Alex was sunbathing on the patio, so Tristan had put on his shades, looking even sexier. I want him to remove his hat so I can get a full view of his face. Since he has a girlfriend I'm desperate to find his flaw.
"You want to sit on the patio or in the kitchen?" Tristan asks.
"Let's go see the kitchen, please."
"Alright follow me."
We enter this massive kitchen and it's marvelous. He has dark grey and black marbled countertops and stainless steel everything with black and gray marbled handles.
"Mr. Black this kitchen is very modern. Are you sure you're a cabin man?" I tease.
From the fridge he takes out two bottles of alkaline water and hands me one answering, "Call me Tristan. Please sit down."
He pulls out a chair from under his kitchen table. We sit down as he removes his hat and shades. Head down, he plays in his buzz cut then he looks up. His eyes are a bright teal blue. For a moment, I sit stunned.
"Jade, are you okay?"
"Yes! I-I'm sorry, I-I'm fine. Thank you." I stutter.
Tristan gives an inquisitive look. Gulping my water I say, "So, it seems you like the colors gray and black."
"So it seems." He smirks.
Finally, I'm out of my high school crush mode and into professional designer mode, so I begin showing him swatches. Tristan's being serious as well. We discuss several designs then after two hours he says, "Everything else you're free to design."
"You sure? Maybe, I can get Alex's input?" I shrug.
"Why? Alex doesn't live here."
"Well, I just thought... never mind! Thanks for trusting my expertise. I promise you won't be disappointed."
Tristan sits speechless analyzing me with those beautiful magnetizing eyes. Taking a deep breath, I exhale then say, "Well, looks like we're all done here. I'll have the pricing for you by the end of next week, and then we can go from there."
Still staring he asks, "Have we met before, Jade?"
"I don't think so."
"I've definitely seen you before. Maybe we met in a dream." He smirks.
"Well, that would be a phenomenon if we could meet strangers in dreams."
Dazed he continues, "We've met. Let me escort you out. See you next week?"
"Yes."
"Until then, take care. Have a great evening Jade." He closes the door.
Now that was weird because I had met Tristan in my dreams just the other night. His eye color was so piercing I can imagine they would appear to be neon in the dark. I get into my car and as I fix my rearview mirror I notice Tristan pacing in his window walls. He's on his cellphone but he's watching me. I put on my shades as I back out of his cul-de-sac then head to my office.
I'm preparing to leave for the day, and as I'm closing my blinds Blake pulls up. I head to the door to meet him.
"Hello, Ms. Warring." Blake greets very properly.
"Hello, Mr. Duffy." I mimic.
Laughing Blake asks, "Girl, what did you do?"
"I don't know. You tell me." I shrug.
"Mr. Black is being extremely friendly to me. The top executives have a banquet this weekend that he wants me and my wife to attend. He said you and your husband or date are invited as well!"
Blake's ecstatic. In this corporate world hobnobbing with the top people meant everything.
"Well, I'm glad to be of service." I bow.
"Do you have a date, Jade?"
"I don't need a date. I'm comfortable going alone. Plus, I may find me a "single" Mr. Black that day."
"So what's your take on Tristan? Janay doesn't trust him as far as she can carry him. She says his eyes are too devious for her."
Janay is Blake's wife and she's a handful. Very powerful woman of God. She'd give you everything she owns if she thought it'd make you smile, but she's very outspoken and tact isn't her strong suit.
"His eyes are frightfully gorgeous, but he seems like a good person."
"He is! He's never done anything but good for me. I've been trying to convince him to visit our church. Hopefully, now that he knows you, maybe he'll come." Blake winks.
"Not over Alex's dead body!" I laugh.
I ride with Blake and Janay to this banquet. It's a party for society's elite, but I blend in just fine. My parents are bonafide snobs. They live in Maine. I love them but I can never stay with them for over a week. My mom is straight out of a movie snobbish, but she's a good person. This is the only lifestyle she knows, so I can overlook her frailties most times.
We enter the banquet and Blake hands the host our invitations.
"Yes, Mr. Black's party is this way. Follow me." The host says.
As we're walking up to our reserved seats I see Tristan. He looks phenomenal. He has on a white tuxedo jacket with black slacks and a bow tie. He's been perfectly groomed for this event. Had he gotten a facial? His skin looks flawless as if he has on natural makeup. His lips look soft and kissable. His long eyelashes gently cradle and accentuate his mysterious eyes. He's conversing with a group of people, but once our eyes meet he heads my way.
"Blake I'm so glad you could make it. Hello Janay, you look beautiful." Tristan says while holding her hand. Janay glances over at Blake as if to say, This guy is full of it, which causes me to snicker under my breath.
"Hello, Jade. I'm so glad you came. Is your date here?" Tristan asks.
"Blake and Janay are my dates."
"Really?" He says with a lifted brow.
Tristan leads us to our seats, then he walks away. I see Alex. She looks very beautiful. She's wearing a strapless periwinkle gown and her arms are putting mine to shame. Alex is an odd beauty. I'm sure she models. She's tall and her presence demands your attention. She's a brunette with beautiful chestnut eyes and pouty lips. The men are giddy and flirtatious in her presence and she's enjoying the attention. All seems well with her until she sees me. Instantly, she stops what she's doing and then heads towards the table.
"Hi, Jade. I didn't know you worked with Tristan," says Alex.
"I don't. He works with my friends. They invited me to come."
I tell a little white lie because clearly, Alex isn't happy with me being here.
"Who's your friends?" She asks through a scowl. As I go to answer, Tristan walks up. He kisses Alex's cheek and then escorts her to her seat. It's then I let out a sigh of relief.
"Jade your seat is right next to mine," Tristan says out loud. His statement makes me so uncomfortable that I refuse to look at Alex. Blake now has a crooked smile while Janay glares at Tristan.
Our seating arrangement is Alex, Tristan, me, my missing date, Janay, then Blake. We're now eating. The food is delicious and everyone present is very interesting people. Blake even tells them he and I are ministers.
"You're a minister at Blake's church?" Tristan interrupts.
"Yes."
"That's interesting. Do you preach?"
"No, I teach."
"And she's an excellent teacher!" Blake interjects.
"I'd love to see you teach. Next time you speak, I promise I'll be there."
Tristan says with a seductive gaze. I simply nod, but the side of my face is blistering from the burning stare I'm getting from Alex.
"Which church do you attend Mr. Black?" Janay asks.
"I'm fairly new here Janay, so I haven't found a church yet." He smirks.
Blake instantly whispers into Janay's ear. I'm positive he's begging her not to attack his boss in front of his peers.
"Blake, I can handle Janay. She's not bothering me," says Tristan.
"That's all I wanted to know. I don't need to be handled. In fact, it looks like both your hands are quite full this evening." Janay scoffs.
Blake looks as if he wants to die! Staring her way, Tristan hesitates then responds, "Not as full as I'd like, but I'm still working at it."
Afterward, he laughs out loud as Janay frowns in disgust. Suddenly, Alex jumps up and leaves the table. Tristan simply glances back toward her then he finishes his conversation. I'm not sure what to make of his comment. Should I be offended? Was he even referring to me? Whatever he meant left me feeling violated. Janay's sitting next to me. I tap her showing her my phone, then text:
Jade: I'm ready to go.
Janay: I've been ready to go! This man's a pig!
Jade: I don't know what his comment even means
Janay: We'll talk in the car.
Jade: Ok
Janay then whispers to Blake she's ready to go.
"Mr. Black we've enjoyed everything. Unfortunately, I have to get my wife and Ms. Warring home. Thanks so much." Blake says.
"I understand. Let me walk you and your party out."
We get into the garage. Blake and Janay are ahead of Tristan and me when he says, "I wished I had known you weren't bringing a date. I would've loved to be your date."
"Isn't Alex your girlfriend?"
"No. She's simply a friend with benefits." He shrugs.
"Tristan, you seem like a great person, but I think we're walking two different paths."
"Fair enough. Thanks for coming anyway, and I'll be expecting a call from you next week. Good night Jade."
Instantly, he turns and begins walking back to the banquet. Upon entering the car, Blake and Janay are having a dignified argument. Janay begins crying because Blake's very upset. Blake is so well-mannered it hurts her simply to know she embarrassed her peaceful husband. They kiss and makeup, then they focus on me.
"So what did that pig say to you?" Janay asks.
I tell her the gist of our conversation, and she then grunts, "Ugh! What a nasty man! Who in their right mind tells another woman he accepts friends with benefits? He must've thought you were a real whore to go for that foolishness!"
Blake interrupts, "Baby, that's rude to say! He didn't think Jade was a whore!"
"I didn't say she was a whore! Blake, you're twisting my words!"
"It's okay I know exactly what you meant. It's fine." I interject.
"Are you sure Jade?" Blake asks.
"Yes, I'm sure!" I laugh.
As we pull up in front of my condo Blake says, "Thanks for enduring our and Mr. Black's antics tonight. If it weren't for you he'd never invited me, so thanks, sis. I met a lot of important people, so your sacrifice wasn't in vain."
Blake kisses me. I hug and kiss Janay saying, "Love you guys." I then go inside and go straight to bed.
The following Thursday I have Tristan's bill all completed. I leave a message on his voicemail asking him to call me before my office closes. He doesn't call. I'm assuming he's probably going to cancel altogether after I didn't accept his tasteless invitation. I'm now home preparing another presentation for a client I received yesterday. Of course, she doesn't own a newly built twenty thousand square foot mega mansion off the water, but it's a job. She wants to meet tomorrow evening so I'm up late trying to get the perfect ideas. It’s just after eleven at night and Tristan's calling. I don't answer. I want to see if he'll leave a message and to my surprise he does. "Hi, Jade. Sorry, I missed our appointment. Please may I reschedule? I'm still excited about you doing my home. Please call me as soon as you get this message. Thanks." He sounds winded as if he's been running. I don't want to return his call tonight, but this is a major monetary deal. I tell myself to call early in t
Wednesday morning me and my crew arrive at Tristan's. We're greeted by his house sitter Monique. Beautiful, tall, Black lady, with long wavy hair. She must be a model too. "Mr. Black says you may start anywhere you want." "Is Mr. Black available?" I ask. "No Ms. Warring, he's in New York attending his wife's funeral." I'm working for the devil. Monique stands observing my reaction. I give a pursed smile then respond, "We'll be starting in the living area." She answers with an exaggerated, "Perfect." After leading us to the living room she then sashays into the kitchen. I'm instructing my crew but watching her as she makes a private phone call. While playing in her hair she gives a flirtatious laugh when she's speaking. The way she's biting her bottom lip I can assume she's having an erotic conversation. Shaking myself, I focus on my task, but pray she's not sexually talking to Tristan only days after his wife's funeral! How in the world was Alex his wife? What kind
I'm almost done with Tristan's home. It has been three weeks and he hasn't been here once. My feelings are mixed. I'm relieved yet disappointed. Knowing he wanted to meet me long before now was flattering, but learning of his wife tainted it. I had assumed he lied about being in the services too, but Blake confirmed that was true. Monique never offered any information on Tristan's whereabouts so I assumed they were top secret. She started anal but after three weeks I learned she was a sweetheart. Monique had a fiancée she was crazy about. She and Tristan were just friends. "Oh my goodness Tristan is a born charmer. I met him in Paris during a runway show. Alex was the star. Everyone was so busy praising her that the rest of us felt useless. Tristan felt our pain and took every model out for dinner. He too wanted Alex's attention, so he won it by giving attention to us all!" She giggles. "What happened with them?" I ask. "My guess is they were too different. Alex was a bona fide div
The children are having another Christmas play. After rehearsal, I'm rallying my kids to bundle up to leave. The parents drop their children off, but we return them home. Jordan is my absolute favorite. She's a beautiful seven-year-old full of personality and an old soul. The naivety of the other children annoys her. It's comical to observe her interacting with them. Tonight, she comforts another little girl named Chelsea. I walk over and kneel, asking, "Everything okay? What's wrong?""Chelsea saw a monster, Miss. Jade." Jordan answers."Where?""The night we slept in the tents." Chelsea pouts."Really? Did you tell your mom about it?""She did, but her mom doesn't believe her."Now hugging Chelsea, I say, "It must've been terrifying since you're still afraid. I can only imagine your fear.""Miss Jade, I see it all the time, not just that night at camp!" Chelsea cries."Where?" I ask."It lives in my backyard!"She begins weeping, but Jordan quickly kisses and embraces her, whisperin
Although he's not running his business, he looks and acts more like a businessman today—no joking or tactless conceited remarks. Shane just talked and talked as I discreetly watched Tristan. If only he knew how I've longed to find him all these months. I must've observed him for fifteen minutes, and he never cracked a smile. Where's my outdoor, fun-loving Tristan? Had the now yacht-owning billionaire overtaken him? I was curious to find out, and tomorrow evening couldn't come fast enough. We're now driving to drop me off at home. Shane had finally come off his Tristan high. Deep in thought, Shane asks, "I wonder what happened? Tristan was really into Monique. I hoped they'd make it despite everything." "Despite what?" I ask. "Oh, it's too complicated, and I don't want to reveal my friend's business without his approval. He's a great man. You're going to like him! You'll see!" Shane seemed nervous as he escorted me to my door. We kissed good night, and then he left. Wide-eyed, I gl
I'm in the office with a new client when Pastor Gene calls me. I thanked her and told her we'd meet next Tuesday."Hello, Pastor Gene, give me one second," I say as I lock my office for the day."Hey, Jade. I just wanted to check on you. We've been missing your after-service fellowship as of late. All is well?""I appreciate your call, Pastor Gene, and yes, all is very well. God has opened doors for me. I have four new clients that I'm simultaneously trying to accommodate. I've never had this much business since I started. I miss you all very much, too. Once I'm done, I plan to take a vacation. Hopefully, no major deals come along so that I can relax.""Well, we don't want to hope against your blessing!" He chuckles."You're right." I laugh."Well, you sound good. I'm glad. I needed to get in touch with you for Mrs. Connors as well. Her chastity seminar is in a week or two, will you have time to help? She's been incessantly requesting you since she met you on her son's yacht.""Really
This guest room runs circles around my hotel suite. It smells like lavender and vanilla, my favorite. The fireplace is burning, and the atmosphere is so peaceful. I put on the gown at the foot of the bed and fell asleep. Soon awakened, I looked at the clock at 3:54 a.m. After using the bathroom, I sit in front of the fireplace. Suddenly, I hear faint yelling. Tiptoeing to my room door, I crack it, and It's Mrs. Connors ordering someone to do something. I hear a dog growling, and she yells, "Get him out of here!"I'm terrified of big dogs, so I lock my door, and thankfully, I do. Seconds later, I heard the dog running up the stairs. He's barking and growling right outside my door. I am petrified!"Where's Tristan?" I hear a man ask. I assume it's Mr. Connors."Get him outta here!" Mrs. Connors screams.Seconds later, I heard all this tussle and bustle. I see shadows under my door. It's several men fighting to get this dog out of the house. They must've slammed against my door ten times
After Tristan drove off, I felt very uneasy, as if someone was watching me. I leave the lake, and as I approach my front door, I'm startled by Toni calling my name."AHHHH! Toni! You're going to give me a heart attack!""Sorry, but Pastor Gene needed me to deliver this immediately. It's from Mrs. Connors." Toni says, handing me an overnight envelope.I hear rustling in the bushes, so I suggest we go inside. I open the package, and it's a first-class round-trip ticket to New York. She wants me to visit her ASAP. Dropping the envelope, I plop down on my couch."I saw Tristan's white Porsche leaving here. You two fight?"Sighing, I answer, "I don't know what to call what we do. He and I can't accomplish going on a date, yet I have his mom inviting me over to vacation with her!""Is that a bad thing?" Toni squints."No, but it's not good either. Toni, Tristan isn't a good guy. I want him to be, but he just isn't. His mom wants me to tame him somehow, but I can't."I tell Toni of the mass
I wake up in my sleeping bag. Now sitting, I glance at Jordan, Chelsea, and the other two girls, sound asleep in our tent. I hear rustling outside, but I call no one. To remove my fear, I pray all night until morning. Twelve children, Blake, Malika, Toni, and I, end our camping trip. We get on the bus and head to church. During breakfast, Pastor Gene gives an excellent message. Afterward, we eat and fellowship as we always do every Sunday. Then, finally, I'm home.Lavender and vanilla pleases my senses as I enter my homey condominium. My balcony's open doors usher in a refreshing Summer breeze from the lake. After a brief nap, I'm up late putting together a portfolio to show new clients. My small office is downtown. It's very quaint and decorated perfectly. All my clients desire my services due to the excellence of my humble office.Deep Woods has always been a vacation city. Many wealthy people build vacation homes around the lake and visit during the Summer. There's a beautiful n
Maybe Annie got what she deserved. Call me insane, crazy, a lunatic if they like, but I'm at peace. Whatever the outcome, miraculously, I could see every event before it happened. There were no secrets withheld from me from the moment our eyes met. I saw Tristan before I saw Tristan. We met in my dreams, as he so eloquently put it. And I knew he represented evil before I knew he was evil. Still, I chose him.Many saw me going through these tragic moments and questioned why a loving God allowed me to go through something so atrocious. Then I, the so-called believer, never had an answer as if this wicked relationship or thing was forced upon me. Toni, Annie, Alexandria, Samantha, and I are guilty of the same charge. Like them, I knew Tristan wasn't right, but I wanted to make him right. But most of all, I wanted God to make him right. With all my loyalty and commitment to God, the least He could do was grant me the love I wanted. Right?This is a voluntary army. Soldiers aren't rewar
Unable to sleep, I'm consumed with thoughts of Tristan. In an attempt to win me back, the final time I saw him that night in the woods, he told of how Annie ended up at his mother's funeral with him. Annie said, "Women always talk too much about their man, especially during bad times. Jade had nothing good to say about Tristan that entire week in Indigo Bay. A few days after meeting him, I ran into Tristan jogging by the lake. It wasn't by accident. I wanted him, so I started stalking him, for lack of a better word. Then, knowing how corny and boring Jade was in bed as this confused church girl, I just wanted to blow his mind. I'd often think, what could he possibly find sexually gratifying about a woman who seemed to boast about how pitiful she was in bed? I drive up next to him. Rolling down my passenger window, I greet, "Hey, handsome. Is Jade home?" Jogging in place, he stopped and turned to face me. With the brightest, sexiest smile, he says, "Annie. How are you?" Watching
"Uh, yes, praise God! ...Did they catch the killer, do you know?""No! The police believe it's more than one person! So these maniacs are still loose!""Thanks, Mrs. Cloverly, but I have to call my family. Goodbye."Immediately, I called Missy, but I got no answer. I call her back to back to back—still nothing. I call my brother, he answers."Tim! Have you talked to Missy!" "No. What's wrong?""Tristan--I mean, someone massacred my neighborhood!""What?""Yes! Please find Missy and have her call me at once!"I'm heading back to Maine, but my flight doesn't leave until tomorrow afternoon. Now, at an airport hotel restaurant, the world news is playing this gruesome massacre nonstop. As I sit traumatized because Missy still hasn't called, someone taps me."May I join you?" He asks.Startled, I nod yes. Chucking, he greets, "Hi, I'm David, and you are?""Jade.""Nice to meet you."I allow him to join me, but my eyes are fixed on the television. "Horrible, what happened there, huh?" he as
Trey was appalled that I never knew what Black Corporation was all about. On the surface, it was a science technology business, but their expertise was bioweapons and elite weapons of war.Larry Black was a mad scientist. He secretly created weapons of mass destruction and sold them. However, he wanted to create a superman or power. He heard of superpowers in Brazil and decided to go there, and he found Trey. Larry cunningly sets his own wife up to fall for Trey. Larry wanted a child that would hopefully possess this power. His wicked desire was fulfilled. He knew Trey would eventually try to set Tristan free, so Larry tried to find ways to make himself one with Tristan. After successfully extracting some of Tristan's DNA, Larry put it into his body. But it was killing him. It reacted as Cancer or any terminal disease reacts to our bodies. It was a foreign cell that needed to be removed. Trey then revealed to me that it was Larry I saw I killed in Lightning, New York, the night of
Slowly, I walk towards him, but he doesn't approach me. Motionless, he stands, waiting for me to reach him. The closer I get, the more he starts turning his neck as if tired and stretching with his eyes closed. Once he opens them, they glow bright. Immediately, I run back towards the elevators because I know he's about to change. Captain Brunson yells, "NOW!"One soldier snatches me into the elevator. As we head down, all I hear are bullets. I begin to scream, "NOOOO!"We enter the lobby, and the crowd is being escorted out. The soldier puts me and Christina into a truck and then sends us away. They take us to the military base. I'm there until morning, waiting to hear from Captain Brunson. I'm lying on a cot asleep when I hear cheering. As soon as I sat up, I saw Captain Brunson. Now weeping, he comes and pulls a chair next to my cot, asking, "How are you?" Tears stream as I shake my head. He continues, "You have someone else to live for now. Christina's going to need you strong."
Because of my rental's busted window, I tell everyone I hit a tree branch. A few hours later, we were called to the morgue, and my parents were supposedly decapitated by a large old tree slicing through their windshield. They allowed me to grieve with my family briefly, and then the police apprehended me. The authorities need to know why I sent everyone I knew to the woods. They question me for hours, and I answer the same for hours. Now, I guess I'll be a suspect in my own parents' death. They finally locked me up. I sit watching everyone, and it seems everyone is united except me.My family and pastors send lawyers, but I tell them I want to stay seventy-two hours. The police permitted me to stay, and then they put me out. I haven't bathed in three days, and I don't care. I take a cab to the airport and fly to the West Coast. I find a nice condominium in a beautiful Washington city. Shortly after, I got a job teaching interior design at the community college. However, my expertise
She goes to tell me how, but I block my ears and run out of the building. June and my parents call out behind me, but I refuse to stop running. If I stay with my parents, they'll be killed, so I run inside an office building and stay hidden until I know they're gone.A top-floor office was left unlocked. There, I hid underneath a desk. Afterward, I took out my cellphone and watched it receive call and text after call. Eventually, I cried myself to sleep.In the middle of the night, I awaken. Although I'm nowhere Tristan will think to look, I'm terrified. My phone has over a hundred calls and texts. As I scroll through, I'm dreading anything from Tristan. I see a few miscellaneous numbers, and then I see Captain Brunson called. He didn't leave a message. I guess he's responding to my texts from last night.Feeling nauseated, I realize I haven't eaten all day. Now, searching this dark floor, I find the vending machine. Peanut butter crackers soothe my stomach, but I still feel queasy. A
After midnight, I awake in his bed, draped in sheer curtains. The window's open, and the wind's blowing. It's the beginning of October, so tonight is chilly. The room is dark, but the moon is giving me a glimpse of light.I'm trying to see through the curtains but am too afraid to shift positions. To get my focus, I kept blinking, and then I saw a large dark shadow heading towards me. Thoroughly convinced I'll be dying a brutal death, I make peace with my Maker.Tristan pulls back the curtains and crawls into bed. He then crawls on top of me. His eyes glow like cat eyes as he leans above me, breathing deeply. Petrified, I stare back as he kisses me, but I taste blood. He stops and licks the blood from his lips as I swallow the blood now inside my mouth.He says, "We've definitely met before. You saw me look into your tent in the woods. I could tell you liked my eyes. And I liked yours. In fact, I liked you. I remembered your beautiful face from Blake's phone.I didn't want to scare y