She waited on several regulars. Jewel had placed a steaming cup of coffee at table eight, but the liquid was beginning to grow cold and so were her nerves.He's not coming back.She shook her head, fighting tears, and made the rounds hoping she was wrong."Holding my table?" Goosebumps rose on her arms and she took a deep breath of relief before glancing over her shoulder. Matt stood with a sexy grin, admiring her ass, and causing her to blush. Just before giving him a set-down, she noticed a man standing slightly to the side of Matt. This must be Stephon and he was just-wow."Cat got your tongue?""No." Without thinking, she stuck out the tongue in question. "I didn't think you were coming."He gave a naughty grin and then tipped his head gesturing to the man beside him. "I brought a friend."She transferred the coffee carafe into her left hand and put her right one out. "Hi. I'm Jewel." A large warm palm engulfed hers. "I'm Stephon.""What would you like to drink? There's cold coffe
"I like her," Stephon said after we walked a block from the diner."I thought you might.""Why didn't you tell me about the scar?""Because I knew it wouldn't make a difference." Matt's voice was almost smug and he was unable to hide the slight grin on his lips.Stephon let Matt have the win this time. "I think it makes me like her more. I see why you find her attractive."This isn't just attraction but Matt couldn't find the right words and now was not the time. "It's more than that.""Yes, it is." Stephon said and began whistling a tune Matt hadn't heard before. They walked back to the hotel, each lost in their own thoughts.Krispin called an exhausting session of practice, so the day flew by while they rehearsed, giving them little time to discuss Jewel. They talked about their weekend schedule while they walked back to the diner that evening.Jewel came out of the kitchen, minus her apron, and walked toward the door when she saw them waiting. Matt held her hand while they m
Jewel kicked the couch and then wished she hadn't. Now her foot hurt more than after a long day at work. Matt had actually spoken to Stephon about spanking her. Jewel would die of humiliation if she ever saw Stephon again. She wanted to kill Matt, but unfortunately she wanted to do other things to his delectable body too.A solid knock had her opening the door. Her jaw dropped and she tried to close it in Stephon's smug face, but his foot blocked it."I'm here to make amends.""Remove. Your. Foot.""I'd be happy to." He pushed gently past her and entered the small apartment.She didn't close the door. "Leave or I'm calling the police."His hand came out, holding his cell phone. "Matt said you didn't have a phone so here, use mine."She looked at the phone then back at him. "Please leave." Her voice dropped in defeat."I'd like to talk first." He headed to the couch and sat down.She slammed the door, feeling her anger increase, and then walked into the kitchen and removed a be
He placed his hand on the small of Jewel's back and with gentle, guiding movements led her past several restaurants in the hotel. Fortunately, La Roca Ardiente didn't require a tie or dinner jacket, because, unlike Stephon, Matt hated wearing either.Feeling the tension in Jewel's body, he knew things were only going to get worse. He thought about ordering her another drink, but decided to wait and see if she'd stick around long enough to finish the second one.She was the first woman who just might run the opposite way when she discovered who they were. Their sexual preference was bound to take her over the edge if she found out tonight, and he hoped Stephon would understand and not fuck up again.The ma顃re d' also knew their names, and seated them at a table in the far corner away from prying eyes and ears.Jewel finished off her first drink and looked between the two men, giving them a look of mild irritation. "Would you mind telling me a little more about the job the two of you
She followed Angela with feelings of trepidation. Jewel was in way over her head when it came to celebrities, and then added to that, Angela was one of the most beautiful women she'd ever seen.Jewel lagged slightly and Angela grasped her hand, pulling her along without a care in the world. The bathroom was as luxurious as the hotel, and Angela led her to a couch in the waiting area exclusively for the ladies.She watched Jewel closely. "Sorry, I had to get you alone. I've never seen Matt or Stephon have more than a one-night stand. From what I've heard, neither of them kept their head in the game during rehearsal. Krispin says their minds are only half on their performances this weekend. Everyone's been dying to meet you."Jewel didn't think she was hearing Angela right. "Well, ah...what?"Angela's full laugh echoed off the walls and she took Jewel's hand back in hers. "You're priceless, dear. Don't let those boys bulldoze you.""Boys?"Angela got a funny look on her face. "You'
"Can I smell your hands to see if you finger fucked her?" Stephon said as soon as the car door closed and Matt settled inside."You're a sick bastard.""Probably, but it's quite frustrating to be on this end."A long breath left Matt's lungs. "Yeah, it must be. I'm getting the feeling you might not care for her." Matt hated to put his thoughts into words, but he was becoming too involved with Jewel and was worried if he didn't act quickly, he wouldn't be able to back out."Come here." Stephon pulled Matt up against his body and paused for a moment before speaking. "I see why you like her and it's driving me crazy not to get the same response as you."Matt knew Stephon couldn't see his smile and knew he had to tell his friend the truth. "You don't see the looks she gives you when you're not aware. Her eyes burn, but she doesn't understand we're both available. She's trying so hard to be loyal."Stephon sighed. "I'm not too sure about that." He tightened his arms, knowing Matt could take
Stephon called 911 and gave the name of the cafe, having no idea what the address was. He disconnected after being assured officers were on the way."Can you hold on a little longer before we get you cleaned up?"Her body stiffened. "I don't want anyone seeing me like this.""I know," he said while lightly smoothing strands of hair from her battered face, "but I want the police to take pictures of your injuries before we clean them."She gave a small giggle through her tears. "What on earth would make you think that way?""I saw it on television. I hate to say this, but you might have his DNA on you. If the knife is still out front it should have some too.""You watch CSI?"He bent in close to her ear and whispered huskily, "It's one of my favorite shows." "You're joking?" She gave another small sniff."Yes, but if it makes you feel better, go ahead and believe it."She actually laughed and his heart unclenched for the first time since hearing her cry for help. Minutes later, he looke
She wanted to die of mortification. God. Stephon was sexy as hell, but Matt was her guy. And, she wanted Matt for her guy. She did. These feelings of sexual attraction to Stephon were because of the attack and Stephon being there and saving her. She knew it and also knew she had to get her head on straight.Her mind flashed to the shower, and though she didn't see Stephon's body, she felt him against her back. The hardening of his cock made her catch her breath. When he started washing her, his hands ran between her body and Matt's, and she felt Matt's cock stiffen against her belly. Even after all she had suffered that morning, it was undeniably the sexiest thing she'd ever experienced.She removed the towel from her hair and ran her fingers through the wet strands, knowing she looked a mess. At least she was clean. The thought brought a blush to her cheeks again and she lifted her fingers, only to stop when she touched the swelling on her face. She quickly moved the ice back up and