Hey guys!

So I told you bout a potential new fantasy/ historical book.
I was thinking of calling it 'Sweet tooth'.

A love triangle mix between one girl, a male vampire and a male werewolf.

Of course, it will be all about black people and people of colour.

What do you guys think?
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Douglas Coleman's POV

"If I hear another word of this incomplete story, while it is incomplete, I'm gonna lose my patience with you" I tell one of my journalists, June.

She's on Bryce's team, in Fashion and design and she's very good at what she does apart from the occasional slip up, because she's too busy ogling my brother at most times of the day.

She nods, shaking like a leaf and rushes out.

Just as she walks out, Temah walks in, a huge grin on her face.

The fact that she is smiling immediately brings a smile to my face.

I've been looking after her the past few days until I made sure that she was better.

Then my eyes trail to her outfit.

^^ Temah's outfit.

"What are you so excited about?" I ask her, chuckling at the look on her face.

"Bryce is on the front page!" She squeals.

"Well, his article, but you get why I'm so happy" she giggles and my smile gets broader.

I love how excited she gets for the company.

She's always so optimistic when something good happens to us.

"Look!" She says, waving the paper in my face.

I smile, taking it from her.

"Yeah I read it this morning and I've congratulated my brother already." I say.

She smiles.

"He and Crystal will probably celebrate together later" she says with a smirk and I chuckle deeply.

"Yeah?" I ask.

She sits in the chair opposite me.

"Yeah. And we should do something for him. This is kinda huge" she says, getting thoughtful.

"What were you thinking?" I ask, getting up and walking towards the door, closing it.

"Maybe we should take him somewhere. Amina, Crystal and your parents could come also" she says.

"Where would we go?" I ask and she shrugs.

"Well I mean, Bry, isn't really into all that fancy stuff. How 'bout a gathering or something? He really liked my family's cookout." She says and I nearly scowl at her adorable nickname for him.

I shake the jealousy out of my head and lean down to kiss her neck.

"Hm, Douglas! Behave, we'll have plenty of time for that, this weekend" she giggles, then smacks her hand over her mouth, making me freeze.

"What's happening this weekend?" I ask.

"Well it was meant to be a surprise, but we're going somewhere for a few days." She says.

"We?" I ask skeptically and she giggles, standing up and turning to face me and wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Yeah, we. Me and you" she says and I slip my hands around her waist, giving her ass a light squeeze.

Her eyes darken considerably at that small action and I grin down at her.

"Are you trying to take advantage of me, in your office, Mr Coleman?" She asks with a giggle.

If by 'take advantage' She means 'bend her over my desk and fuck her till she can't move' then sure.

I smirk and lean forward to kiss her, but she ducks underneath me.

"Temah!" I whine and she chuckles, coyly.

"I'm serious! We'll have time for this on the weekend" she protests.

I move closer to her until she's trapped against the door.

She looks down and notices the tightness of my pants.

She smirks and rubs her hand gently over him.

I say nothing, my eyes following her movement.

She puts her hand, down my pants, using the other to unzip me.

She takes it out and rubs it up and down.

"You're getting addicted" She tells me.

"I'm not ashamed of it" I respond with a shrug.

She says nothing as she gets on her knees, taking most of it into her mouth and wrapping her tongue around it slowly.

I let out a soft groan and she continues.

She continues, giving me head until I finish and she smirks.

"You good?" She asks.

I nod, speechlessly.

"Good" she responds, licking her lips.

"Now get back to work, we've got a lot to do" she says.

"Yes, ma'am" I say, zipping myself back up.

She reaches up and kisses my cheek.

"I'll see you later" she says.

I nod.

"You coming over tonight? I'm ordering Chinise" I say, sitting back at my desk.

"Sure, I'll just change and then head through." She says.

"Or... you could start leaving a bunch of your clothes at mine or borrow my clothes" I say, grinning at the thought of her in my clothes.

"Hm, I'll think about it" she responds.

I nod.

Just as she is about to leave, June, from earlier walks into the room.

She scowls at Temah and Temah smiles all big at her with a wink, making June scowl even more.

What is that about?

I'll ask her tonight.

Temah saunters past and out of the room as if she wasn't on her knees, a second ago, making me smirk to myself.

I quickly become serious though, when June starts to speak.

The more she continues to speak, the more I wonder why she is being spiteful towards my girlfriend, but I decide not to blast her.

Until I know the exact reason why.

                               ***

"Baby, this is really comfy, but I look so stupid" I hear Temah's voice from behind me.

I turn around to look at her and my eyes trail over her instinctively.

She wears one of my Jerseys and it's huge on her, stopping at her knees.

I grin softly at her and she walks towards me.

"D'you like it?" She asks, pulling it further over her legs.

"Yeah" I say biting my lip.

She sits in my lap.

"What are you thinking?" She asks, running her fingers through my hair.

I twist my fingers through her hair and tug a little.

"You don't wanna know" I say and she rolls her eyes.

"You ain't always gotta be a gentleman!" She sighs, teasingly, making me raise an eyebrow.

Just as I'm about the answer, the doorbell rings.

She gets up to go and answer it, and I yank her back down, pulling her underneath me, holding her down with my full weight.

"Douglas!" She gasps, trying to wriggle out from underneath me.

"Nah, I'm getting the door, not you, not in what you're wearing" I say.

"Baby, get up!" She giggles, and my heart warms at her calling me baby.

I jump off of her, running in the direction of the door.

I open the door and take the food, paying for the food.

I take the food to the living room to find Temah still sprawled on the couch comfortably, watching tv.

She gets up.

"What kind of jersey is this for, anyway?" She asks, me.

"Manchester United!" I cheer, pumping my fists in the air, dramatically.

"Ain't y'all doing quite shit?" She asks, with a smirk.

"I don't want to hear it" I say, tuning out any slander concerning my favourite English team.

She giggles and I hand her, the box with her food in it.

"What's with you and June?" I ask, eating more of my beef stew.

Temah shrugs.

"Don't get mad" Temah says looking up at me.

"I'll try not to" I respond.

"She thinks I have a thing for your brother because I'm close to him." She rushes out all at once.

I chuckle.

"Why would I be upset?" I ask.

My girlfriend gives me a pointed look.

I sigh.

"I'm not that bad, am I?" I ask.

She chuckles, not answering the question, so I leave it there.

We eat, and watch documentaries on the tv like an old couple, and when we're done, we clean up and lay back down on my couch, my hands, absent mindedly, roaming the length of her body.

She kisses on my neck and it's then that I realise that no matter where she touches me, or how, I'm happy.

And then it dawns on me.

I might love this girl.

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Hey all!

What did you think of this one?

~ Xo.