The Affair

Hidden Agendas

After Eve's late lunch with Jackson, she came home to find Erica parked on the steps outside their house.

"Bitch, what the fuck you doing here? Does Rosa know you are here already?" Evelyn held back a laugh, knowing Rosa had forgotten about Erica.

"Girl, I texted her this morning', and she left my ass looking like a bitch." Erica rolled her eyes as a smile cracked on Eve's face.

"I figured she would reply by now, but I thought wrong."

Evelyn let Erica into the house and helped her with her luggage. She called Rosa, but it would go straight to voicemail. They both figured her phone must have died.

"She should be home soon; she probably stood with no battery. Your hungry bitch?"

Both women went into the kitchen to make dinner as Rosa walked into the house from work.

"Whose car is in the front, Evelyn?"

Rosas' day was so tiring and stressful that she couldn't even remember her sister texting her that morning. So she never did reply to the text, so Erica on the couch caught her off guard.

"Oh shit! Erica? What the fuck are you doing here?"

Taken back to when she realized her little sister was in their house.

"Didn't you get my message this morning? The shit said 'read' bitch."

Rosa went to grab her phone in her purse, but she couldn't find her phone.

"Shit, my phone isn't on me. If it's not in the car, it's probably in the office. My bad, Erica, I had such a long day at work."

All three girls ate dinner and got ready for bed when Erica heard the doorbell ring. The others were in the shower; Erica opened the door to Jackson.

She bit her lip at the sight of the man that stood in the doorway. She leaned against the door and smoothly said.

"Hey, Papi! What's your name? What can I help you with?"

She licked her lips, looking him up and down. Jackson took his time to take in the woman that stood before him.

In pink fuzzy shorts was a curvy, dirty blonde lady. From where he was standing, she smelt like mangos. Her crop top nightshirt covered her stomach, only down to her belly button. Her hair was up in a messy bun, and strands of hair fell on her face.

He smirked.

This has to be Erica.

He thought. Damn it's no way she related to Rosa.

He cleared his throat.

"Is Evelyn here?"

She pursed her lips to the side as she examined him. All the muscles made her mentally drool.

"Come in! I'm Erica, by the way. Nice to meet you."

Her smile was provocative as she turned on her heel. She could feel eyes piercing her ass.

"My name is Jackson, Evelyn's fiancée."

At that moment, she wished she hadn't known Evelyn because she wanted to be all over him.

"Sit down, let me go get her."

She winked at him and skipped down the hall, knowing he was still looking.

Naughty man. She giggled.

She went into Evelyn's room and knocked on her bathroom door.