his hands thoroughly, he decided to visit a few airport stores to give DaNikka enough time to get her luggage and exit. As he came down the escalator near the luggage carousel, he noticed that there appeared to be some type of delay. Their luggage hadn't been removed from the aircraft yet. He also noticed that DaNikka was standing behind Angela, glaring at her with contempt.
"There you are. Hey, baby." Angela walked over to Will and stepped into his embrace. As he hugged Angela, DaNikka trapped his gaze, her eyes swelling with hell's fire. At that moment, the luggage carousel began moving.
"It looks like the luggage is finally here. Why don't you go pull the car around?"
"Do you need any help?" Angela asked.
"No. I'll be outside in a moment." Angela left and Will waited for his luggage. When his luggage arrived, he grabbed it and stood before DaNikka. He looked into her tear-filled eyes and quickly kissed her on the cheek.
"Keep it tight and wet for me," he whispered and then continued onward.
CHAPTER 6
ANGELA
W hen Angela saw Will finally emerge from inside the building, she popped the trunk on her gold Infiniti. Will placed his luggage in the trunk and got in the car. He kissed Angela on the lips and then buckled his seat belt.
"How was your trip?" Angela asked as they drove toward the highway.
"It was good. We did plenty of team-building exercises and I attended a seminar about conflict resolution."
"How many people were there?" Angela asked as she reached for her bottled water sitting snugly inside the cup holder.
"I don't know the exact number, but I think about sixty," Will answered as he yawned. "Man, I'm tired."
"Well, it was a long flight. You're probably a little jet-lagged. You should soak in the whirlpool when we get home."
"Yeah, that sounds like a plan. Could you put some of your sea salts and aromatherapy in it for me?"
Angela smiled. "I'd love to but I have to head down to the station once I drop you off at home. I'm also going to be late getting in tonight because of the Black Journalists' meeting."
"Oh, yeah. I forgot about your meeting. You're speaking to high-school students tonight, right?" Will asked as he reclined his seat and yawned once again.
"Stop that. You know yawning is contagious."
"Can't help it, babe. Long business trips completely drain me." Will laughed.
"Well, did you get any type of sleep while you were out there?"
"Not really."
"Why not?" Angela asked.
"Sometimes it's hard to get comfortable in a strange bed. The bed was a little lumpy and the pillows were not as soft as I would have liked them to be," Will complained.
"I know how that can be," Angela agreed. "Your brother called early this morning. That fool called the house at 5:00 a.m."
"What the hell did he want?" Will asked.
"He wanted to know when you'd be home. He said that he needed to talk to you right away."
"I'll catch up with Smokey when I feel like it. I'm just not in the mood for any of his bullshit today."
"You two really should consider selling that house in Pittsburg," Angela said as she began driving through their gated community.
"Smokey doesn't want to leave there. I've talked to him about it several times and he refuses even to consider selling the property. His reasons for staying are silly, but we both own the house. I can't sell it unless he agrees."
Angela parked the car in the driveway. "Maybe he'll change his mind. It would be safer for him if he moved. Well, get your things. I'll see you later on tonight," Angela said.
"Okay, baby. I'm going to go in and take a nice long bath." Will groaned as he exited the car. He pulled his luggage out of the trunk and entered their home through the garage. Angela backed out of the driveway and continued on to work.
When Angela arrived at the television studio, she made her way toward her office. The place was buzzing with telephones ringing and multiple conversations. Her coworkers were busy getting the facts on