Toby gave me the guy’s phone number along with his address. Time to make the call and make sure he’ll meet with us.“Hi, is this Jeremy?” I ask.“Yes, who's asking?” He demands.“You don't know me but my name is Stephanie Thomas. My mom has hired an old acquaintance of yours. One I have questions about.” I explain.“Let me guess, Kayla?” He asks.“You got it.” I reply.“Let me guess, she's after your boyfriend. And making your life hell.” He replies.“Correction, husband.” I reply.“Damn!” He mutters.“I was hoping we could meet? I don't want to do this over the phone.” I explain.“Agreed. I get off work at 4.” He replies.“Ok pick a place and text me the address. This is my cell. I'm about 2 hours away. I can't leave my office until around 2. So that should work out great.” I explain.“Ok sounds good. There's a coffee shop near my work. I’ll send you the address.” He replies.We leave the offices just after two.“So, where are we going?” Brady demands.“Two hours down the coast.” I r
After I change, I go down to the kitchen. I fix myself a sandwich and sit at the island to eat it. Brady came in and fixed himself a sandwich and sit at the island. After I finished, I washed my plate. I poured myself some more iced tea. Then headed to the bedroom. I get my briefcase and pull out the files I brought home to look over. I don't have a case right now, but mom wanted fresh eyes on a case she was stuck on.“So, I’m getting the silent treatment?” Brady asks. “I'm the one who should be mad. The way you looked at him!” He replies.“Are you fucking kidding me? I only stared so much because of how much he looked like you. I was shocked. But you accusing me of wanting him.... you're an ass!” I retort.I grab my empty tea glass and head for the kitchen. He follows me. I sit my glass on the counter and go to walk to the fridge. He grabs my hand and pulls me against his body.“I’m sorry. I didn't like how he looked at you. And how you looked at him. I guess I got a little jealou
“When's my last appointment today?” I ask.“3:15 pm.” Damien replies.“Can you run and check Brady's? And tell his assistant to not book anymore for today?” I ask.“Yes ma'am.” He agrees.* *CELL ** “Ooh am I finally going to get to meet the famous Brady?” Toby asks.* *CELL* * “Yes. We have no secrets now.” I reply.“His last appointment is at 2:30 pm.” Damien returns.“Ok please tell him we are leaving at 4:30 for an outside appointment.” I reply.“Yes ma'am.” Damien replies.* *CELL* * “We'll be there about 5pm.” I reply.* *CELL* * “Ok doll see you then.” He replies.I've been trying to stay out of Brady's office as much as possible this week. We've both had lots of appointments and we create too much of a distraction for each other. But man, the evenings are on fire with the sexual tension. We've taken so many baths and showers due to my ugly PMS visiting. 4:30 brings a knock on my door with Brady leaning up against my door jamb looking sexy as hell.“Ready babe?” He asks.“Yep.
“Brady? I thought that was you.” Kayla laughs.“Kayla. What are you doing here?” I ask.Her dress screams slutty. Keeping my eyes above shoulder line. Not falling for that trick. I glare at her showing I’m not pleased to see her.“Picking up dinner silly. Just like you.” She giggles.I turn back around listening for my order to be called. Trying to ignore her. But she doesn’t take the hint.“So, what did you order?” She asks.“I'm not sure, my wife ordered for us.” I retort.“Oh, you like for your lady to take charge, take care of you?” She asks.“No. I love my wife, and she loves me. She loves taking care of me and I love her taking care of me. Look Kayla, I'm flattered really, I am. But I love my wife. She is the only woman I love. The only woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. So, whatever this is you're trying is pointless.” I explain.“I’m just trying to be nice. I don't know what you mean.” She denies.“You really shouldn't try to play stupid around lawyers. Now if you
And just like that the rage leaves and the sexual tension takes over. I rush into his arms and crash my lips onto his. He wraps his arms around me. I undo his pants and yank them and his boxers down.He's undoing my jeans and pulling them off. I pull my shirt off and reach for the clasp of my bra but Brady beats me to it. Then he pulls his shirt off. I push him back on the bed and straddle him. We're still kissing like we can't get enough. I reach down and guide him inside me. I rub back and forth and up and down driving us both crazy. He starts thrusting upwards pushing us both over the edge of our climaxes.I keep riding him until the jerks and tremors have stopped for us both. I fall down on his chest, not wanting to break our connection just yet.“Damn there's my wildcat. You can attack me anytime you want.” He groans.I laugh and smack him on the chest. “Brady!”“Careful, unless you're ready for round 2 now!” He warns.“We have guests.” I sigh.He smacks my butt. “Round 2 later.
“Wow I knew she was crazy, but not psychotic!” I gasp.“Oh my God! Someone tried to kill my daughter?!! I need to sit down.” Mom starts to freak out.“What about the security footage?” Brady asks.“We are trying to locate the person that left the package now.” The detective replies.I'm in total shock. Wow, I knew I had a bad feeling, but nothing we uncovered suggested she was this dangerous. What the hell?!“Rest assured we are working on this as quickly as possible. Just be extra aware of packages and being alone.” He replies.“She won't be alone for a second.” Brady assures him.“Here's my P.I.’s number. We've been checking into her for a while.” I explain.“I’ll follow up, but we don’t know if it's her just yet.” He replies.“Thanks.” I reply.He leaves to follow up on leads. Mom goes to her office. Damien and Melissa go to their desks. Brady slams his fist on the desk making me jump. He instantly regrets it, I can see.“Sorry my anger is at the situation and not you. How many sha
“The police are looking for you. You're not as smart as you think. They found the boy you paid to deliver the package and he picked your picture out.” I warn.“Ah yes, young Lance. You see he has a drug problem. And shortly after the police released him, he had an overdose. So, he won't be testifying. Sorry, not sorry, to burst your bubble.” Kayla laughs. “Wow I knew you were a skanky bitch but never pegged you for a psychotic killer.” I retort. “Well, he was getting too clingy. He had to go. I only needed him for the poison and delivery. I couldn't bare to let him fuck me anymore. I mean I can only pretend so much that he's Brady.” She replies.“You're sick, you need help.” I reply. “No, I just need you out of the way so me and Brady can be together. He made it perfectly clear, as long as you're alive he won't be with anyone else.” She explains.“Even if I were dead, he would never be with you.” I retort.“That's a chance I'm willing to take.” She retorts.She pulls out a gun and
We get ready for bed and cuddle. He's careful of my arm. It does take a little bit for me to get comfortable. We finally settle into a somewhat comfortable position for me.“God how I missed this!” I reply.“Me too.” Brady agrees.We cuddle and fall asleep taking a couple hour nap. I take the next week off work, doctor's orders. Brady goes to work as his schedule has picked up. He's got several cases. Oh, I forgot to mention that he had won his last 3 cases. Word was out, he's a top-notch defense attorney. Considering what we've went through its pretty amazing!Today I go to the doctor to have my wound checked. And I'm hoping I get cleared to all activities.“Well, I see no reason to keep you off activities any longer.” Doc replies. "Great, thanks doc!” I reply.I head to Brady's office with a little surprise for him. Poor guy has been so sexually frustrated. I just hope he's not too loud. I walk into our office and go to his assistant’s desk.“Hi Mrs. Thomas. How are you today?” Mr