void.
“Close your eyes, Daisy,” Jasper’s voice whispered.
“They’re closed.”
“Turn around,” he commanded sensually.
“Okay.”
“You don’t mind, do you?” Jasper asked, placing a blindfold over Daisy’s eyes.
“Anything for you, Jasper. Whatever, however you want.”
“Lie back. Can I touch you? No, let me see you touch yourself. Daisy, show me where and how you want to be touched.”
An intense heat overcame Daisy’s body. Her hands became his hands. She moaned and arched her back as his hand caressed her breasts. The other played in her hair, massaging her scalp. Parting her legs, she begged for him. “Please, Jasper. Please,” she whispered as he traced his finger along the top of her panties, gradually working his way down the V of silk that separated his hand from her flesh. In one swift motion, Daisy lifted her legs and pulled her panties off. She groaned, throbbed, and cried. Jasper’s lovemaking had always made her cry. “So good.” Daisy bit her lip, his touch familiar as he gently prodded her and made his way inside.
“I’ll always love you, Daisy.”
“Tell me you’re mine, Jasper. All mine.”
“I’m yours. Only yours.”
Daisy sat up and looked around. Jasper’s words startled her from her ecstasy. They seemed too lifelike, almost as if he were whispering in her ear. Only yours, she thought as she reached for the remote. She searched frantically, switching between rewind and fast-forward. Daisy became angrier each time she heard Jasper lie. A total of eight times he had told her that he belonged to her alone.
Daisy jumped off the bed and grabbed her robe, hiding her nakedness from Jasper’s ghost. “How could you? How could you lie to me all those years? You loved me, right? Only me?”
Daisy sat on the edge of the bed and sobbed. So many lies, so many half-truths, had shattered her world. Everyone was right; she’d been deceiving herself. Jasper may have been wrong, but she’d been the fool to fall victim to his game.
What happened to me? What happened to Daisy Parker—not Jasper’s Daisy, but Daisy’s Daisy? How could I have been so wrong? How could loving someone so much that you give in completely be a mistake?
“You did this to me, Jasper,” she said out loud. “You took everything from me and gave me nothing but pain and humiliation.”
Deep inside, all those times Jasper hadn’t come home when he was supposed to, she’d known something was wrong. She’d always had a suspicion when Jasper conveniently had to be away most of the holidays. Daisy chided herself for not pushing to meet his family. What kind of man is with you for seven years and doesn’t introduce you to his mother? What kind of fool was I to believe that they didn’t get along, and not even ask why?
Daisy got up, went to wash Jasper’s scent off her.
Daisy set the table while she waited for Ming Li and Gigi to arrive.
The doorbell rang. “Hope you two are hungry,” Daisy sang, opening the door.
“Daisy Parker?” asked a smiling, friendly faced man dressed in a blue suit.
“Yes?”
He handed her an envelope. “Daisy Parker, you have just been served.”
4
D aisy, Ming Li, and Gigi sat around the dining room table eating silently. Daisy pushed her plate away. “What am I going to do now? I’m unemployed, and I’ve just been legally ordered to move out.”
Ming Li wiped her mouth with a napkin. “Good question. What about Jasper’s attorney? He had a lawyer, right?”
Gigi took a sip of chardonnay and dabbed her mouth. “Ming Li, I know where you’re going with this. Do you think…she can’t block the eviction, can she?”
Daisy sighed impatiently. “Can you two speak English, please? What are you talking about?”
Ming Li retrieved her flask from her purse, took a sip, and set it on the table. “If you think about it, Camille is Jasper’s wife—”
“Tell me something I don’t know.” Daisy rolled her eyes, tired of being reminded.
“Listen