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“Home” – Chapter 4
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Chapter 4
“Good the bastard’s blood is not in the contracts.”
“Damn Marina! You were serious about Miguel not finding out about this.”
“Yeah, deadly serious. He found out the hard way,” I said.
I need the cleaning crew,” SAM said into the phone.
I glanced at my watch nervously, pacing back and forth, feeling the tension in the air.
“Go,” SAM said. “I’ll handle the rest, call me later.”
I agreed to calling later to check in, and left to drive to the bistro. I maneuvered the car through traffic effortlessly and arrived at the Bistro in record time. The drive was typically longer then the 15 minutes it took me, so I allowed a smile to cross my face as I walked inside.
I sat down at a table and politely ordered an iced tea while I waited for Jodie to arrive. I checked my watch once more as she entered the bistro, another 15 minutes had passed, and she greeted with a smile.
“Hi Marina.”
“Hi yourself,” I shot back. “What hotel are we going to? I’m hoping it’s close by.”
“Is that all you think about?” Jodie asked.
“Have you seen your body?” I whispered in Jodie’s ear. “It’s all I can think about.”
I get up and take hold of Jodie’s hand and walk toward the door.
“I’m taking you for a ride today,” I say with a smile on my face. “I’ll tell Ed we don’t need him and I’ll call him later.”
I step into Jodie’s car excited by the tension in the air.
“Where are we going?”
“The only clue you’ll get Marina is that I’m taking you to a place where you’ll get very wet and love every second of it,” Jodie purred.
After a short drive, Jodie pulled the car up to a small marina. After she parked the car, we both got out and began walking toward a long dock. She stopped walking long enough to hand her keys to a gentleman that seemed to understand her unspoken directions.
We walked down the dock, our movements making noise as our feet hit the wooden planks. We stopped at a boat that was slightly bobbing in the water. I looked at the name on the back of the boat and in bright paint, the name was proudly displayed. Most boats have names nautical in nature, this one, had a name that stood out. It was simple, the name ‘Dreams’ was not tied to a nautical theme, but a perfect name for a boat nonetheless.
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(43 votes, average: 3.33 out of 5)
Tam! Excellent chappy….the sex scene…MmMmm…hee hee. Shhhhhh. Talk to you soon.
wot kinda devil has u turned her into???? lmaooo..