All Chapters of One Summer, Two Affairs: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The next morning, Andre showed up in her room with a suit. A well-tailored double-breasted suit that fit him like skin and made Colleen’s jaw drop to the floor when she flung her door open to see him. How convenient was it that the first thing she sees this morning is Andre in a suit after a night filled with sinful dreams about the man? But this morning, she was feeling a lot more like herself. No way he should have that much power over her body just by him being two feet away. That was not the Colleen Caddell she knew. She had never squirmed over a man. Until she met Andre Lourdes. Making a throat-clearing sound, she asked, “why are you dressed like that?”“I have a business meeting.” Just as he said, there was something very business-y about his tone and Colleen concluded that that was Andre Lourdes in his element—closing multi-million dollar deals with all of his charm. Charm she was so desperately trying to make herself immune to. So, she forced a smile, waved him goodbye,

ANDRE was right in picking that green dress. Sizing Colleen with his eyes, as he always does whenever she was up close, he knew she was a size 8. So when he waltzed into Chanel’s store asking for a green dress for a certain redhead that could steal the attention of an entire room, the attendant knew who he was talking about. And just as he thought, he was right. Immediately Colleen stepped into the hall, heads swung in her direction. Even Andre’s breath caught. She was just so beautiful. Swiping a glass of champagne from the tray, he proceeded to meet the woman of the night. His night.“I suppose a little credit should be accorded to me,” he said, handing her the champagne glass. “The whole room is looking at you, Colleen.” She shivered nervously as she took in the pairs of eyes glancing in their direction. “You know, that kind of makes me uncomfortable.” “Uncomfortable because you happen to be the most beautiful woman in here, tonight?” Andre passed her a heartening smile, collec

By 4 pm, Colleen was waiting for Andre just outside the courthouse, dressed in a white chiffon top, a pair of tightly fit slacks, and a summer hat to shield the sun which was at its peak. As she watched the players practice before the game actually began, a favorite unintentionally registered in her brain. The man in the pink polo shirt with a visor over his head seemed to strike the ball remarkably well. Or so she thought. He played with so much vigor, enthusiasm, and professionalism, that Colleen thought his opponent stood no chance. Well, that remained to be seen. Glancing at her wristwatch, the time was almost 4:10 and there was still no sign of Andre. She sighed. Just because he made a booking—coerced a booking—at VIP doesn’t give him any excuse to be late. If the whistle sounds for the first set, Colleen swore under her breath that she would go inside without him. Even if it meant settling for the bad seat because the court was packed. Just then, she felt a hand snake around

It was going to be a long day.As part of learning marketing, Darren James, the biggest marketing professional in Michigan, thought to test their skills on the subject by making them sell tee shirts and props for the forthcoming Last Day of the Summer fest being held in the resort. “And that is the last batch of our props." A weary looking Tobias said, dropping the bag filled with shirts, hoodies, face caps, summer hats, and what-not, on the floor beside a freaked out Colleen. “Whoa! That’s a lot. And we’re supposed to sell everything before. . .”“8 pm today.” “Now that is next to impossible in the Oxford dictionary.” .“Tell that to sweet sensation, Darren James,” Jessalyn Russo said from behind them. “He thinks that because he can sell things with a snap of his fingers, everybody should, too.”“When really, all that is going for him is his good looks,” Liz added, her face contorted in a frown as she looked over the bags next to Colleen. “Our bag is just as big as this. And it’

ANDRE watched as Tobias walked into the dining hall and headed for where Colleen sat with her friends, Liz and Jessalyn, chatting and laughing so happily. His eyes followed every move of Tobias, from when he walked into the hall, scanned the place for a certain redhead, and when he spotted her, strutted in her direction. He watched him speak to her in what he was sure was whispers, and after barely any convincing—because why would he need to convince somebody he had locked lips with yesterday—, she stood up and followed him to wherever the hell they had talked about.Yup! Andre was definitely paranoid. He tightened his grip on the tableware in his hand, so hard it began to hurt. But he didn’t feel any pain down there. The affliction he was feeling right now wasn’t from the knife in his hand, it was from watching Colleen follow Tobias out of the dining hall. “Easy there,” Valentina all but purred from behind him, in that velvet-textured voice of hers that made even the ladies ballyh