Deep Seal
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At three thirty in the morning my little man entered the world. Nadia said she was three days past her due date. Aiden Jr. held on until I returned. That was the best gift a man could ever receive. I knew I’d have to leave them again soon. That last snake I was after was still out there. I wouldn’t rest until I found him.
Holding my son in my arms, I pressed my lips against Nadia’s. “You did great, baby. You two are the only happiness, I’ll ever need.”
The End
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HIDDEN WITNESS 5: MARCO’S STORY
PORTLAND, OREGON MY least favorite place. It rained too fucking much. Not sure how Dillon lived here for fourteen years. My father said there was a black-tie charity event, happening while I was in town. He said I should attend and donate a shitload of money. He said it was good publicity. So here I was leaning on one elbow against the bar. My eyes scanned the room over my glass of vodka. There were a lot of heavy hitters in the room. Whoever was running this event was well connected. The band played a light ballad. I needed a change of scenery. Dominic said I spent too much time at the strip club. I smiled taking another sip. Turning to the bartender, I raised my empty glass. “Another one, please.”
“Whoa, how many drinks have you had tonight?” I heard to my right.
I peeked at the beautiful dark chocolate woman. Her smile brightened.
I glanced upward, reflecting on her question. “Three.” I peered at her. “Do you think that’s too many for a man my size?”
Her pretty dark eyes roamed my tall frame. “I don’t know. How many drinks does it take to lay you out? You know shit face drunk?”
I laughed, sipping my refreshed drink. “I’d say twelve.”
Her pouty lips fell open. Then she laughed. “You’re pulling my leg?”
“Nope. And I don’t drink and drive either. So, if I had too many drinks, I’d call a cab. What about you? How many drinks until you’re bursting with laughter?” I winked.
“Not sharing.”
I smiled. “You don’t have to.” I stretched my hand out toward her. “Marco Esposito.”
I shook her soft hand. We stared at each other longer than we should have.
“Emoni Morgan. It’s nice to meet you.”
“The pleasure is mine. I don’t want you to worry about me drinking too much. I am an excellent pacer.”
She smiled.
“What are you drinking tonight? No let me guess. Red wine.”
Her high cheek bones lit up. “Most times. But I am drinking champagne tonight.”
I chuckled. “Ok.”
“Calling all bachelors to the stage. We would like six wonderful men to volunteer to be raffled off for charity. You’d spend time with the person who paid for your time tonight. Please gentleman join me on stage.” She tossed her long black hair over her shoulder.
I turned and faced the bartender. “Another vodka...”
“Marco, do you plan to participate?”
“No.”
“It’s for a great cause,” she smiled.
“I already donated a hefty check tonight. I think myself and the charity are even.”
“Would you volunteer for me?” She batted those long eyelashes. “I think if you were the first man on stage, you’d spark hefty bids.”
I sighed. “The only way I am walking onto that stage is if you bid on me.”
“What? No.” She waved her hands.
“All you have to do is bid until you win. When the auctioneer counts down, you yell out the winning bid. I’ll cover the cost of the bid.”
She placed her hand on her chest. “I don’t know are you sure?”
“I am. And that is the only way I’ll participate.”
Her cute face twisted. “Ok.”
I walked down the aisle onto the stage. Emoni was right. The second I stepped on stage women stood to their feet cheering. Five other men joined me on stage. The bids poured in. Emoni waited. Two women were in a bidding war over me for one hundred K.
“One hundred five thousand dollars.” The red head lady stated smiling, walking toward the stage like she’d won.
“Going once. Going twice.”
“One hundred fifty thousand dollars,” Emoni shouted.
The red head lady turned, scowling at Emoni.
“Going once. Going twice. Sold to the lady at the bar.”
I didn’t want to grin ear to ear and make it obvious. But I was excited she won.
Strolling toward the bar, I raised my hand to the bartender. He placed a vodka on the rocks before me.
“Great job, Emoni.”
She smiled wide. “I learned from the best.”
I slipped my check book out of my tuxedo jacket and wrote the check to the charity. I placed the check on the bar. The auctioneer appeared, collecting the check from Emoni.
Two hours later, our lips were glued together. I shoved her petite body against the hotel door as I slipped the card in the slot. Three vodka cranberries later, our tongues were damn near permanently attached. That was what it took to get her to my hotel room.
Lying on my stomach, stark naked. I opened one eye. My tattooed arm was sprawled over her stomach. I caressed her soft skin. She didn’t stir. The clock read three a.m. Normally, I kicked women out right after we had sex. Why was Emoni still here? Something weird was happening because I wanted her to stay.
The second time my eyes slowly opened I glanced around the room. It was empty. Sitting up and tossing my legs over the side, I stretched. My fingers ran through my tousled black mane. I flexed my muscled back. Standing to my feet, I strolled toward the bathroom, rubbing my eyes. I placed my hand on the knob and the door flew open.
“Oh, my god!” she shrilled, staring at my cock.
“Shit, I thought you were gone.”
Finally, her eyes met mine. “I didn’t think you’d wake up soon. I was just leaving.”
“You don’t have to leave. I thought you were gone because it’s day light.”
She smirked. “Well, I’m leaving now.” She strutted toward the door.
I stalked behind her, placing my hand on the door. “Don’t leave.”
“Don’t leave. Why not?”
“This is my last day in town. I was hoping you’d spend a few hours with me or the day.”
She turned, falling against the door, arms folded, staring into my green eyes. “I think it might prove dangerous this time around.”
My brow wrinkled. “Why do you say that?”
“We’re sober.”
“If I recall we started the night out sober. It wasn’t until later last night when things became tricky.” I winked.
“I don’t foresee any problems. We can continue to enjoy ourselves.”
The dress she wore hugged her lushes’ curves. Shit.
She blushed. “Ok.”
IN THE NEAR FUTURE
KNOCK, KNOCK.
Sierra opened the double front doors. “Marco!” She threw her arms around my neck.
“Hello, Sierra. I bought a couple of bottles of wine.”
“Thank you. So happy you could join us for dinner again. Dillon loves having you over. You know that. Make yourself at home.”
“I’ll place the wine in the fridge.”
“Ok, join us in the dining room.”
I nodded.
Dillon and I hung out a couple of times a week. Maybe we made up for lost times. Since he was supposedly dead for fourteen years and some change now. Sometimes Sierra cooked and Dillon and I ate in the family room. Laughter poured from the dining room.
After leaving the kitchen, I stepped into the dining room and froze. Shit, what the fuck was she doing here?
Sierra stood smiling from ear to ear. “Marco, I’d like you to meet my best friend Emoni. She’s in town visiting from Portland.”
She stood extending her hand to me. “Nice to meet you, Marco.” She smiled.
What the
fuck was that? Now we don’t know each other? Never spent time together? I squeezed her hand lightly. “I hope you are enjoying New Jersey.” I walked to the other end of the table, sitting next to Dillon. Emoni and I would have a little talk, before I left here tonight.
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NICKI’S LOVE TORN
“EXCUSE ME, SIR. HOW can I help you? This is a private venue,” I stated.
The man didn’t respond he stood, gazing out the window. The sunlight poured into the center of the room. Two men from either side of the room walked toward me out of the shadows.
“Charles, Michael, that will be all,” the man said, waving his hand in the air.
“Robert!” I erupted, strutting toward him.
I glanced over my shoulder. The doors closed behind the men after they exited.
My stomach twisted. Running my hands down the front of my dress, I walked beside him.
“How are you?” he asked, peering at me with a sly smile.
“Robert, I told you it was over a few months ago,” I affirmed, pounding my fist at my side.
He gazed into my brown eyes. His strong, eager baby blue eyes told me all I needed to know. He ran his fingers through his short blonde hair then pulled me into his arms, slamming my body against his crisp expensive, dark, blue suit. Robert leaned down, thrusting his lips against mine full of need, desire, and pain.
Sadness filled his eyes. “I missed you baby,” he murmured.
I was like a cooked noodle in his arms. Where was my strength to resist him? I pulled back from him, slightly. “Robert, I thought we agreed to stop seeing each other.”
“No, you told me we had to stop because of your new friend Adam,” he said dismissively.
“Baby, you know I can make him disappear just-like-that,” he replied, snapping his fingers.
My heart plummeted and my eyes widened.
“Baby, we’ve been together for over ten years. It doesn’t work like that,” he said, flashing his beautiful white teeth.
He pressed his handsome pink lips against mine again. “Stop the foolishness and let’s go back to the way things were, just me and you.”
I pushed back from him, turning to the window. It became difficult not to look at him. My sad eyes pierced his.
“Robert, I don’t understand why you are doing this. We discussed this matter before. You’re in politics following in your father’s footsteps. Your father’s image of a wife for you is not me!”
“Yeah, I’m following in his footsteps like you wanted too right?” his voice raised.
I cut my eyes back to the window and tugged my lower lip.
“Nicki, I know this is a rough time for you. I understand Samantha had her baby,” he said, stepping behind me. My legs threatened to buckle. Robert clutched my waist.
“Does he know about us?”
“No. Robert what would I tell him? That the only man I ever loved can’t make an honest woman out of me. If he does, he’ll never become the President of the United States.”
“Baby, I’ve been in love with you since the eleventh grade. You knew I’d give it up for you,” he said, running his lips over my hair.
My body shuttered in his arms. I was falling apart.
“Robert stop,” I sniffled, wiping the tears from my eyes.
He reached into his pocket, pulled out his handkerchief, and placed it in my hand.
“Did he ask you about starting a family yet?”
“In a roundabout way.”
“What did you tell him?”
“I said nothing. What was I supposed to say? Adam, I don’t want kids because I had a difficult pregnancy and my baby was delivered stillborn at six months. I just can’t go through that again!”
I turned in his arms, clinging to him, wrapping myself in his arms. “Have you visited her grave?”
“Yes, on her birthday like I do every year. Only difference is I go alone instead of with you.”
He caressed my face. His empty eyes stared into mine. “Baby, I need you.”
“Robert, we have to move on with our lives. Adam is in love with me. He wants forever with me.”
“And I don’t?” he roared.
I pushed back from him, attempting to walk away. He grabbed my hand.
“Robert, the problem was never if we loved each other whole heartedly! You have to carry out your family’s legacy. You’re the Republican’s best hope. You, will become the next President of the United States.
I told you at the lake that day you would have to give me up. The state of Georgia wouldn’t have allowed you to win the Senate seat if you married a black woman. I did what I had to do. I couldn’t stand in the way of your destiny.” I was heartbroken all over again. My air ways threatened to close. I needed to leave.
“Good day, Senator Chandler!” I stormed out of the room.
“Bye for now, Nicki.”
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