The phone rings, instantly killing the mood. I guess it was good that I stopped while I did. Picking up the phone and seeing the attorneys contact info, I answer it. Concerned, I ask, "What's wrong now?"
Right away Mr. Jefferson answers, "As you guessed, he is fighting the divorce. Stating the reason why he won't let you have it is that he deserves every cent you have because you are cheating on him. He claims he has all kinds of evidence of your affair and that there is no way you will ever keep the children and your money."
Shocked, I swallow hard, "Do you have any idea what kind of evidence he has? I mean, he has cheated on me all these years and he is giving me a hard time?" I ask in disbelief.
"No, I don't, but that doesn't mean he doesn't. Matter of fact, knowing him all too well, I would say he probably hired a private investigator and that's how he keeps finding you too." He states sarcastically.
"Bang" The door bursts open as a police officer rushes in with his gun raised and then a second one. "Get on the ground, this is the police." Lillian glances over at me as I dive to the ground, but she is not so lucky. The officer knocks her down and holds a gun to her head, while the other one handcuffs her. A third officer bursts through the open door and sees me on the floor and points his gun at me. "Hey. Stay down and no one will get hurt." The third officer states just before he handcuffs me. With her face buried in the comforter, the police say, "You’re under arrest. You have the right to remain silent." The rest I don't think she heard because she just lays there shaking her head. I straighten up and head butt one of the cops and rip his key off his belt. The cop yells and the other two dive bomb me. Moving out of the way, I hit the one and then push the othe
"Crap!"Jordan exclaims as he gazes out the window scanning the area for cops. He turns around and says, "I just saw George get out of the car."Standing up, I hurry over to the window and stare out as he walks towards the door. Watching him knock, Jordan goes to the door and prepares to answer it. Ready for a fight, he stiffens and opens it.Mildly surprised that Jordan just opens the door, George stares at him before smiling. "Well, that was easier than I thought it was going to be. I thought for sure that you wouldn't open the door and I was going to have to inform the police that you are here." He remarks.Jordan's face turns red with anger and he looks like he is about to punch him when I step between them. "What do you want George?""I want you to stop all this and bring my kids back home. You know where your place is." He glares at me and then at Jordan.Jordan yells out, "Oh
The last few days were really hard, because I spent most of the day with Lillian and then I went to the shop to check up on their work. I had lied to her when I said they were doing a wonderful job. At first when I left them in charge, they spit them out like a conveyor belt, but then after a while they slowed down to a crawl. When I checked in on them the last time, they had gotten behind by one and there were three more waiting in line. If I don't get my life in check soon, the shop will be history and so will my life's dream. I have to get Lillian out of here and now that she is divorced, I can marry her and everything can simmer down. The thing is, everytime I go back to the hospital she looks at me so sad and I feel like I shouldn't ever leave her side. I don't think she is doing it intentionally, but she is making me feel really bad. Like today for instance, I slept there last night and then when I had to leave ab
As I wake up in my own bed, a smile spreads across my face and then I turn to Jordan who is still sleeping. Damn, I was hoping to give him a big kiss and then maybe make his day with a morning BJ. But since he isn’t awake yet, I carefully slide my feet to the side of the bed and place them on the floor before getting up and pulling my bathrobe on. “Knock” “Knock” “Knock” Hurrying as I go down the stairs, I hear the knock again. This time it is louder and more insistent sounding. When I reach the door and open it, I see a police officer and a detective standing face to face just outside and they are talking quietly. The moment I open the door, they glare at me with frowns on their faces and then the taller one states, “We are here with a search warrant. Last night your ex-husband was shot right out front of Jordan’s business. It looked like a robbery, but then we noticed that he had a gun too, so we are c
Slowly opening my eyes, I notice that I have a massive headache and I feel like someone has beat the hell out of me. There is a sound in the room like an air conditioner on the fritz with its whine constantly going on in the background and I hear something else too. Perhaps television static from the other room? Of course, I can’t see because someone has taken the time to blindfold me and rather tightly at that. Maybe that is why my head hurts so bad or could it be the way the tall one cold cocked me with the butt of his gun when I ran my smart mouth at him. Who knows? Either way it ends up the same, with me having one hell of a headache. Hearing someone walking towards me, I am thankful I haven’t lost my sense of smell because the minute the tall one walks in the door, I get a whiff of his cologne and I find myself almost puking. But at least I know which one it is and that I am still with the two of them and not someone else.&nbs
“Thank you for coming back to me.” I turn to Jordan and smile while expressing my appreciation. “Yeah. Yesterday was a bit much. I just can’t believe I managed to get out of this one alive. Those guys seemed so intent on killing me. I mean who would have thought that George would have been at it again already?” He takes me in his arms and smiles before kissing me on the lips. “Mom, mom.” Kelly runs in the door after her boyfriend Christian drops her off. She glances at the both of us and then continues what she was saying, “Christian just asked me to marry him.” Shocked beyond belief, I stand there in awe before blinking my eyes and waiting for her to say something else. I had figured something was going on when they have been going out for 2 years, and every time I turned around she was on a date with him before we went on the run. I remember the first time he came over to pick her up, I insisted
Shocked, I called the police and they showed up in the nick of time. If they hadn’t, I would have finished this miserable ass hole off before he hurts anyone else. At least it would have been the last time he ever laid his hands on any of them.“Mr.?” The officer places a hand on my shoulder while asking.I turn to him and try to keep everything together. They have already carted off Kelly, and Lillian is in the bedroom falling apart while holding Jon.“Jordan Hill” I state without any emotion to my voice.Sounding like a robot, I even shock myself a little. I guess this is all just too much for me right now. Seeing the look on Kelly’s face as she had lie dying on the cold tile floor, I felt horrible, because I knew that nothing, I did would make a difference at that moment. She would die and Lillian would never be the same again.“Can you tell me exactly what
“Crack”I wake up to hear a loud noise coming from the other room. Seeing Jon laying next to me, I carefully try to move without waking him. However, I need to go out and find what has just made that noise.When I finally climb off the bed and glance over to make sure he is still asleep, I hear another noise coming closer this time. Someone is walking towards the bedroom, and it sounds too heavy to be Jordan. Hearing a loud scraping along the wall, it instantly reminds me of when George used to do that with his nails whenever he got drunk and was about to beat me.Hurrying to the door, I brace myself in case I am right. Then when it does open quickly, I slam it right back at him. I hear, “Shit!” Then a grunt before I feel the door slam all the way open right into my shoulder.He appears around the door to stare me in the eyes with a wicked grin spreading across his ugly face. I cry out and
“Lillian. Where is your something blue?” Mary asks in a panic, because it is two hours before we are supposed to be at the courthouse.Looking around frantically all over the room, I yell, “I don’t know. It was just here.” My voice trails off when I see it.I stare at the Sapphire heart necklace Jordan gave me and realize that would work perfectly. Sure, I really wanted to wear the necklace that Keith had given to me before he died for that very purpose, but since I can’t find it. That will do.Walking over to the dresser, I unwind the necklace from the stand and glance into the mirror. This morning when I started this whole excursion, I had no idea that it would all come together so well. Jordan hurried off in the early morning hours so he wouldn’t see me in my dress and told me, “Make sure you are there at 11 a.m. Not a minute later or they won’t marry u
It has been 3 months and I believe that she is finally coming to terms with her father’s death enough that we may end up getting married this time. With everything that has happened, it makes me wonder sometimes if we are just not meant to be after all. I mean, she has been shot before we could get married.Her ex-husband tried to kill us all numerous times and then just when I thought for sure that we would get married, her father dies the day before the wedding. I knew that there was no way I could even push it then. But now she is in her right head again and still hasn’t mentioned anything about the wedding.“Hey, Jordan. Can I ask you something? Man to man?” Jon asks while staring at me with a strange look on his face. He has grown another foot amazingly and now looks more and more like a man every day.“Man to man, eh?” I raise an eyebrow before sitting down next to him at t
Waking up in the middle of the night to the phone ringing, I bolt up in bed startled and then glance over at my phone. The screen shows Keith on it, and it begins to worry me from the minute I see it. I climb out of bed quickly and then I hear Jordan stir from behind me as I try to reach the phone before it goes to the answering machine.“Damn it!” I hear the answering message on my phone and then I trip over the end table.My phone falls to the floor and I as well before I pick myself and the phone back up. When I finally regain my balance, I stand up and walk over to turn the light on. I had managed to knock the back cover off the phone and the battery is on the floor somewhere now.Flipping the switch, light floods into the room and then I see it when I turn around. Rushing over to it, I notice that there is blood on my knee, and it is stinging as I kneel to retrieve it from under the bed. “Wha
Hearing her at the top of the stairs, I glance up at her and see my Lillian in the most gorgeous long red dress. It looks like it is made of silk and has a plunging neckline that shows her abundant cleavage. When my eyes travel down her beautiful body, I notice that the dress has a slit that ends at her hip. Which means that there is no way she is wearing panties under it.As it brings a smile to my face, I think of all the things I could do with her, if only we didn’t have dinner reservations in a half an hour. That is just my luck of course. The moment we must leave to get there on time, I want to strip her down and make wild passionate love to her.Sighing, I close my eyes and swallow hard before she reaches my side and looks down at me. “Hey, handsome. Shall we go?” She smiles at me with that sexy grin, and then I watch as her fingers run up her thigh to the top of the slit.I start to drool and the
“That dress is absolutely beautiful on you.” Mary states while a smile extends across her entire face.I am so happy, because today I get to take home my dress. Just a few weeks ago, I was trying them all on and it seemed as if I would never find one that I liked. But then the seamstress just happened to find this one in back and when I saw it, I fell in love, even before I tried it on.Jordan will be so surprised when he sees me in it. I can’t wait two more days. Matter of fact, I have even suggested to just run off to Los Vegas and elope instead, but Jordan won’t stand for it.“I just love it so much. If she hadn’t found it on the bottom of the pile, I wouldn’t ever have found one I liked, let alone I felt was absolutely perfect for me.” I say while standing in front of the full-length mirror and admiring myself.When Charity, the seamstress walks back in, she states wit
When I take her to the bedroom, all I can think about is tying her to the bed and filling her till she comes so hard she screams my name. “Baby, close your eyes.” Still partially clothed, I whisper in her ear as I hover over her naked body.Sliding down on the bed, I reach the edge and feel the warmth of her skin disappear from mine for a brief time, at least until I grab the restraints from the drawer. Raising an eyebrow, she opens her eyes and quickly glances at me. “Hey. What did I just say?” I say in a warning voice, before I proceed to the dresser.Just as soon as I open it, I feel the hard wood on my swollen shaft as I don’t even think about it protruding from me until now. Looking down, I smile and think to myself, “There, there, boy. Soon enough.” Then I rifle through the drawer and find what I was looking for. A package of black silk tiedowns.When I have the
“Knock”“Knock”“Knock”I hear someone knocking on the door and rush to answer it, because I have been waiting for Jordan for the last two days. He went with Jon on a fishing trip, just the two of them and I have been stuck home, moping around the house. Bored out of my mind, I called someone I knew from way back when.Someone from my childhood, who just recently has become a friend on my social media account. As I have talked to her for the last several weeks, I have grown to like her more than I have ever before and now we are about to meet again. She is a lot like me and has a teenager too.Finding that I miss my friends from before all of this, before George killed off everyone I cared about. It is just too bad we live so far from each other, or we might have met up sooner. So, I grow more excited as I approach the door and when I open it, I smile and say, &ldqu
“Where did you go?” I ask curiously, because when I woke up, she was gone and all I found was a note.She looks guilty and that makes me wonder exactly what is going on. Hesitating, she finally states, “I found out something today that I have wondered my whole life. The sad part is that I will miss him even more now that I know.”Cocking my head, I hate to ask because she maybe talking about loving someone else. But I must know, so I ask anyway. “What are you referring to?”Staring at me, she opens her mouth at first but doesn’t say a word, then she closes her eyes when tears threaten to fall. I move to hold her and then ask again, “What are you talking about?”“I found that my real father is dying of cancer. I didn’t know for sure, but for years I suspected who he was. Because of little things my mother would say here and there, it led
Lying in Jordan’s arms, I stare up at the ceiling unable to sleep. Even if I had just told half the cops that I am going to kill George, I don’t care anymore. I must do it, no matter what the consequences are.It’s 4 in the morning and all I can think about now is how I am going to stop this misery. The first thing I must do is contact a few people and find out who is the most reliable and can keep their mouth shut. The next thing I must worry about is the fact that my conscience will weigh heavily on me from here on out. If it was just a matter of getting rid of him it would be one thing, but how is what is troubling me.So, I devise a plan to hire a hit man and then have him either infiltrate the prison or arrange for someone already there to do it for him. But either way, he can’t live. Knowing this, I climb out of bed exhausted and worried, but somewhat finally at peace with all of it.A