Surviving Dallas (The Brown Series)

The sun had set. Alexis ‘Lexi’ Brown looked at her cellphone. She was only a few minutes away from her destination. Lexi had become a travel blogger and writer after her mother had won the state lottery six months ago. Lexi’s mother had split the eighty-four million dollar jackpot with her daughters.This was Lexi’s third big trip. Brock Lockhart, an old school friend, found her travel blog online and contacted her. They hadn’t seen each other since they had graduated high school.  He had joined the Marines and served five years. After he left the Marines, Brock got into construction. Two years ago, he started his own construction company in Dallas. He was successful, but he wasn’t filthy rich until his grandfather passed away eight months ago, leaving him a sizeable inheritance.            He used the money to purchase an old mansion outside of Dallas. The estate was eight

            According to Victor, Brock got pulled into an emergency business call. He had instructed Victor to serve dinner without him. They were all seated at a long wood dining room table. The only light in the room was the chandelier above the table. They could see to eat, but Lexi couldn’t make out their surroundings.            The first appetizer was a Caesar salad. The main course was duck a l’orange. Lexi never had duck before. She liked it, but it was a heavy dish.            Victor had disappeared into the kitchen to get dessert. While Victor was gone, Connor stressed again that the place was really haunted. No one paid attention to him. The guests chatted away until Victor came back into the room pushing a food cart.         &nbs

He smiled as he unzipped the back of her light brown dress. Lexi reached for his tie and slowly loosened it. They kissed each other. This time, Lexi opened her mouth, and Brock wasted no time dipping his tongue inside.Brock pulled the sleeves down on her dress as he ravaged her mouth. She moaned against his lips. He tore his mouth away and kissed her neck. His fingers slipped under her bra straps, and then pulled them down. Brock kissed his way down her shoulder. As he did, his hands reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Lexi exhaled with relief from being freed from the snug binding.Brock stood up straight and aggressively pushed down her dress and bra. Lexi pulled her hands out of the sleeves. He watched her with heavy lids as she let the dress and her bra fall on the wood planked floor. She pushed her black panties down to join the pile of clothes, and stood before him in nothing but tan high heels and brown thigh highs.Lexi reached for the top button o

It was 10 a.m. Friday morning, and Lexi couldn’t find her cellphone. She thought she had left it on the nightstand last night before she went downstairs for dinner. When she came back upstairs last night, she couldn’t find it. Lexi thought she might have left it in her purse instead on the nightstand. She emptied her purse on the bed. It wasn’t there.“That’s odd. Where the hell did I put it?” she asked herself. It wasn’t unusual for Lexi to misplace things sometimes, but she couldn’t imagine where else she could have put it.There was a knock on her door.“Come in,” she said.The door opened. It was Jeffrey. “Hey, Lexi, sorry to disturb you, but do you mind if I borrow your cellphone? I want to check in with the office and I can’t seem to find mine.”Lexi’s eyebrows arched up. “Really? I can’t find mine either. It’s one hell of a coin

            Jennifer and Jeffrey requested that their dinner be served in their room. Jeffrey told the others that Jennifer was so upset about what happened to Lindsay that she was too afraid to leave the room. It was a partial truth. Jennifer was petrified, but she wanted to be alone with her husband so they could discuss their next move.            “We should leave,” Jennifer said seriously.            “We can’t leave even if we wanted to,” Jeffrey said seriously. “There’s practically a hurricane outside.”            “It’s just a bad storm,” Jennifer countered. “We only have to drive twenty-five miles. It’s a better option than staying here and getting attacked for