Trey I can't believe she's here. The woman I've been obsessively thinking about for the past three days is my sister's best friend, and she's right here in front of me! Kiara. She has me wrapped around her little finger, she just doesn't know it yet. After our confrontation in the kitchen, I know she feels something for me, even if it's just lust. That's a start. With time, I'll make her see that there's a explosive connection we can't just ignore. Throughout the day, those pretty brown eyes flicker my way, but as soon as our gazes lock, her face flushes and she looks away. I really want to say fuck Candy and just talk to her, but I know my sister. Even though Kiara hooked up with me by chance, she'll find a way to blame one or both of us. Plus, the thrill of keeping this secret between us sends a hot rush of desire through me. I can't seem to focus on anything other than her until Mama and Candy start arguing. Kiara rushes out of the room and I watch helplessly as s

Kiara Even after one of the weirdest, most confusing events I've ever had in my life, I can't get Trey out of my mind. Tonight, I'll be going to his restaurant. I tried to come up with an excuse, but Candy thought I was trying to avoid him due to her past opinion (that only ended last night), but that's not the case at all. He seems to be obsessed with me, and a small part of me likes it. The larger, more logical part of me is terrified that Candy will find out and hate me forever. I sit in my car adding a sex scene to my manuscript and all I can think about is what happened yesterday. With one hand in my panties, and the other typing on my laptop, I imagine the way he touched, tasted, and fucked me. Thankfully, I'm on birth control because I did not expect to have sex nor let him finish in me last night. Trey claimed to give me meds for my "nausea", which I quickly used as an excuse to leave early and shower while his river of cum leaked out of me. The nigh

Trey It has been two weeks since I last saw Kiara. Other than going to the airport to see Candy off (somehow she managed to afford a flight within a week of her and Mom's fight). She even avoided eye contact and rushed out of the building once my sister departed. I thought that kiss would've meant something to her. It meant every damn thing to me, but she's still set on pretending her feelings for me don't exist. If anything, I'm a patient man. I'm hoping in time, she'll see that I'm worth the risk too. As I'm wrapping up food prep for dinner service tonight, my phone starts ringing. I don't recognize the number, but it has the 757 area code, so I decide to pick up and pray it's not somebody calling about my car's extended warranty. "Hello?" "Hello, this is Principle Evans from Princess Anne High School. Are you the parent or guardian of Jeremiah Thompson?" "Yes," I clench my jaw tightly. Looks like Mom's not answering, and Candy's in New York, so I guess I'm next in lin

Trey "Fine, but I don't want him anywhere near here. You meet him in a public place," I insist, gritting my teeth. The "pity" face comes out to play again. "And you'll foot the bills, right? Your greedy bi-, mother be takin' my check. I heard 'bout your restaurant. It would be a damn shame if we couldn't reconnect, due to funds that I know you have." I clench my jaw even tighter, almost to the point of breaking my teeth. "Fine. Just make sure you never lay a fucking hand on him. If I ever find out that you've hurt him, I'll kill you," I say with a snarl. He smirks, that look of satisfaction on his face making me feel sick. "Why in the world would I do somethin' like that?" I scoff, rolling my eyes. "Oh right, I forgot. You only hit women and defenseless children." I can tell I've struck a nerve because his nice guy act vanishes in an instant. He clenches his fists, his face contorting with anger. "You better watch your mouth, you little bastard!" he spits out. As he gra

Kiara I enter his luxurious penthouse while he takes my bags inside. I find myself glancing around, half expecting Candace to pop out of nowhere and yell, "Gotcha, bitch!" Oh God. I'm nauseous. This feels so fucking wrong. There's no way I was going to let him pay for a hotel, so I chose the cheaper but probably worse option. There's no way I can stay here and not feel that I'm betraying Candace. If she found out, how would I even explain this to her? The knot in my stomach tightens. I don't even realize I'm hyperventilating until Trey crushes me against his chest. "Shh Cupcake, it's going to be okay." Against my better judgement, I melt into his embrace, his delicious scent washing over me. I quickly come to my senses, and push him away. "W-We can't do this, Trey. Candace is going to hate us!" He grabs my shoulders, squeezing gently. "Look Kiara, you're not doing anything wrong. You've been living in your fucking car for weeks, and Candace was so caught up in her own shit,