"Trace please. I am begging you. It will cause more harm than good. If you care anything about me, please do not tell my brother! I'm begging you!" Jazz pleads. He looks at her for what feels like an hour before he finally speaks. "Ok fine. On one condition." "Ok, and what condition?" Jazz asks. "You tell me anytime he contacts you and tell me everything he says. You hide nothing concerning him from me." Arrow demands. "Ok. I can do that." Jazz agrees. It's been a few weeks and things are going great for everyone. The wedding of Jag and Randi is finally here! They kept it simple just like Sam and Cassi's. Wedding and reception were held out back of the clubhouse. They set up folding chairs on each side of the isle. There were white and peach flowers and bows on each isle for Randi to walk down. Jag wore tan slacks, a white button-down shirt and matching tan vest. Randi had a long flowing but simple wedding dress. Her bridesmaids were dressed in peach knee length dresses. The r
Well Arrow, what are your intentions towards my daughter?" Bear demands. "I plan on claiming her as my old lady and marrying her, if she agrees of course." Arrow replies. Bear stares at him for several minutes. Arrow doesn't back down. Knowing the staring contest could go on way too long, Jade decides to intervene. "We'll leave you to discuss your future." Jade replies as she pulls Bear out of the office. "I know we've only been together a very short time, but I've been in love with you since I noticed the woman you grew into at 18. I want you to be my Old lady and my wife. So, Jazmine, what do you say? Be my Old lady, marry me, and allow me to be the father to your baby and raise him or her as my own?" Arrow asks. Jazz looks at him. She knows it's quick, but deep down she feels it's right. It's crazy, she knows it is, but she decides to go for it. "Yes." Jazz replies.Arrow breathes a sigh of relief then pulls her into his arms. He kisses her and hugs her tight. "I want the we
It's been four long days. Alex has been working and trying to sort through her feelings and how her and Doc should proceed. She finally texts him to meet to talk. When he shows up, he has a small daisy bouquet where each daisy is a different color. They are her favorites. "Wow, thanks." Alex replies. "When I bought them, I was trying to remember the last time I bought you flowers. And I couldn't remember." Doc muses. "My last birthday." Alex replies. "Let's sit." "Why do I get the feeling I'm not going to like what you have to say?" Doc asks. "I've been in love with you for a long time. I've always went along with everything you wanted and most of the times it was what I wanted also. But in doing so you've made it all about you and nothing about me." Alex replies. "I never meant to. I guess I just thought we wanted the same thing. You never said anything." Doc replies. "I know. That's on me. With your baby attitude lately, you've just made me afraid to talk to you. It's like yo
Macie is a 29-year-old editor for a well-known publisher. At any given time, she has hundreds of manuscripts to read over to find the next bestselling author. To date in her years working with A to Z Authors, she has found 21. Which is why she's one of the top editors at her company. She shares a condo with her best friend Kenzie. Kenzie is a PA to one of the CEO's at a top advertising firm. While both make enough to have their own places, they prefer to share for the company. And neither want to live alone. Macie has been dating Frankie for the past year. He's a hot Italian dance choreographer. Even though he's Italian he's super sweet and kind. Kenzie isn't dating anyone as her hot as hell boss takes up about 18 hours of her days. He's super demanding but Kenzie loves the challenge. And she's been crushing on him for a couple years. Before him she worked for his dad, then 2 years ago his dad had a stroke, and he stepped in to take over. "Hey Kenzie, I'll be home late tonight. Go
Macie spent the weekend reading the new manuscript she had brought from the office. It was good but needed a lot of grammar corrections. She got caught up in the story and couldn't put it down. The last one she had like this went on to be on the top authors list for months. That author currently had 9 best sellers and was one of the firms biggest clients. Not to say her other authors weren't good; they all were with several best sellers. But Macie would read about 500 manuscripts to get one great author. It's a good thing she loved to read. When she was fifteen her mom had been concerned over her choice of reading materials. She loved reading the smutty romance novels as her mom called them. At a parent teacher conference with her English teacher, her mom had voiced her concerns. The teacher had assured her mom that any reading would broaden her horizons. As long as she read it would be great. Her teacher said she saw great things in her future. And she was right. Macie was a highl
Macie put his manuscript in her bag. She needed to focus on work and put the extremely sexy writer out of her mind. She'd go over it in the privacy of her home. For some reason she felt she'd need to. Later that evening after dinner she got comfortable on her couch and pulled out his manuscript. He had accepted her edits on the narrative part. And he had refused most of the ones on the characters. When she got to the first sex scene she froze. In the margin he had wrote, "Macie, we can start off with this scene and I'll ease you into it". "Oh my God! Did he seriously write that?" She asks herself. Then she kept reading. In the margin of the second sex scene he wrote, "Macie, we can move on to this next". In this scene the guy had the woman tied up and blindfolded. He had also used a flogger. One thing was for certain. There was no way she could let a colleague help her with the edits since he mentioned her in it. That would be embarrassing, not to mention get her fired for being
Macie jumps up and dresses. Then grabs her purse and jumps in her car. It takes her a few minutes, but she can finally see his taillight in the distance. "Let's just see what you're really up to Mr. Gibson!" She mutters. If it weren't for the dark and the fact of him having one taillight, Macie would have never been able to follow him. He finally pulls into a warehouse looking building. It's surrounded by a fence and she can see tons of motorcycles in the parking lot. She sits on the side of the road a few minutes trying to decide to follow or not. Her friend Kenzie has told her about the MC. So she has two choices. She can go to the clubhouse, or turn around and go home. Loud music can be heard coming from the building. Finally, after making her mind up to follow through, she pulls up to the gates. She rolls her window down a few inches as a big stocky guy walks over to her. "You lost lady?" He asks. "Umm no. Ah Caiden invited me." She stutters. "Caiden?" He asks."Yeah, Caide
"No. I don't accept that. We do have something between us, something I've not felt with anyone else. That blow job meant nothing. Just a means to end the hard on that you had created." Caiden replies."Yeah well, if memory serves me right, you were the one that ran off before I could take care of it. Every time we were together you run off. We can't have a relationship like that. Even if I know what kind of lifestyle you lead now, and just so you know I don't disapprove of it." Macie replies. "I know, I had things to take care of." Caiden explains."Whatever you were playing at, doesn't work for me. You want your private life and me seperate but it doesn't work that way. I don't judge people by public opinion." Macie explains.“Good to know.” He replies. "Because you judged me, this is just not going to work. It's over before it really began. So, if you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you would leave now and forget I exist." Macie replies.Caiden stood up and Macie thought he was l