Rehearsal Blues

Chapter 18

Tara

The next couple of days flew by just like that me waking up in bed alone after night of earth-shattering sex only to have him interrupt me in the shower. Until finally it was the day of the wedding rehearsal. I carefully kneel to search under the bed for the four-inch heels as Gio comes into the room. “If you don’t get off your knees like that, I’m gonna slip that cute little dress of yours up and we’ll be skipping the rehearsal sweetheart.”

“You better not.” I say quickly turning my back towards the nightstand. After spending almost, a week with him I knew better than to think he was making an idol threat. I learned that showers weren’t his only weakness. He caught me off guard one night leaning over the couch in nothing but his oversized shirt. While searching for my lost pen while I was working on my new pitch for the administrator for the Chicago city local schools to get assistance with transportation for UFCP.

I hadn’t had so much as a warning when he yanked up