by D. Camille
“She filled a void for you.”
He nodded. “For a short time, yes she did.” He turned her into his arms. “Now I have a Goddess who fills all of my voids.”
“I feel that she'll be back Sean and I know that's she's going to be trouble.”
“I won't allow it.”
She held him close. “I'll take you at your word my love,” Lily said laying her head on him but she knew inside her being that she was right.
Sean held Lily quietly as he thought about how he'd started the mistake called Shana White...
Sean was walking down the hall at school when Shana White stepped in front of him. She was so close that her breasts were touching his chest.
He smiled. “Hey Shana.”
“Hey Sean, I heard that you have your house all to yourself.”
He nodded and watched as she licked her lips.
“Why don't you let me come over and we could teach each other some things?”
Sean lifted a brow. “You want to come to my house?” he asked.
“Uh, huh.”
Sean heart began to beat. “When?”
“Now.”
“Okay.” He smiled.
She smiled and grabbed his hand.
“I need to tell Jordan and Izzy I'll catch up with them later.”
“I'll meet you at the door.” She turned and he watched her walk away tilting his head to the side as she walked. He quickly turned to find Jordan and caught up with him at his locker.
“What's up Sean? You want to go to the park later today?”
Sean shook his head. “Um...I have something...to do.”
“Man, you're doing more studying? You know you're going to get into Harvard.”
“I need to...work...on something.”
Jordan sighed. “Cool. Is Izzy studying with you?” Jordan asked.
“NO.”
“Alright, I'm going shopping today. Then I'll probably hook up with Izzy later.”
Sean nodded. “Sounds good. I've got to go,” he said quickly heading for the doors. He was nearing the exit when a door opened and he turned. Shana was waving for him to come inside. He stepped inside the small room.
“What's up Shana? I thought you were meeting me at the door,” he asked confused.
Shana smiled. “I want to see what you're working with first.” She proceeded to unfasten his belt and pants before quickly sticking her hand inside his underwear and grabbing him.
“Shana! What are you doing? We're at school,” Sean said stilling her hand.
“Nobody's coming in here. Relax and let it happen.” She continued until Sean's mind was blown and she continued to blow his mind and other things for the next months.
Sean had never told Jordan about his full escapades with Shana. It was not something he could say he was particularly proud of or wanted to broadcast. Most guys would have been eager to tell everyone Shana White was servicing them but Sean knew this was not something that felt right to him. In addition, Shana was not the type of girl he wanted in his life.
He'd finally ended it with Shana shortly before his mother returned. She'd not taken it well since no one turned down Shana White. She'd vowed he would regret it and to this day, he certainly had not. Seeing her today had not triggered one ounce of emotion. He hoped that Lily was wrong and that Shana did not decide to try to cause problems, because she would definitely regret it. He didn’t need distractions. His focus now was Salvador Esteban and he had to be on the top of his game.
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Trent met Isis at the movie theater where she had invited him this evening after Sean and Lily's dinner party. He helped her out of the car and they walked to purchase their tickets.
“I'm glad you were free to go to the movies with me,” Isis said glancing at him.
He smiled. “I'm glad you invited me.”
“That was something at the engagement party huh?” she asked.
“Crazy! I really thought Sean was going to hurt her.”
“Sean? I thought everyone at that table was going to hurt her.”
Trent laughed. “I know right? She was tripping.”
“And Ray?” Isis laughed.
Trent shook his head. “He is so raw, all the time.”
They bought their tickets and entered the theater.
Trent looked down at her. “Do you want some snacks?” he asked.
“No, but you go ahead.”
“Yeah, I'm hungry.”
Isis looked at him. “We just had a five course dinner.”
Trent shrugged and they got in line. After Trent had picked out a few snacks they turned to go into their theater. They started walking and walked right up to Callie standing in the hall. Callie in heels, skinny jeans and a long top with her Ankh around her neck.
“Callie?” Trent said surprised.
She looked up and smiled. “Hey Trent.” She looked at Isis. “Isis right?”
Isis nodded. “Yes. How are you?”
“Good, and you?” Callie said smiling.
“Fine,” Isis answered.
“What are you doing here Callie?” Trent asked.
Callie looked confused. “It's a movie theater Trent.”
“I know it's a theater.” Just as he was about to continue a tall handsome guy walked up and put an arm lightly around Callie's waist.
“Sorry baby for keeping you waiting.”
Callie turned to him. “No problem. I ran into some friends. Darryl this is Trent and Isis; this is Darryl.”
They all made greetings and Trent looked over the guy, six foot two, early twenties, clean cut, wearing jeans and sneakers.
“So, how do you know Callie?” Trent asked looking over at Callie.
Darryl laughed. “I like to say she dressed me. It confuses people.”
Trent nodded. “Yeah, she's dressed me too, so nah... I'm not confused,” he said not laughing at all.
Callie intervened. “So what are you guys seeing tonight?” she asked Isis.
“I'm a film buff and there's a drama about the plight of the Indonesian children in the smaller villages.”
Callie nodded. “Okay...we're seeing the new Kevin Hart tonight, but I might catch that at...another time.” She looked at Trent confused.
Darryl looked down at her. “Not tonight I hope.”
Callie shook her head. “Nah, not tonight.” She laughed.
He smiled at her and Trent lifted a brow. “Well it was nice seeing you both. Have a great time.” Callie took Darryl's hand and headed towards their theater. Trent watched them go feeling some kind of way.
After they’d walked away, there was an overhead page in the theater.
“Trent Harris your food is available at the front.” The message repeated twice.
Isis frowned. “You ordered food?”
Trent shook his head. “Nah, I didn't. I'll be right back." He took off walking.
Callie was walking with Darryl when she heard the page for Trent. She saw the security agent from the office as he began to approach her rapidly.
“Oh shit!”
Darryl turned to her. “What's wrong Callie?” he asked.
“Look, I've got an emergency. I'll call you later.”
“What? What's going on?”
“I promise I'll call you,” she said before rushing over to the agent.
“What's wrong?” she asked when she got to him.
“We need to move you and Trent now.”
Callie frowned. “Me?”
“Yes. We're ordered to protect both of you.”
He took her arm. “Let's go Callie. Where's Trent?”
They found Trent walking toward the front of the theater and cut him off.
“Wrong way Trent, where are you going? We need to get you out of here,” the security barked.
“What?” Trent asked confused.
“Let's go.”
“I gotta get Isis.”
The security kept walking. “They've already taken her to her car.” He
walked Trent and Callie to the waiting vehicle.
“You two get in the security car and we'll take you to a safe place until we determine and neutralize the threat.”
Callie and Trent climbed into the car and sat next to each other as they sped off. She turned to him.
“Are you okay?”
Trent shook his head. “This is crazy.”
“I don't understand why I'm in here. Nobody is trying to kill me,” she complained.
Trent looked at her. “My bad, did I mess up your date Callie? It's just my damn life on the line,” he said sarcastically.
Callie turned to him. “Why are you sounding salty with me right now?”
Trent looked out the window.
“Uh...hello?”
He turned to her. “What?”
Callie looked at him then turned and stared out of the other window.
Chapter 20
Isabelle sat at the stool in the hotel bar drinking cranberry juice. She was dressed unlike Isabelle Martin tonight because tonight she wasn't Isabelle Martin. Tonight she was Belle and Belle dressed like a sexual diva. The red dress hugged her curves and stopped well above her knees. The spaghetti straps showed her well-toned arms and shoulders. On her feet were the red heels that Ray picked out of her closet when she'd modeled for him. She looked up as a gentleman approached her.
“Excuse me beautiful, is this seat taken?” he asked.
Isabelle panicked and her eyes widened. “Uh-”
“My man, I've got this,” a deep baritone told him.
The man turned to stare up at Ray and immediately made his exit.
Ray turned and smiled at her. “Hello Goddess.”
“Hello.”
He took the seat next to her. “You are a very beautiful woman.”
She smiled. “Thank you.”
“Are you here alone?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Do you mind if I keep you company?”
Isabelle stared into her drink. “No. I don't mind.”
Ray ordered his juice and turned to her. “What is your name beautiful?”
She glanced at him. “Belle.”
“I'm Ray.”
She smiled and nodded.
“I'd like to dance with you Belle.”
Isabelle shivered. This would be the first time that Ray actually touched her with his body close to hers.
“Yes. I'd like to dance with you too.”
Ray stood and held out his hand. Isabelle put her hand in his and he led her to the dance floor. He put his hand on her waist and she stiffened.
“Relax Belle,” he whispered. “I just want you to enjoy yourself.”
Isabelle placed her hand lightly on his shoulder and he began to move them to the slow beat holding her a small distance away. Silently they moved together with her head down.
“Whenever you like you can move closer Belle.”
Isabelle placed her head on his shoulder and moved slightly closer.
His hand flexed on her waist and she caught her breath lifting her head to stare into his face.
He smiled. “That's better. I want to see those big brown eyes.”
“You have beautiful eyes. They're hypnotizing.”
Ray laughed. “You think so?”
“Yes.”
He nodded. “If so, then I'm commanding you to kiss me right now.”
Isabelle blushed. “All of these people are here,” she whispered still holding his eyes.
“They're not going to stop you.”
She continued to stare at him.
“If you don't want to, then that's fine,” he told her.
Isabelle closed her eyes and gently placed her lips on his in the middle of the dance floor with people everywhere. She felt like she was flying as Ray pulled her closer flush against his hard body. Her arms wrapped around his solid neck and she was he completely enfolded in him.
Ray continued to hold her as he moved to her ear. “I want to take you home with me Belle,” he whispered to her and Isabelle felt something she'd never felt before. Something in her private lady spot; like dampness...wetness; his voice had triggered a flood from her body.
She stepped back releasing him. “I...I have to go to the ladies room.” She turned and quickly walked down the hall. Isabelle raced into a stall and after adding a seat cover sat down. Her new underwear were drenched, what there was of them at least was drenched and her nipples were tingling, she'd never had that happen before, she smiled.
Isabelle dug into her purse and completed a quick clean of the lady area before heading back to meet Ray. He wanted to take her home with him. Oh yes! He was waiting for her in the hall and she walked up to him.
“Everything okay?” he asked staring down at her.
She nodded.
“Can I take you home with me?”
Again, she nodded.
“You know that you will be taking off that dress?”
She smiled and nodded.
He smiled and took her hand. Together they exited the restaurant and headed to her car.
“Would you like me to drive?” he asked. “I had security take my car home.”
“Yes, you can drive.” She reached into her purse and handed him her keys.
The drive was quiet as Isabelle was deep in thought and anticipation. She smiled as she thought about what had happened while dancing with him.
“What's going on in that brilliant mind?” he asked.
She turned to him. “I'm wondering what you're going to do to me.”
He glanced at her. “What do you want me to do to you Belle?”
“I probably have no clue.”
“Do you want me to touch the sacred spot you went to the ladies room to take care of?”
She gasped and her hand went to her mouth. Her face became as red as her dress as she lowered her head.
Ray reached for her hand. “Don't be embarrassed Goddess. It's natural. It means you're a beautiful, healthy woman.”
“It's never happened before,” she whispered.
“Whenever I touch you, I'll make sure it happens.” He brought her hand to his lips.
She looked out the window. “You would touch me there?” she asked.
“I don't even have to use my hands,” he told her.
She turned back. “What would you use?” she asked.
“My mouth”
“Your...mouth?”
He nodded slowly.
“Oh, my...”
“Would you like to try?” he asked.
Isabelle looked at him. “Will I like it?”
“From my experience it's very pleasurable...for you as well.”
“Would you like to?” she asked.
Ray smiled. “All night long if you'd let me.”
Isabelle smiled back at him. “Okay.”
Ray gave a million silent thanks to the Universe as he drove to his house. He let Isabelle inside and showed her to the sofa.
“Would you like anything?” he asked.
“Just what you promised me in the car.”
Ray was on his feet in an instant. “Okay.” He reached for her hand when his phone went off. He pulled it out and saw the Code Black for Trent. He lowered his head and groaned.
“Is something wrong?” Isabelle asked.
He lifted his eyes to hers. “I have an emergency. I have to go. I'm sorry Isabelle.”
“It's okay. I know your business is very important.”
Ray took her hand. “Will you stay here until I get back?” he asked.
“You want me to stay at your house while you're gone?” she asked confused.
“Yes. I want to see you when I'm done.”
Isabelle nodded. “Okay, I'll wait for you.”
He took her hand. “Thank you. I will be back as soon as I can, I promise you.”
Isabelle raised a hand to his face. “I'll be right here.”
Ray lowered his head to hers kissing her slowly. “I will see you soon Belle.”
/> He grabbed his phone and was out the door. Isabelle fell back on the sofa and imagined his mouth on her private lady spot. Oh yeah...she'd wait.
Ray was briefed in the security car on the situation. When he pulled up to the building on the docks there were three other cars parked. He walked inside and found Jordan, Sean, Trent and Callie. Joining them at the table he began to brief them.
“There was a package left for Trent at the movie theater,” he told them. “One of the employees was paid to bring it inside. No description of who gave it to him. Didn't need one; we know who it's from.”
“Esteban,” Sean stated.
“It's supposed to be some kind of clue. I'm having it analyzed right now and then I'll take a look at it.”
Ray turned to Trent and Callie. “You two okay?”
“I don't know why I'm here Ray,” Callie told him and Trent looked at her.
“You're part of the team Callie. We look out for you as well,” Ray explained.
He turned to Trent. “If you hear your name over a loud speaker, it's probably in your best interest to wait until security instructs you. Got it?” Ray told him pointedly.
Trent nodded. “Got it.”
“He's too close,” Jordan commented.
Sean looked at him. “We have to let him get close enough to catch him Jordan.”
“I know. I just don't like it.”
“Everything went off without a hitch tonight, except for the wanderer.” Ray said glancing at Trent.
Trent shrugged. “They said they had food for me.”
“You can't possibly be that damn greedy,” Jordan told him and Callie laughed.
Trent gave her a look and she frowned at him. Ray caught the interaction between them and shook his head before turning to Jordan and Sean. “He's fitting right into our plan. Everybody stay focused.”
Sean and Jordan stood and turned to Trent. “Slip up again and we're putting you on lock down,” Sean told him.
“I hear you,” Trent told them. “No more wandering.”
Sean, Jordan and Ray headed out the door and to their separate cars. Trent and Callie were put in one car to take them back to the theater to retrieve their cars.
Trent glanced over at her. “You can go home now Callie and call old dude.”
Callie's eyes narrowed. “Well I could've been watching a movie with old dude if you didn't want to act so damn dumb trying to go get some food!”