lips again. I was ready to reach in my purse and hand him some ChapStick.
    â€œSo I guess there’s no chance of me taking you out to dinner?”
    I laughed. “Damn, smooth. Is that how you do it?’
    He looked confused. “Do what?”
    â€œMake your tips by asking females out while you’re playing with their feet. I saw how you were looking at that chick sitting under the nail dryer, staring up at her with your pretty eyes while licking your lips.”
    â€œSo you like my eyes?” he asked with a confident smirk.
    Why was he twisting my words around? Okay, so maybe I do think his eyes are sexy, and maybe he does remind me of Michael Ealy from Barbershop 2 , but I’d been damned before I tell him that. “All I’m saying is that I’m not in the mood for some muthafucka running game. Been there and got the stretch marks to prove it.” He shook his head and had the nerve to start laughing. “What the hell is so