wouldn’t leave Jersey
early, canceling the remaining meetings, for just
anybody. This woman had him jacked up, had
him constantly thinking about her, even to the
point of turning down al kinds of offers from
females he almost never used to turn down. But
their sex couldn’t touch hers, and their
personalities couldn’t compare to hers. She
had the inside track at this point in the game,
big time advantages over any other, and he
knew he had to cue her in eventual y on just what
she was getting herself into.
And he thought he had a plan. Thought
he’d get her alone and just lay it out, tel her al
there was to know about him and his life.
Especial y now that she soon would be working
right under his nose, on his turf. He was going
to lay it al on the line. That was the plan,
anyway.
But as soon as they entered her
apartment, and the door shut, and he pul ed her
into his arms, al plans were off. He kissed her,
his lips slowly circled hers, remembering how
she tasted and wanting to taste her even more.
And soon they were tongue to tongue, teeth to
teeth, kissing as if it were going out of style if
they weren’t careful. And it was on from there.
They ended up naked in bed as quickly as their
feet could carry them, and he was al over her,
kissing her, fondling her, entering her, before
either one of them could get a word in
edgewise.
Trina closed her eyes as he entered her,
as she could feel the sheer power of his
manhood poke and prod and slide around deep
within her. And when his gyrations began to
quicken, she held onto him as if she were
upside down on a monkey bar. He pounded,
and she held on, al the way until they both were
lifting up in elation, and then crashing down in
satiation.
They laid there, both drained, and
eventual y fel asleep in each other’s arms. They
would have stayed that way probably til
morning, as they were both bone tired, but Reno
eventual y woke up.
He stayed in bed, however, staring at
Trina. He was fal ing for her, for her laughter
and her uniqueness, for her beauty and the fact
that she didn’t realize just how beautiful she
real y was, for the unyielding sense that this
woman was the catch of the century. And the
idea of losing that, of losing her when he barely
had her to begin with, terrified him. He couldn’t
tel her, not yet. He had to secure her first. He
had to make sure that she was his, and that she
wanted him as badly as he wanted her.
SIX
Over the next week, Trina and Reno were
inseparable. He was spending al of his free
time with her, and she was spending al of her
free time with him. They were, in fact, growing
closer every day. And Trina, to her own
surprise, was enjoying every moment of their
time together.
But one night at work, she thought she
saw a ghost. She was heading to the kitchen,
and she saw something in her peripheral
vision. When she walked back into the kitchen
to wait for Louie to plate the food, and then
returned to the dining hal with her tray, she
looked again. And to her shock, to her
amazement, Scotty Labaray, the ex-boyfriend
she once fled, was seated at a table in
Boyzie’s. She almost dropped her tray.
He was at table eleven, looking
gorgeous in his expensive suit, a pair of
prescription glasses on his tanned, handsome
face. She would have ignored him, would have
pretended like she didn’t see him after serving
the food to table five, but he was staring at her
the entire time; staring with those magnetic soft
blue eyes that made her fal for him in the first
place, one of the biggest mistakes of her life.
She walked over to his table.
“Hey,” he said, with a smile on his face.
“Hey yourself,” Trina replied.
“You are not an easy girl to track, you
know that?” he said. “I went al over Reno
looking for you.”
This concerned Trina. She
remembered how control ing he used to be, how
violent. “And why exactly were you looking for
me?”
He smiled again.