There were celebrations all over the hotel. In addition to the HUD awards there were two additional awards by family foundations. We had hosted a small party for several investors complete with a video of our company and projects. The last thing I remember is being dead on my feet and hoping everyone would leave soon.
The phone keeps ringing. I need to answer but my head feels like a bomb exploded behind my eye lids. Trying to sit up makes the pain worse. I decide to try the path of least resistance. I reach over my head while not actually moving my head to answer the phone. As I reach my leg moves over and I touch another leg. Startled I jerk to a sitting position assuming I am going to turn and find Quiana in the bed with me. She decided to surprise me. I am happy. We can have a day just for us. Maybe I will extend my reservation. I will wine and dine her and... The hair spread over the pillow is not long and brown with chestnut highlights. This hair is black with blond streaks.
My cell phone starts to ring as Brandy softly moans. "David stop all the ringing. " She turns and buries her head into her pillow. No, my pillow. This is my room and my bed making it my pillow. It is black with blond streaks.
"What the hell are you doing in my bed?" I am beyond shocked and angry.
"You said you wanted me to stay after we made out on the sofa. You said once was not enough." Sitting up she turned, looked at me and smiled. It was a dreamy satisfied smile like she had been ravished for hours. Her sheet slid down to her waist. My eyes follow its path and see her breast. The nipples instantly harden. The phone starts to ring again. She jumps up and heads for the bathroom.
"Stop the phones before I finish my shower. Be ready when I finish." I am looking at the door close on her naked butt topped by a tramp stamp. The phone on my night stand rings again.
"David, you said you would call when you returned to the hotel room and tell me everything about the award."
"Baby, it was so late I did not want to wake you." My voice sounds like a raspy old drunk and serious smoker. Quiana is quiet, Quiet for too long.
"What's up with your voice David? You sound awful. Have you been drinking?"
"Lots of networking and celebrating. Lots of food and all kinds of beverages. Listen, I believe I have two serious investors and a possible two more. I am meeting the questionable ones for breakfast."
"Breakfast? It is after noon." My watch is still on my wrist. Looking at it I find it is indeed twelve thirty. My meeting was for ten.
I need to get off the phone and get my life in order starting with the woman in my shower. This is not happening! I can't destroy my marriage and my whole life over a woman who means nothing to me. I hear Pauline's warning repeating in my head. Early this week, she had walked into my office and told me to be careful around Brandy. Said she was slick and had me on her radar. It had been Pauline's third warning. Seems Pauline was right. It is not an accident Brandy was in my bed this morning. Meanwhile I can hear her singing in the shower. I sit on the side of my bed, completely naked. I look around for my clothes from last night. Nothing. So I grab a pair of sweats from the chair in the corner and look in my gym bag for a tee shirt. I do not want to be undressed when I have this conversation and eviction with Brandy.
I start to the bathroom to knock on the door when the phone starts to ring. Walking back across the room, I snatch the phone from the cradle.
"Lawrence."
"David, DJ wants to come to the hotel. Can I bring Angel and DJ down and we have dinner after you check out?"
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Broken Contract (Book 2)(Editing for Publication)
RomanceDavid and Quiana are still deeply in love. They fulfilled their original contract then went on to become a family of six and build a massive financial real estate empire. In book 2, their love will be challenged beyond their wildest imagine. Will th...
