In the blink of an eye, a single tumultuous evening descends into a hazardous existence for Jasmin Montez, a 27-year-old divorce lawyer who prioritizes her professional pursuits above all else. With a steadfast commitment to cementing her standing a...
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It was Sunday and it was a stressful week. It's been a month since I've seen Ace. We've text every now & then and a few facetimes but that's it.
I continued to play my Cheryl Lynn throughout my house speakers as I made Sunday dinner. It's just me and 'Fro but that's all I need to be honest. My family is in Houston and I go out when I can.
My ring notifications went off meaning someone who doesn't pay this mortgage was on this property without my permission.
Looking at the surveillance it looked to be Ace. He started getting spooked considering the fact that it was eight o'clock at night and I live somewhat in the woods. I like my privacy.
I opened the door yelling at the bottom of the driveway.
"Are you lost city boy?" I snickered, wrapping my body up in my robe since I only had on shorts and a spaghetti strap but no bra.
"Nah I uhh... I was thinking about you,"
"And your phone don't work?"
He laughed walking up the driveway to my side door.
"Thought you might have wanted a little company,"
"Saying I was cooking and cleaning didn't mean I wanted company."
"Okay then I'll leave babe," he turned on his heels , shoving his hands in his sweatpants.
"Come in here boy," I stepped to the side sliding the door open enough for him to come in.
His cologne smacked me like a mist of roses and I was getting wet by the second.
"Hey baby," he closed the door locking it.
"Hey how have you been?" I asked walking around the corner hall to my kitchen as he followed me. I could feel his eyes glued to my ass.
"I've been good just traveling and promoting. I just got back Friday."
"Oh so you been partying all weekend."
"Yea well something like that." He sat at the table getting comfortable.
"You hungry?" I asked taking the turkey wings out the oven.
"Yeah I could eat..." I smirked.
"Damn shit smells good!"
"Thank you...I've never seen you without all the..." I waved my hand around at him.
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