“Wake up baby. The detective has some questions he needs to ask us downtown.” Jordan whispers softly before I open my eyes.
The room is too bright with the curtains open, and the light is directly shining on my face. “Oh, let me get that.” He says while rushing over to the window and closes the curtains.
I love this hotel room, but waking up with sunshine in my eyes, I could do without. Matter of fact, I prefer to wake up in a darkened room so my eyes can grow accustomed to the surroundings slowly. But, as it seems, this morning I will not have that luxury. Instead, I must hurry to get dressed and take care of some things.
After climbing out of bed quickly, I take a deliciously hot shower and then hurry to put on my clothes. This morning, I have chosen to wear my baby blue cotton dress with a blue-eyed Susan’s print on it. I love it because it accentuates my curves, and yet it feels wo
As I sit in the hallway while waiting for the detective to finish her questions with Lillian, I begin to put two and two together. He had asked me to tell him everything that had happened from the very beginning. Mind you, I paraphrased it all, but it still took a bit of time, because I had to recount all the horrible things that has happened to us since then.The detective still believes that we did it, I know this now, but I don’t have a clue what to do about it. Unless I can use my resources to find someone inside that can get to George. If enough pressure is applied to him, he may squeal like a pig, and we will finally be done with him.So, I stand here and wait for Lillian to come out and hopefully we will still be able to go home today. If not, there is no way that my plan can go into effect. “Thank you. I will call you both tomorrow when I find out what is going on with George.” Detective Matheson
“Thank goodness!” I cry out when I see Jordan and Detective Matheson head back into the room. I had started to worry when they left, and the man started to stir. Sure enough, just as soon as I see Jordan’s eyes meet mine, the man wakes up and begins to rise.Detective Matheson quickly forces him back to the floor while dropping on top of him. Then he produces his handcuffs and disables him before he can threaten anyone else. “Jordan, I thought for sure you would be taken away.” I say extremely concerned because I am both scared and confused about exactly what is going on.“Jon, go in the other room with your mother. I have a hunch the detective here is going to want to ask him a few questions before they leave. I know I do now that he is no threat to us.” Jordan says in a matter-of-fact tone before returning his gaze to the men on the floor.Taking Jon in the next room, I pretend
“Are you ready to go home now?” I ask before kissing Lillian on her soft lips quickly.We have everything packed and ready to go, but we still must get Jon up. Everyone knows how teenagers are, they wait till the last minute for everything. “Yes, I am already. Let’s go get Jon and we can go home finally.” She replies with a smile before opening the door to the adjoining room.“Jon, honey. Get up. We are about to go down and eat some breakfast before we check out. Do you want to come with?” She sweetly wipes the hair out of his face while standing over the bed.My woman is the sweetest thing that there has ever been. She can light up a room, but she also makes me feel on fire when she touches me. Everything about her, makes me want to live each day worshipping the ground she walks on.Jon slowly opens his eyes and then stretches before saying, “Yeah.
“Jordan, did we get everything out of the car?” I yell to him in the next room when I notice a small bag is missing.The bag with my undergarments in it of course. It was sitting by the side of the bed in the hotel this morning after I packed it. I could have sworn I looked everywhere and double checked everything. I didn’t see it sitting there where I put it before we went down to breakfast.Hearing my phone ring, I take it out of my pocket, and it slips right out of my hand and onto the floor. The sound it makes, tells me one thing, the minute it hit the ground, I heard glass breaking and knew that the screen must be broken. Sure enough, I pick it up carefully and shards of glass fall to the floor.“Watch out!” I tell Jon because he walks by me at that precise moment and is just about to step into the broken shards before I can get them cleaned up.Startled, he glances down and quickly steps ba
At ten minutes to 3, I leave with Jon. The plan is to drop off Jon at the police station and make it look like no one is around. That way Jon is safely in the hands of the cops, while I hightail it back to be waiting just outside the vision of whoever wants to meet with Lillian. The best part is that the Detective is already there, just waiting for someone to show up.After I drop off Jon, I rush back and then go to meet up with the Detective. However, the minute I return, I don’t see the Detective in his vehicle. A bad feeling firmly plants itself in the back of my mind and then when I keep searching for him into the bushes, I find him.He is lying face down in the dirt and he isn’t breathing. Realizing that my feelings were warranted now, I scan the area and find his radio. I call in to the station as quietly as I can before I hear someone walking towards me.Placing the radio on the groun
As I watch the screen of Jordan’s phone, I notice that the signal seems to be moving at quite a quick speed. “Turn here!” I cry out right before Jordan gets to the corner. Screeching the tires, he makes a hard left and then we see it. There is a moving truck in front of us and it looks familiar. Just like the one that was outside our house that day. Seeing it pick up speed, Jordan slams on the gas pedal and follows them. In hot pursuit, I watch as it turns around the next corner to the right, not even stopping at the stop sign. Too late do we see the speeding vehicle from our left, right before it slams into his side of the front end. “Shit!” He screams before slamming his fist into the steering wheel. Looking at the other car, and then glancing at the truck getting away, he turns the key to the car and says, “Please.” It makes various noises but refuses to start. Instead, it floods, an
Not knowing what to do next, we wait at home for the officer in charge to contact us. I watch Lillian pace around the living room before stating, “We have to do something.” Her eyes wild with worry and her lips still pouting.With her hands tightly wrapped around her waist, she stands there staring at me as if I can do anything about all of this. Can I? The police have my phone, so now it is just a big waiting game. That is unless the kidnappers call Lillian and demand a ransom or something.As I run my fingers through my knotted hair, I begin to wonder if we will ever see Jon again. When I glance over at Lillian, I see tears forming in her eyes and know that if I don’t comfort her now, she may never forgive me later. So, I stand up and walk over to where she is standing, before wrapping my arms around her and leaning down to kiss her warm lips softly.However, this doesn’t stop the tears from falling.&
Hearing a noise wake me in the middle of the night, I slowly open my eyes to see a man staring at me. I am so shocked, that I cry out and alert Jordan before the man even has time to stop me. Lying next to me, Jordan bolts up in bed and stares wildly around the room as he cries out, “What, what is going on?” However, when he sees the man standing next to the bed, he launches himself at him headfirst.I don’t know exactly what Jordan was thinking when he does it, but it results in them rolling all over the floor. As they wrestle, I hear a crash as the dark blue vase from the end table shatters on the wood floor. Shards fly everywhere and then I notice something else odd out of the corner of my eye.Another man is standing there in the shadows, watching, and waiting. While sitting there on the bed, I stare at him and notice that he is tall and lean but looks older than the first one. When he realizes that
“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