“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
He groans. Luckily, she can't hear him unless he pushes the button on the intercom to talk back.“Ok give me about 10 minutes. Just finishing up.” He chuckles at the double meaning.I get up but he stops me. Bringing my lips to his. A few kisses and promises of what's to come and he helps me up. I grab my clothes and head in to his bathroom to quickly clean up and dress.“I'll see you at home.” I reply as I get ready to leave.“Soon as I get my last appointment done, I’ll be out of here.” He replies.“I want a sausage and cheese calzone for dinner.” I order.“Ok, sounds good.” He agrees.“You may want to button all your shirt buttons.” I smirk.“Shit Steph really?” He replies.“What?! You know I get carried away. And I know it turns you on when I leave my marks on you. Besides as long as you keep your buttons buttoned, you won't be able to see it.” I reply.“What am I going to do with you?” He asks.“Well, if I have to tell you.” I laugh.“Smart mouth, get. I have someone waiting.” He
Cheyenne is a 29 year old paralegal from Tennessee. Her best friend is Laura. They've been bff's since 1st grade. Laura grew up with money. Chey (pronounced Shay) did not. She worked hard for good grades and college. She works for a top law firm. She had wanted to be a lawyer, but the whole public speaking and 80-hour work week was not for her. Becoming a paralegal was the next best thing. She didn't get the glory, but there were other rewards. Like knowing her work caught the bad guy or saved an innocent person was her only reward she needed. She loved her job as it allowed her to work when and where she wanted. Most of her work was researching laws and past cases. So, either law books or online. She had to check in every Monday for her cases each week. Then how she researched was up to her. Afterwards when finished, she had to meet with whichever law partner she was researching for. So she could give her report and files to them.“So, I got our tickets to the 5 closest shows. Co
“I don't think that will be necessary. The boys are gentlemen. I don't have any problems with them.” Chey laughed.“Good. Good. Well, have a nice day.” He replied.“You too sir.” She replied.After lunch Chey was in her office when Mike walked in. He smiled as he walked in. He left the door open as not to make Chey uncomfortable."I have my newest case I need you to research.” Mike Palmer explained.“Ok. I have Jay's case I'm finishing up so I'm not over loaded right now. I can get started right away. When's the court date?” Chey asked.“About three months. The arraignment isn't until next week. So, no set date yet. I just wanted to get a jump start on it. I think this one will be complicated.” Mike explained.“Well, that's good you have time. And I enjoy a good challenge.” Chey replied.“Yes you do, as do I. Have you changed your mind yet?” He asked.“No sir.” Chey denied.“Well, that's a shame. But I respect your wishes. Good day Chey.” He replied.“Have a nice day Mr. Palmer.” Chey
Could I be? Or is it the stress? I wash my face and brush my teeth again. The police escort is here to take me to the hospital. I get to the hospital and Grant is signing his release papers to leave. “We need to stop at the pharmacy. I need to get some gauze to change the dressing on my hand." Grant replied.“Umm, yeah I need to stop and get something as well.” I said. “Oh? What?” Grant said. “Well.. I ah.. Gosh this is so not the time, and so hard to say.” I stuttered. “Darling what’s wrong?” Grant asked. “Well I thought it was nerves, but I’m not sure..” I replied.“Not sure about what?” Grant asked. “I’ve been getting nauseous. And I’ve thrown up a few times.” I explained. “Something you ate?” Grant asked. “No, I don't think so.” I denied. “Stomach bug?” Grant asked. “No.” I replied.. “I don’t understand?” Grant was confused. “I think I might be pregnant.” I blurted. “Say something please?” I begged. “I’m just caught by surprise. I mean I know due to the situation th
The ambulance and police finally get there after what seemed like forever. They take Grant to the hospital but I have to stay behind to talk to the police and the detective. “Yes, that's definitely brake fluid. I’m going to go look under his truck at his brake lines. I’ll also have a professional look it over. I’ll be in touch.” Detective said. “Okay, thanks! I need to get to the hospital.” I said. I go to the condo and get my stuff and call an uber for the hospital. I get there and have to wait in the waiting room until they get him in a room. “Are you family of Grant’s?” Dr.Greene asked. “Yes. We live together.” I replied. “I can’t discuss his condition without you being family or his consent. But he is in a room now and you can see him.” Dr.Greene said. “Thank you, that’s perfectly fine. I understand your policy.” I responded. I went into his room, sick to my stomach. He’s here because of me. Because of my deranged ex. His head is bandaged and his face is pa
KENZIE'S POINT OF VIEW He’s so angry and I’ve not heard him use the f word. Grant’s not the kind that curses, one of the things I love about him. He doesn’t smoke either and drinking is strictly a glass at special dinners. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I should have been here to make sure you had an escort home.” Grant said. “I didn’t want you to be worried while you were driving. And we can’t let his bullshit control our life. You have work and I have work. I took an uber and I will from now on, on the days you’re gone.” I said. “Okay, but I want you straight home and not to go anywhere. You’re safe here and at work.” Grant said. “I know and I will. I promise.” I agreed. Good, let’s eat before it gets cold.” Grant replied. After we ate, we watched a movie. And half way through it we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. The rest of the movie was forgotten. “You make me insane everytime I see you. I want to take you to bed and strip your clothes off you. And make lov
KENZIE’S POINT OF VIEW We lay there for several minutes waiting for our breathing to calm down. And I realize this is real love. I’ve never felt this much, it’s more than sex. it’s mind, body, and heart. Wow 36 years old before I find real true love! He leans down and his lips meet mine. No hurry, taking his time enjoying the pure bliss and aftermath of our love making. He lays down beside me and when his body leaves mine I feel so empty. He pulls me into his arms and kisses me again. We’re laying on our sides facing each other. His legs tangled in mine, his arms wrapped around me. END OF KENZIE’s Point of view “Wow, that was amazing. It was the best I’ve ever experienced.” Grant said. “Me too.” Kenzie agreed. “Give me a few minutes and I want a repeat.” Grant smiled. “Ah Grant?” Kenzie said. “Hmm?” Grant said. “We didn’t use protection.” Kenzie said. “You’re not on the pill?” Grant asked. “No. I can’t take the pill. I have a condition that makes me highly suscep
“Yes?” Grant said. “Umm he can’t get up here right?” Kenzie asked. “No he can’t. Even after he gets out of jail don’t worry about him coming back here.” Grant replied. “Okay, would you..” Kenzie started to say. “Would I do what??” Grant asked. “Uh, nothing, never mind. See you in the morning.” Kenzie said. “What is it Kenzie?” Grant asked. “I just, um, I don’t want to be alone.” Kenzie responded. “Would you like for me to sleep with you tonight?” Grant asked. “Would you mind? I mean just sleep, that’s all.” Kenzie blushed. “Go to bed, I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Grant said. Grant made sure the door was locked. Then he went to his room to change clothes. He put on gray joggers and no shirt. “Oh my, I didn’t think this through. I don’t think I’m getting any sleep tonight.” Kenzie thought. “Ah, where’s your shirt?” Kenzie asked. “You’re lucky I have joggers on. I normally sleep in my boxers.” Grant responded. He climbed in bed behind her. Her heart was b
It must be Bob or Grant. Bob has been bragging so much about how well the office is running now. She went to the front desk. There’s a beautiful flower bouquet. “I’m McKenzie Berkley.” Kenzie said. Front desk said. “ This is for you. They are so beautiful.” “Yes, they are. Thank you!” Kenzie said. “Miss me?” Leo said. He’s right behind her and the fear is stuck in her throat. Slowly she turned to him holding her breath.“What are you doing here?” Kenzie asked. “I came to collect my wife.” Leo said. "I don’t know if my face is pale from fear or red from embarrassment as the front desk clerk knows I’m living with Grant." Kenzie thought.“Ex-wife, and I’m not going anywhere with you. I left you and filed for divorce.” Kenzie said. “And I refused the divorce and you are coming home where you belong.” Leo grabbed her wrist. “No I am not! I am home. I live here now!” Kenzie said. “How can you afford this?” Leo asked. “That’s none of your business.” Her face turned red. He squeez
“We don’t need privacy. I broke up with you almost a year ago. Why do you keep showing up where you’re not wanted?!” Grant shouted. “But baby you know our parents want us to marry, have kids, be with our own kind.” Amber responded. “Holden, you were supposed to keep my alien status a secret!” Kenzie crossed her arms. He bursts out laughing and she gives me the death glare. “You think you’re funny don’t you?” Amber asked. “Ah, Holden, you should read this text from Mary.” Kenzie said. “Yeah, I know I am. I’d rather be funny than a desperate woman.” Kenzie said. “Look Amber, for the last time I don’t love you. I am not marrying you. As a matter of fact I’m in love and seeing someone else. So don’t come back here.” Grant replied. “You don’t mean this old hag do you?! Please tell me you’re joking?!!” Amber said. “Shut your mouth! Leave now before I call security! And don’t come back!” Grant yelled. I open the door and held it open. She storms out. “I see, I’m not the only one w
“I want to say yes, but I feel it’s a bad idea.” Kenzie saId. “You saw how big my condo is, It’s paid for. All I pay are utilities. Stuff I pay whether you’re there or not.” Grant explained. “Let me pay half?” Kenzie said. “If it will get you to say yes, okay.” Grant said. “Are you going to tell Leo?” Grant asked. “No, I’ll leave a note when I leave.” Kenzie responded. Kenzie didn't tell him about the one time she packed to leave and Leo threatened to kill her. Telling her he’d rather her be dead than with someone else. Or the many times he said if he caught her with another man he’d kill them both. It’s all talk, she thinks. She's moving 6 hours away and not telling him where. She goes on lunch break to the courthouse and picked up the paperwork she needs to fill out for the divorce. She'll file it the Friday she leaves. Mary and Pat are going to help her pack at the last minute. All she really has are her clothes. Grant is bringing his truck after Leo leaves for work. Her
“I can draft a letter for you and list my info, and say It’s a training trip. And maybe you could stay a couple days?” Grant said. “I don’t think I can afford that.” She responded. “You could ride down with me on Sunday and then I can drive you back when you’re ready. I’ve got vacation days I can take. And I have a 3 bedroom condo. So you don't need a hotel.” Grant explained. “I don't know if that’s a good idea.” She said. “I promise to be a complete gentleman. No funny business.” Grant said. “Okay.” Kenzie said. So I tell Pat and she’s more excited than me. She’s going to help my cover story in case Leo calls my work. When the letter came in the mail Leo threw one hell of a fit. Said he forbade me to go. We fought every day, I almost backed out. But Sunday came and I had my luggage and met Grant at my office so I could leave my car. “How bad was it today?” Grant asked. “Just more ranting and cursing.” She said. “I found several very affordable apartments in goo