If you have read to this point, I apologize. Somehow, three chapters came up missing. I am working with my editor to see about getting them published and put in order. Just bare with me, and thank you for the support! Update*** She said all she can do is delete all the chapters. I will publish 11, 12, and 13. You will just need to go find them before you read the other chapters. I apologize profusely as I'm not sure what happened.
I went to the club as it was band night, and they were all set up to play. Once the club was fully opened and everyone was there, we all got on stage and played for an hour. After playing, Dominique sat at the corner table she had marked hers. Post and I came and sat with her. Post started talking about her project and wondered when she would do the final test. She looked at him and then at me. “I honestly haven’t thought about it, Post. Can we talk about this later?” “Yeah, sure. I just didn’t know if you had talked to Melissa, about it yet or not.” “You’re working on a project?” I asked. “Ow!” Post exclaimed as Dominique kicked him under the table. “What did you do that for?” “I am taking it that I was not to know about this project?” I asked. Dominique sighed and said, “No one knows about it but me, Post, and Melissa. I was trying to keep it that way until I got it right for release.” “Oh. I can leave if you want to talk to Post and Melissa. However, I must say you
She looked like she was about to cry. I knew her imperfections bothered her, but they didn’t bother me a bit. I kissed her again, softly this time. I grabbed her butt and picked her up off the ground, and she quickly wrapped her legs around me. Fear wafted off her, and I realized she didn’t like being picked up. I carried her to the bed and crawled onto it while holding her. I laid her on the bed and broke the kiss. I kissed a trail down her neck and to her breasts. Dominique gasped when I took her breast into my mouth. I sucked on her nipple and flicked my tongue across it simultaneously. Her body heated up under mine. I moved over to the other breast and paid it just as much attention. Dominique pushed her hands into my hair. I was going crazy feeling her beneath me, in my hands, and in my mouth. I kissed my way over her stomach and licked across her scar. She moaned, and that just drove me mad. My hands went down her sides and then down her thighs. I used my fingertips until I
“Tell Dominique I will be waiting for her downstairs, please,” I said to Post. I walked back downstairs and headed straight for the bathroom. I grabbed several paper towels and wet them down. Then, I closed the stall door and cleaned myself up as best as possible. I would forever remember tonight, even if Dominique refused to be with me again. But at the same time, this made me want her even more in real life. Would it feel like that in real life as well? I finished up, walked over to the table we always sat at, and waited for her. I saw Post come down and get Melissa. She went upstairs, and a few minutes later, she came back down with Dominique. Was Dominique really that embarrassed by what we had done? Or was she ashamed of it? I watched her walk over to the bar, and Tim walked over. He sniffed the air and said something to her. She said something to him, and he went to fix her a drink. I could tell he was very unhappy about something. I grinned. He could probably smell her an
I sat beside Dominique at the bar. She had steadily been drinking since the incident earlier. She looked at me and then went back to her drink. Finally, she polished it off and stood up slowly. I was worried about her driving home tonight as she was too drunk to even stand up without weaving. “Why don’t you let me take you home tonight?” I asked. “I don’t drink and drive, Nathaniel. I didn’t drive here tonight, so I drowned my anger in the booze. Normally I don’t drink a lot because of how I got before. But, since Tim gave me a ride here and is taking me home, I’m okay.” “Tim brought you here? Why are you allowing him to come to your home and give you rides if you are not interested in him?” I was trying really hard to reign my anger in, but it was definitely not working. I could feel the muscle in my jaw ticking. I watched as her face contorted in anger as well. I had promised her no more jealousy, but I couldn’t help it. “Because I can hang out with whomever I want. Furthermo
I went to the bar once the sun had set and sat at Dominique’s table. I handed her an envelope that contained the contracts. She was surprised but didn’t realize I had a lawyer working on these since I mentioned them. “How long do I have to read through them?” Dominique asked me. “As long as you need. I’m not in a rush. You let me know what you think once you have read my offer,” I said. “Alright. I’ll do that. Thank you,” Dominique said as she set the envelope aside. “You seem distracted, Dominique. Are you alright?” “I’m fine. I just had something happen last night, and I’m not quite sure how I feel about it. To say I’m confused is putting it mildly.” “Please, remember that I am trying my best not to show the jealousy I feel. Is it about Tim? You have glanced over there several times since I sat down.” “Nathaniel, you are so sweet, and I really like you. So, I don’t think it would be a good idea to talk to you about this since you told me you are jealous and have shown inte
I tried to hug her, but she stiffened. I sighed and hugged her anyway. If she only knew why I couldn’t be there for her today. If she only knew that I had been with her every night and had protected her last night even though she hadn’t known she was in danger. How could I make her see that? “Dominique, did you call the police?” “No. Tim told me not to. I’m a criminal, and I covered it up. What if she died?” “Don’t think about that now, Dominique. You did what you had to do. Tim had a reason for not having you call the police. I understand it. I agree with it. All will be explained to you eventually.”I held her tight and felt her begin to cry again. She finally relaxed into my arms and let me hold her. I picked her up and carried her over to the couch. I sat down and held her against me, stroking her hair. She laid her head on my shoulder, and after a few minutes, she passed out in my arms. I kept stroking her hair as I thought about what I would do to that bitch when I got a h
He looked at her and then at me. I already knew they’d had sex, so it wouldn’t be a surprise if he said it, but Dominique didn’t know I knew. I just watched Dominique to see her reaction if Tim did mention it. I had to know what she was feeling about it. “You and I slept together, Dominique. Roxy thinks I am her property even though I haven’t been with her for a long time. She knows I want you, and that pisses her off. She figured out what we had done because she and Jacob were waiting for me to get home. Jacob decided to give me a good old-fashioned beat down. That’s why I didn’t come to work. Are you happy knowing now? Do you understand why I don’t want to leave you alone?” Dominique looked at me out of the corner of her eye. I tried to school my face to be blank, but I knew it showed the anger I was feeling. Knowing about it didn’t make it any better when talked about. Dominique sighed and leaned back in her chair. She closed her eyes. It seemed she was more worried about what I
“Are you serious?” Dominique asked. “Yes. I’ve never seen you like this, Dominique. If a car brings you this much happiness, then check it out. I like cars, and I collect them. I rarely ever drive them. Starting them up occasionally is all I have ever done with most of them.” “Oh, my God! How could you just let this baby sit here?” Dominique asked incredulously. “Well, again, I like cars and collect them. I usually drive my Mustang. It’s my favorite. Go ahead and check it out. The car is all original. It has barely any miles and was barely driven when I bought it.” I told her. Of course, she didn’t know I had bought it when it first came out. I just liked the look of it. I loved muscle cars. Dominique sat on the driver’s side and touched the wheel. The Pontiac Firebird Trans Am in 1969 was rare to find now, especially in such excellent condition, so she was barely touching it. I wondered what her reaction would be if I let her give it a spin. “Would you like to take it for a te