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  “I am not going to spend the rest of my life being miserable and lonely because my ex husband was a prick. Somehow I intend to find happiness again.” She said with flair.

  “You need to find happiness within first and stop looking at it from somewhere else,” Diana told her.

  “Did you get that from a fortune cookie?” Lila asked her dryly.

  “As a matter of fact I did,” Diana responded with a laugh. “Now can we stop talking about the opposite sex for one day?”

  “Of course.” Dionne said as she topped up her drink. “Your brother Michael is doing something right at that gym of his. I happened to go there one night after my shift was finished and saw him without his shirt on and baby that man has a body on him!”

  “Really Dionne?”

  “What? At least he is family or kind of!”

  The other two girls stared at her and then they burst out laughing!

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  Jeffry ducked his head beneath the shower and allowed the tepid water to run down the length of his body. The game had been hectic and boisterous but it had been good. He had not seen either Patrick or Brad but had heard that Patrick had gone to Europe and Brad was on some cruise with Leesa and the twins. He plunged his fingers through his wet hair and massaged the scalp absently. He was supposed to be going to Emma but his desire had waned somewhat. He had promised her to come over and he supposed he was duty bound to show. He had been fourteen years old when he first noticed his sexuality and that without any effort from him women were willing to give him anything he wanted. He had been fascinated at first and loving the attention that he had not been getting at home but he had become cynical at the ease of which women were drawn to him. He had gone through too many to count but not one of them had ever touched his heart, he wondered if any ever would! He had fancied himself in love with a girl he had met in Europe once but she had turned out to be a player who wanted what he could give her than anything else and he had quickly said goodbye. He had seen his father made a fool of himself over women and had vowed that he would never be that person. He turned off the shower and heard whistling in one of the adjoining ones and knew that the other guys who had been playing games had decided that this was it for the day. He stepped out of the shower install and grabbed a towel, tying it around his waist before going towards the private room he used when he was there. “Good game Rowland,” Lenny Cooper, the owner of several fast food restaurants told him with a smile.

  “Thanks man,” he told him as he entered the room. He stood at the window staring down at the empty courts before with a shake of his head he dried off the water and got dressed. His phone rang just as he was about to leave. “I ordered Italian,” Emma told him sultrily.

  “Lovely,” he responded trying to drum up some enthusiasm. “I am on my way.”

  Chapter 2

  The huge showroom at the towering glass building of Rowland’s Import and Export was alive with activities as the advertising team as well as the PR department rushed to make sure everything was ready for production. Diana had been there for the past half hour and sat quietly as her makeup was renewed. She was not just going to sit in car and pretend she was driving it this time but she was actually going to be reading from a script. The electric blue Porsche gleamed and shone on the dais proudly, waiting for her to take the wheel. It was really a beautiful vehicle, she thought as Manny the makeup artist brushed the foundation over her cheeks. Her hair was teased and loose around her shoulders and her soft green and white summer dress floated around her in a deceptively casual manner. She was playing a woman on the go and did not have time to waste.

  “Okay are we ready?” the director asked anxiously. “Let’s go people.”

  Diana got off the chair and made her way towards the car. She turned to the camera and spoke: “I am a model on the rise and I am required to be at locations at the drop of a hat. Who has time to be slowed down by a vehicle that is unreliable? With my Porsche I am guaranteed to get to my location on time.” The camera panned her as she smiled and opened the door and got in. There was a close up of her pressing the switch to turn on the engine and the powerful sound emitting from it and then cut by the director.

  “Excellent!” he said clapping his hands. “We are going to show one of you going on the road but for now that’s a wrap.”

  Diana heaved a sigh of relief and got out of the vehicle. She was making her way to the area where she had put her things when she looked up and saw him approaching. Her breath caught automatically as she stared at him. Leesa had introduced them sometime last year at her husband’s birthday party and even though she had done a promotion for the company already she had not seen him. He was hard to miss! He was wearing a dark blue custom made suit with red and blue tie and light blue shirt and he looked like some avenging god descending from his lofty place. He was impeccably dressed and had an air of arrogance and insolence about him that she was sure was inbred.

  “Ms. Walker,” he stretched out a hand to her and she took it automatically. “That was quite a performance.”

  “Thank you,” she retrieved her hand quickly.

  “I would like to discuss a long term relationship with you in terms of the company. Do you have an agent?” he asked her briskly, his dark blue eyes searching hers.

  “I do,” she nodded feeling her heartbeat quickening at the offer. Rowland’s was the top car import and export in probably the world and linking up with them meant she would be set financially. She fished into her bag and took out a card and handed it to him. He scanned it briefly before looking up at her.

  “I would like to speak to you about it first. Would you mind coming up to my office?” he asked her.

  “As soon as I take off these clothes and put on my street clothes.” She answered.

  “I will wait.”

  He took the private elevator up and ignored her the entire time as he went on his phone and started texting. He looked up as the doors opened and went forward to hold the door open for her to come through. Diana had changed into a three quarters faded denims and a thin blue silk blouse but had not removed the makeup she had donned for the advertising campaign. She had put on ankle length boots which only managed to make her reach a little below his shoulders.

  “No calls right now Brenda,” he told the chic professional woman sitting behind a large desk briefly as he ushered her into the largest most sumptuous office she had ever seen! Her feet sank into the heavy tan carpet and the large floor to ceiling window offered a spectacular view of the mountainside. “Anything to drink?”

  “No thank you.” Diana felt nervous and slightly intimidated as she sat on one of the plush chairs in front of the massive oak desk.

  He poured himself some orange juice and came to sit next to her. It was a little past eleven in the morning and she had been surprised that the shoot had taken such a short time. It was Monday and the middle of August and she had every intention of going out to take advantage of the weather by going by the park.

  “We have shipments coming in from all over and we have started an aggressive campaign to get the vehicles out of the showroom and into the car marts.” He put his glass on a fancy cream and brown table next to him as he turned to her. “I like the way you look in our cars,” a slight smile tilted his mobile lips and had her staring at him. “We can have a contract drawn up and you have someone look at it and we go from there.”

  “It sounds like something I would be interested in,” she thought for a moment. “I have to discuss it first with Leesa of course and if it does not stop me from doing my shows then I am all for it.”

  “Good,” he said briskly. “I understand Leesa is back now?”

  “She came back yesterday. I have a meeting with her in the afternoon.”

  “Nice working with you Ms. Walker,” he stood indicating that the meeting was over.

  “Same here and if you don’t mind the name is Diana. I am not much for formalities.”

  “Jeffry,” he told her with an approvi
ng nod. “I will be seeing you Diana,” he stepped aside for her to pass him and watched as she made her way to the door. She walked with confidence, he thought for a moment, eyeing her, distracted by the way the denims hugged her full figure. She was quite a beautiful woman, he thought in surprise.

  She closed the door quietly behind her without looking back and he stood there looking at the closed door before going around to his desk.

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  “Leigh-Ann sweetie please do not put that in your mouth it’s dirty,” Leesa admonished her year old daughter gently as the toddler picked up a pebble from the ground and made as if to put it inside her mouth. The child was a stunning replica of her father with ash blonde curls around her adorable face and dark green eyes. Her brother Lucas had wild dark brown curls around his face and the most angelic hazel eyes one had ever seen! They were both in swimsuits as well as Leesa who was wearing a stunning white one piece that could not hide her slight baby bump. The nanny was keeping a watchful eye on the children even though the mother was present.

  “I can’t believe you are pregnant!” Diana said as she greeted the woman with a hug before taking a seat on one of the lounge chairs, her gaze admiring as she took in the glow on the woman’s beautiful face.

  “Neither can my husband,” Leesa said with a laugh as she poured lemonade for both of them. “I did tell him that I wanted three children. He is hoping that it’s just one this time and not two.”

  “You look great! Europe agrees with you and of course motherhood and being a wife.”

  “I am happy so much so that I have to pinch myself each time I wake up. My husband is wonderful and amazing and of course I happen to think he is the best man in the entire world!” she said with a grin.

  “Of course.” Diana said with a laugh. “Where is this paragon of virtue now?”

  “He has a new project going on. He keeps calling to make sure we are okay. That man sure can worry,” she said shaking her head. “Okay darling enough about my wonderful life, tell me what’s new with you.”

  Diana told her about the contract with Rowland’s Import and Export and the woman clapped her hands in delight. “Darling that’s wonderful! Jeffry is a very smart business man and is as sharp as a tack. You are in good hands! I understand your shows in Europe did very well too?”

  “They did.” Diana reached out to clasp the woman’s slender hands. “I want to officially thank you for giving me this break and believing in me.”

  “You mean the package with the delightful body gel and bath salts were not thanks enough?” Leesa asked her teasingly.

  “Part of the package.” Diana said with a grin looking over as Leigh-Ann toddled over to her mom. “Mama!” she chortled lifting her chubby arms to be lifted.

  “Yes darling this is your Mama and pretty soon I won’t be able to lift you. Ah here is your daddy calling.” She answered the phone and Diana felt something pass over her at the look on the woman’s face as she spoke to her husband. “I am still by the pool baby and yes we are okay. We actually have a visitor. Diana came to see me.” She paused: a smile on her face as she listened. “Okay my love: please remember to eat something and we have that dinner this evening, if you are not too tired. I love you more my darling; see you later.”

  Diana realized that one day in the future she hoped to find a love like that!

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  Delia Walker had worked hard all her life to make sure her children had the things she never had and so far she had succeeded. When she looked at them she would often shake her head and send up a silent prayer that they had turned out more than okay. A single mother living in the projects it had taken a lot of work and prayer to make sure they came out to something. She had been in love with the low life husband of hers who had knocked her up two times and had fallen prey to the way society saw almost every black man: out of work and lazy! He had run off one night without a word leaving her with two small children. Instead of crying and feeling sorry for herself she had taken any work she could get to make sure they went to school and refused to accept hand outs. She was the one who had brought them into the world and it was her responsibility to take care of them. She was not going to let the government shoulder her burden. She had their photos displayed prominently in her salon that she was now the proud owner of and would glow in pride as people commented on how they looked and what they had achieved. She had taken the ones of her daughter from the magazines and put them up all around and would find herself looking at her baby girl and not believing that it was her. Her son Michael was a looker and a heartbreaker like his dad but she was praying that he found some nice girl and settled down.

  It was nine o’clock and her clients were due to come in at any moment but her daughter was coming by and for that they would have to wait.

  She smiled broadly as the door tinkled announcing her arrival. “Girl you are just in time!” she hurried over and hugged her tightly. Delia was small and plump with a genial attractive face that had you telling her all your problems. Diana looked like her somewhat but had taken some of the exceptional good looks from her father as well.

  “Mama you have added more pictures?” Diana looked around the small cozy salon in amazement.

  “Of course! I am a proud mother so what do you expect?” she bustled away around the back to get them something to drink. “Okay baby girl I am not opening until nine thirty so we can have a good chat.”

  “Remember how you said you wanted to put an addition to this place and put in a kind of small luncheon area?” Diana asked her as they sat on one of the faded red sofas in the corner.

  “Yes but one step at a time baby girl.”

  “What would you say if I told you that I could make it happen now?” Diana asked her mother, her eyes twinkling.

  “What are you saying?’

  “I am saying that I have enough money to make the dream come through.”

  “What are you not telling me?”

  Diana told her about the contract she had signed with Rowland’s and her mother stared at her in shock.

  “You mean the car place I see on television every day?”

  “The very one.”

  “The Lord be praised” she grabbed her daughter in a tight hug and felt the tears in her eyes.

  “So how soon can I send someone around to do the estimates?” Diana asked her gently as she released her.

  “Baby girl are you sure?”

  “You have been mother and father to Michael and I and we cannot thank you enough. I am positive.”

  Delia could not stop the tears and Diana pulled her mother into her arms and was thankful she could get the chance to do something for her in return.

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  Abigail quivered beneath his fingers deliciously as he roamed her body. She had told Jack that she had some shopping to do in case he wanted to know where she was going. He had nodded absently and she had called Leon on her way out. He was attending college but was on summer break and would not be going back until sometime in September so they made use of the time he was in town. He was the son of one of her friends: Lillian Forsythe, wife of restaurateur, Brandon Forsythe and she had met Lucas during one of their many parties. She had seen him looking at her with lust on his handsome face and had given him her number discreetly. He had called her eagerly and they had met at an apartment that belonged to a friend of his. He had told her that he was attracted to her and she had been so flattered. He had started kissing her and she had let him. He had undressed her and had used his mouth on her body with such expertise that she had been sobbing against him. When he entered her with his young and very agile penis she had cried out in pleasure.

  He lifted her legs and bent them at the knees as he crouched in front of her taking his time as he pushed his tongue inside her. She was moaning and thrashing on the bed as he increased the pace. He came out just before the orgasm splintered through him and entered her forcefully. He took her mouth with his hungrily and she clung to him lifting her body and reaching
for his. She could not get enough and when he was gone she would beg him to come home on weekends. She was falling in love with him but did not care. He lifted his head and stared down at her. “I want you to have my child.” His young handsome face was intense as he stroked inside her.

  “We can’t,” she gasped digging her nails into his shoulders.

  “I love you!” he told her passionately as he gripped her hips with his fingers bitingly.

  “I love you too but I can’t” she framed his face with her hands. “Please Lucas just be sensible.”

  “You are beautiful and I want to be with you all the time.” He told her stubbornly. He was twenty and she was thirty one but she knew if she left Jack for him that very soon he would get tired of her and want to be with someone his own age and besides his family was powerful enough to destroy her.

  “Please let us enjoy being together for the time being,” she pleaded bringing his head down to hers.

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  Jeffry stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his trim waist loosely as he padded barefoot into the kitchen to pour himself something to drink. He had opted to live on his own even though the manor had too many rooms to count. His suite was still there untouched and he knew his father kept hoping that he would come back to live under the same roof with him. But he did not like to be there feeling as if Abigail was just waiting to pounce on him and devour him in one gulp. The woman was a predator and he could not believe that his father could not see it. But it was his life and the good thing about it she had signed a prenup which meant she could not get her greedy little hands on the money they had worked so hard to achieve.

  He lived in the pent house suite in a building that was owned by the company. The suite was complete with three bedrooms and three baths and boasted a balcony and a patio where he loved to stay in the summers and looked out over the landscape especially when the sun was going down. He had a housekeeper who came in during the days to tidy up and prepare dinner for when he got home. He mostly ate at the club on the weekends where he was playing some game or the other. He worked hard and played hard and did a lot of entertaining. He rarely brought a woman to his apartment thinking that it was his place of solace and he did not relish another person stepping into it. Emma had called him before he left the office wanting to know if they could have dinner but he had turned her down. He had gone to her place two weeks ago and the sex had been lack luster. He had left there restless and dissatisfied and had decided that maybe it was time to call it quits.