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"So, where are we going now?" I asked Devon as he drove off. "I know you think I forgot all your pleasure spots and points.” “No, after last night, I know you haven’t forgotten.” “Are you flirting with me, little lady? If I don't do this one thing, you will be upset." "What on earth on you talking about now? Are you sure you are describing the right person? I'm not that young lady in those wedding photos who was easily impressed. So whatever you think you still know about me, I could have changed." "I don't think so..." Devon teased. "You change this one thing I'm talking about? I don't think so. That's unlikely." Devon says, looking over at me as he's driving. "No, when I think about it. I've changed. I probably like doing this more now than I did back then." He said, winking at me. I squinted at him, trying to figure out what he was talking about now. "I love it when I have you all worked up and confused, in a good way. Especially with that look on your face. Listen carefully
We entered this very upscale nightclub of famous and elite business people. Once we were seated, we made small talk, and before I knew it, I finished my second strawberry delight and rum frozen drink. I felt good, perfect. I slid from my chair, tugged on my thigh-length dress, and took Devon by the hand. Then, moving with precise steps in my Navy blue stilettos, Devon followed me to the dance floor. "So you do know me after all!" I said, looking back at him over my shoulder and grinning happily. I didn't recognize the song, but it had a beat that wouldn't quit! The club sat at the edge of our city, surrounded by a spectacular view. The exclusive nightspot tucked away in this private part of town is owned by someone Devon knew that is famous. It dished out music that drew the tourist who wanted to socialize, enjoy the upbeat sounds and dance the night away. Whirling strobe lights give me fractured glimpses of Devon, who I guided into the gyrating crowd. When we started dancing, Devon
I It has been almost three months now, and my memories of my marriage and life with Devon have not returned. True to his word ever since he's asked to date me. We have been spending time together, he has taken me to the movies and out to dinner several times, and we have gone for walks, and I've even joined him at the gym. We have had many waves of laughter, and it's almost like I'm reading a good romance novel, and I am the leading lady in it. I must admit I'm starting to develop feelings for him. He's nothing like the man I saw so vividly in my brain. Last night in the wee hours, something came to my mind, and I can't figure out if it was a bad dream or reality. But I recalled hiding in a closet. I remember the feeling of being terrified and asking someone for help! When I woke up, hop out of bed and went to look at the closet in the bedroom, and it wasn't this closet. I immediately went looked at the photo album to see if something would come to mind. I see these pictures of me
Once they got on the plane Zari slept most of the way there. Devon took advantage of the flight by doing some work. When they arrived at their destination he woke Zari up. "Sweetie we're here." The sun over the beach today was bright with a light breeze coming off the ocean. The drive was filled with laughter. The atmosphere was filled with a saucy combination of romance and excitement. When they got out of the rental car, Devon took the hand of Zari as she smiled at him. He was so happy she was comfortable enough to aloud him to hold her hand. They walked to a good spot on the grass and laid out their beach towels. There were only a few people out this early in the morning. "We will go to the beach as it warms up some if that's okay with you?" "That's sounds great. This place is so beautiful." Devon becomes spellbound as her thick shiny black hair falls away from her beautiful face while her eyes are still closed. Devon's gaze drank her splendor down like a fine wine. She notice
When they arrived at the grass bungalow Zari was surprised. "Is this where we are staying tonight?" "Yes, and dinner will be served shortly. Tell me do you remember anything about that night?” “I’m sorry Dev, I don’t. But tell me everything. I want to know how we met.” (Events will be told in real time three years ago) Tonight a group of clients came in of elite status. Filling the room were attractive women and equally handsome men came pouring through the doors. It was time to start serving the guest. Crowds of happy people full of spirit began mingling with one another. They were served at the open bar a variety of alcohol as they engaged one another in conversation before they took their seats. All the tables had assigned to two or more people. Zari looks at her Ipad for the seating chart. She's been assigned to the left side of the room. Things quickly got busy. Zari worked her way from the front of the room to the back, smiling and taking orders. Then a handsome man came i
“Wow, I’m impressed. I can’t lie and said I recall any of it Devon. But it’s beautiful how we met. It really is.” Devon couldn’t deny he wasn’t a little disappointed. But this trip was all about rekindling their closeness and the love they felt before. When their meals arrived they enjoy their deliciously prepared foods. While laughing and talking, something Zari was gradually getting more comfortable in doing. The evening was so lovely and not a bad thought entered Zari's mind once. The view and the person she was with it all felt like a dream a very good dream. We danced together under the moonlight after dinner. Song after song we danced. Devon looked into her eyes and couldn't hold back anymore. He kissed his wife. Zari was shocked at first, but then she realized how much she enjoyed it. The kiss was tender and sweet and unforced. When he backed away, he saw a hint of a lustful eye in her gaze, and went back for another kiss. He made this one longer. Zari held onto his shirt kno
Dr. Chad recommended to Devon that Zari should start working. She needed to keep her mind busy with other activities. So she recalled Devon asking her to work for him. "Oh baby, I was joking. I don't know if that would be a good idea right now." "It was a good idea when you suggested it last month. I want to w, work and it would be good for me to leave the house. I'll be ready to start briight an early Monday morning." "Okay, love, if you think it would help." **** "What? Is this a dream?" My eyes, head, and heart could not believe what and who I saw at my job! Confused wasn't the word to describe what I was feeling. I was happy to see him at one moment, then angry the next, but most of all, I was hurt. Who is this guy I had married standing before me now? Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde? I positively didn't know what to think or do. So, I kept quiet because to say something would be too embarrassing and to make a scene by acknowledging that we knew one another. And since he was ig
When I arrived at the house, I turned on a light, and all I could do was collapse on the sofa. I could not believe the nightmare I had experienced at work today! The more I thought about it, the more unreal it seemed. If I hadn't gone through it myself, I would not have believed something like that could ever happen! I found myself getting angrier and overheated. Finally, I removed my clothes and began hanging them up in the closet. I stood there angry, mumbling about how I felt and that I couldn't say or do anything about it all day! The thought of keeping my emotions locked away made me sad—the return of that painful lump developed in my throat again. I wanted to cry, but I had my pride. So I refused to let tears fall again! I had never felt so disrespected in all my life! It hurt that he didn't care a shred about me! The tension was so intense in my body. It ached from the crown of my head to the bottom of my feet. I had to do something to relax, my scramble thoughts were all over