Feels Like Falling Excerpt
Feels Like Falling (excerpt)
FEELS LIKE FALLING
FEELS LIKE FALLING
by Michelle McGriff
URBAN/KENSINGTON 2006
Dedication
To Uncle Samuel, Cousin Michael, Uncle Son-Son, Uncle Ike, Uncle Preston, Cousin Tim, and all the other brave men in my family who fought and currently are fighting the battle with Cancer.
Uncertainty
Sebastian shrugged into the jacket of his tuxedo. He smoothed back his hair again out of reflex, yet knowing not a strand was out of place. The mirror didnt lie; he looked damned good.
About that time, TaRae moved up behind him, sliding her arm around his shoulder turning him to her.
She was dressed in blacka spaghetti-strapped number that showed off plenty of cleavage.
He couldnt resist and kissed her neck, inhaling her perfume. Her diamond earrings brought for her on their last anniversary tickled his nose as he gave her one more sniff for good measure, causing her to give way to flirtatious giggles.
Dont make me get naughty, she teased.
You can get naughty anytime you get ready, he flirted back, lightly biting her smooth neck. She pushed him away quicklybefore things went too far.
Were going to be late if you keep this up, she reminded him, looking at her watch.
Ahh, let em eat cake, he answered smugly, all the while knowing he wouldnt miss tonight for anything in the world. Hed worked too hard for this award and he knew he deserved iteveryone knew it.
TaRaes graceful movements were like dance steps as she slid from his tempting arms.
They were good together, the two of themno they were perfect togetherthat, Sebastian knew. There was nothing they couldnt conquer if they paired their mindshe believed that.
In their many years together, the two of them had conquered all things put before themwon all battles. Some fights they didnt realize they were in, until they had conquered themhindsight being their only remembrance. Yes, the Yorks were flying high without a net.
Tonights awardthe big thank you, complete with a plaque installed in the lobby with his name, thanking him for his contribution to the hospitals success, and his large donation to the childrens wing, more than spoke of his generosity and goodness as a human being.
And good things happened to good people,
Sebastian smiled at his beautiful wife as she bent over reaching for her shoe.
Yeahand its all good, he said audibly.
TaRae glanced over her shoulder at him, moving her hips back and forth more than needed while buckling her shoe. You better stop that flirting before I insist that you get naked Mrs. York.
Contemplating jumping her and grabbing a quickie before the ceremony, Sebastian waited for his body to dictate his next actions.
Will we have sex Sebastian He asked himself.
Shes definitely willing, came the internal response.
Stepping towards her, his intent was suddenly and quite uncomfortably derailed by the familiar, ache in his lower belly. Maybe it was nerves; maybe that nagging ulcer again. He grabbed at the pain. TaRae noticed.
Whats wrong sweetie? she asked, quickly putting on her Physicians Hat it was just slightly different from her Mothers Hat; either way, he wished she had neither. All he wanted was a wife, however, TaRae was a very talented general practitioner and he would never begrudge her career choicemade long before they met.
Nothing, he lied. I guess Im just a tad nervous about tonight.
Dont be, she purred, moving close to him and needlessly straightening his tie. You are the man, she added, her slang far from street potentshe was the most un-ethnic black woman he had ever met. And when we get home, Im going show you just how much a man you are, she promised, making a move on him.
Sebastian grinned, hoping their night would end with a follow through on her commitment made. He hoped his foreboding thoughts would not win out over his wonderful mood.
Its time for your physical Dr. York, his secretary had reminded him just the other day.
But there was no time for all of thatnot with this award thing coming up.
The pain was worsening by the second.
You sure youre okay, honey, TaRae asked again.
Sebastian pulled her into an embrace, Why dont you ever call me, baby, anymore, he teased, knowing how she hated the use of that particular term of endearment. She always said it sounded stereotypical and more like a cliché than a true expression of affection.
TaRae moved her face, avoiding his kiss, Im all made up, dear, she fussed, avoiding the pet name he requested. Sebastian shook his head and chuckled under his breath.
I guess I better make a pit stop, he finally admitted.
Ill wait downstairs. I want to make sure Precious has her last minute instructions, TaRae said, regarding their daughter Precious who was still a little huffed about not being included in the evening.
The limousine was waiting outside by the time TaRae, grabbing up her mink, had finished with Precious. Sebastian came down the stairs.
Thought you had gotten stuck in there, she commented, regarding his apparent last minute case of the jitters sending him to the bathroom.
His face showed disconcertion but then againsometimes a trip to the bathroom could be like that. She chuckled at the thought.
Precious was sulking in the den, still upset at being left out. Youll be bored out of your mind.
You treat me like Im nothing more than a child, Precious fussed.
TaRae shushed her with a quick kiss on the cheek. You are. Now stop trying to grow up way too fast. Enjoy your childhood. Blink and itll be gone.
Be good for Mommy and Daddy, okay Sweetie, TaRae requested. Glancing over at Sebastian, TaRae could tell he still seemed to be having some stomach discomfort.
You okay Sebby? she asked again. He nodded, but did not smile.
Be good, well check in during the evening, he added, speaking in Precious general direction. She rolled her eyes in irritation.
Stepping outside, the cool air hit his face. The sight of the stretch limousine brought a pleasant reality, one that helped him push the pain back; way backso far back in his mind he didnt give attention to it again for the rest of the evening. As a matter of fact, he didnt think much about the pain againuntil it was too late
FEELS LIKE FALLING
FEELS LIKE FALLING
by Michelle McGriff
URBAN/KENSINGTON 2006
Dedication
To Uncle Samuel, Cousin Michael, Uncle Son-Son, Uncle Ike, Uncle Preston, Cousin Tim, and all the other brave men in my family who fought and currently are fighting the battle with Cancer.
Uncertainty
Sebastian shrugged into the jacket of his tuxedo. He smoothed back his hair again out of reflex, yet knowing not a strand was out of place. The mirror didnt lie; he looked damned good.
About that time, TaRae moved up behind him, sliding her arm around his shoulder turning him to her.
She was dressed in blacka spaghetti-strapped number that showed off plenty of cleavage.
He couldnt resist and kissed her neck, inhaling her perfume. Her diamond earrings brought for her on their last anniversary tickled his nose as he gave her one more sniff for good measure, causing her to give way to flirtatious giggles.
Dont make me get naughty, she teased.
You can get naughty anytime you get ready, he flirted back, lightly biting her smooth neck. She pushed him away quicklybefore things went too far.
Were going to be late if you keep this up, she reminded him, looking at her watch.
Ahh, let em eat cake, he answered smugly, all the while knowing he wouldnt miss tonight for anything in the world. Hed worked too hard for this award and he knew he deserved iteveryone knew it.
TaRaes graceful movements were like dance steps as she slid from his tempting arms.
They were good together, the two of themno they were perfect togetherthat, Sebastian knew. There was nothing they couldnt conquer if they paired their mindshe believed that.
In their many years together, the two of them had conquered all things put before themwon all battles. Some fights they didnt realize they were in, until they had conquered themhindsight being their only remembrance. Yes, the Yorks were flying high without a net.
Tonights awardthe big thank you, complete with a plaque installed in the lobby with his name, thanking him for his contribution to the hospitals success, and his large donation to the childrens wing, more than spoke of his generosity and goodness as a human being.
And good things happened to good people,
Sebastian smiled at his beautiful wife as she bent over reaching for her shoe.
Yeahand its all good, he said audibly.
TaRae glanced over her shoulder at him, moving her hips back and forth more than needed while buckling her shoe. You better stop that flirting before I insist that you get naked Mrs. York.
Contemplating jumping her and grabbing a quickie before the ceremony, Sebastian waited for his body to dictate his next actions.
Will we have sex Sebastian He asked himself.
Shes definitely willing, came the internal response.
Stepping towards her, his intent was suddenly and quite uncomfortably derailed by the familiar, ache in his lower belly. Maybe it was nerves; maybe that nagging ulcer again. He grabbed at the pain. TaRae noticed.
Whats wrong sweetie? she asked, quickly putting on her Physicians Hat it was just slightly different from her Mothers Hat; either way, he wished she had neither. All he wanted was a wife, however, TaRae was a very talented general practitioner and he would never begrudge her career choicemade long before they met.
Nothing, he lied. I guess Im just a tad nervous about tonight.
Dont be, she purred, moving close to him and needlessly straightening his tie. You are the man, she added, her slang far from street potentshe was the most un-ethnic black woman he had ever met. And when we get home, Im going show you just how much a man you are, she promised, making a move on him.
Sebastian grinned, hoping their night would end with a follow through on her commitment made. He hoped his foreboding thoughts would not win out over his wonderful mood.
Its time for your physical Dr. York, his secretary had reminded him just the other day.
But there was no time for all of thatnot with this award thing coming up.
The pain was worsening by the second.
You sure youre okay, honey, TaRae asked again.
Sebastian pulled her into an embrace, Why dont you ever call me, baby, anymore, he teased, knowing how she hated the use of that particular term of endearment. She always said it sounded stereotypical and more like a cliché than a true expression of affection.
TaRae moved her face, avoiding his kiss, Im all made up, dear, she fussed, avoiding the pet name he requested. Sebastian shook his head and chuckled under his breath.
I guess I better make a pit stop, he finally admitted.
Ill wait downstairs. I want to make sure Precious has her last minute instructions, TaRae said, regarding their daughter Precious who was still a little huffed about not being included in the evening.
The limousine was waiting outside by the time TaRae, grabbing up her mink, had finished with Precious. Sebastian came down the stairs.
Thought you had gotten stuck in there, she commented, regarding his apparent last minute case of the jitters sending him to the bathroom.
His face showed disconcertion but then againsometimes a trip to the bathroom could be like that. She chuckled at the thought.
Precious was sulking in the den, still upset at being left out. Youll be bored out of your mind.
You treat me like Im nothing more than a child, Precious fussed.
TaRae shushed her with a quick kiss on the cheek. You are. Now stop trying to grow up way too fast. Enjoy your childhood. Blink and itll be gone.
Be good for Mommy and Daddy, okay Sweetie, TaRae requested. Glancing over at Sebastian, TaRae could tell he still seemed to be having some stomach discomfort.
You okay Sebby? she asked again. He nodded, but did not smile.
Be good, well check in during the evening, he added, speaking in Precious general direction. She rolled her eyes in irritation.
Stepping outside, the cool air hit his face. The sight of the stretch limousine brought a pleasant reality, one that helped him push the pain back; way backso far back in his mind he didnt give attention to it again for the rest of the evening. As a matter of fact, he didnt think much about the pain againuntil it was too late
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