Chapter 24

 I stared at my reflection in the wash basin as I prepared for the fight. How had I gotten myself mixed up in this?

Thoughts of Jessica floated through my mind. I remembered how lovely she looked the night I met up with her at Mickey’s bar.

She was sipping on a glass of wine and didn’t notice me when I approached her from behind until I smothered her neck with kisses.

Recognizing my scent, she’d smiled and held my hands, as they rested on her shoulders. She leaned back against my chest and tipped her face upwards to allow me access to her soft, moist lips. I smile when I recalled her forced pout when she informed me that I’d kept her waiting once again.

I enjoyed Jessica. She was a compatible match for me. She rarely angered or got agitated with me and she allowed me far more freedom and liberties to pursue my own interests than any woman I’d ever known. In fact, the only quarrel I could recall -other than when I left to