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IF: Nowhere To Run (Camryn Morgan Series Book 1)

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by Anjallia T. Chase

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  "Plus he doesn't know how to order a good drink. Shaken not stirred that makes the drink watery." James said.

  * * *

  "Or proof that you're a drunk." She said.

  * * *

  "I'm not a drunk. Your turn." He smiled at Camryn.

  * * *

  "A Criminal Minds episode where JJ's answering machine said they were not home now. She works in the Behavioral Unit for the FBI and her husband is a cop and they have a small child. An answering machine? Who uses those things anymore? The outgoing message says were not home? Come on. No one in law enforcement would leave that as an outgoing message." She said.

  * * *

  "The longer a show stays on the more opportunity for things like that to slide by people working on the show." James smiled. He kisses Camryn's hand.

  * * *

  "James" She whispered.

  * * *

  "Yes Megan?" He whispered.

  * * *

  "I'm inviting you back to my room." She smiled.

  * * *

  "Okay." He smiled.

  * * *

  James wondered what she did for a living to afford to stay in this five-star hotel. He had the impression she is used to this lifestyle. He is glad they went back to her room verses his dumpy apartment.

  * * *

  Camryn places a glass of Merlot in front of James.

  * * *

  "What do you do for a living where you can afford this hotel suite?" He asked,

  * * *

  "Do you want to talk about my resume or have sex?" She asked.

  * * *

  He almost choked on the wine when she dropped a studded, thin and warming pleasure condoms next to his glass.

  * * *

  "Don't slap my ass or my boobs... don't slap me period. I don't think it's sexy and it pisses me off. I turn off porn because of that." She stated.

  * * *

  James took another drink, condoms, porn and she's telling him what she wants in bed...where has this woman been all his life! He thought.

  * * *

  "Don't suck my toes, that shit is gross." He stated. Camryn laughed and ran her hands through his hair. He seems nervous to her she is calm. She had never had one night stand before so now she can check that off her list.

  Alison looks through the telescope at Triple S. Claudia is correct. Alison is delighted.

  * * *

  "Hello Saul Sawyer Sampson welcome to your reality call." Alison chuckled.

  * * *

  "His stupid pick up seminar is tonight. You were correct fucking him on a day of his seminar is extra sweet." Claudia smiled.

  * * *

  "Guys like Saul have convenient way of thinking. Now that he's been raped maybe he'll be less eager to advocate to change sexual assault laws. "Alison smiled.

  * * *

  "Yes. According to him since the action took place in the privacy of his home it shouldn't be considered rape. "Claudia said.

  * * *

  Saul panics finding his pajamas across his office chair. Alison and Claudia couldn't stop laughing.

  * * *

  "You selected well." Alison said.

  * * *

  Claudia is pleased. She’s back in Alison's good graces.

  James uses three fingers to rub back and forth over her clit. Camryn adjusts his hand.

  * * *

  "It hurts if you're on my clit." She said.

  * * *

  She lightly presses his fingers until the pressure is perfect. She closes her eyes.

  * * *

  "Oh fuck!" He said.

  * * *

  “Seriously!” Camryn said.

  * * *

  "I will clean that up." James said.

  * * *

  The next morning Camryn found two condom wrappers, she had been optimistic about needing six with James. The poor guy could not hold his erection. Fortunately, he is good with his hands and mouth. They had eaten breakfast together before he left.

  * * *

  She started the long task of unbraiding her hair. After a few hours, Camryn washed her hair. Why the heck God gave black folks this hair. She remembered hearing her grandma say something about the need came from being in Africa. Well she's never been to Africa and her ancestors haven't been in Africa for at least 100 years and yet the hair hasn't changed. She is surprised to find someone in Roswell that braids hair. At least she got a good price for the service and it didn’t take all day to finish her hair.

  * * *

  Camryn is in Roswell so she had to go to the UFO Museum. Some items she found creepy and others ... any moment Shaggy, Scooby, Velma, Daphne and Fred would de-masking the monster.

  Camryn returns to the hotel. She found a napkin James left his phone number and email address on it. She recalls a sorority sister once said. 'If you're not getting satisfied there's two options. Work with him or replace him.' She considers the sex with James. She throws the napkin away.

  She goes to bed early. She is leaving first thing in the morning for Austin Texas.

  * * *

  Camryn walks through the decadent hotel lobby she felt important. Her wearing her Chanel shorts, blouse, high heeled shoes, handbag and coat. When she put on the Chanel sunglasses it pulled her wealthy woman image together. She spritz Chanel perfume around her and walked through the mist.

  * * *

  She knew she's being a labels whore but it's Chanel. Her entire outfit costs more than her previous monthly income. She had to admit liking the lifestyle of a wealthy woman.

  * * *

  Richard checked the time 4:45 am, he is confused. A young woman places her suitcase in the car. A bell captain ran over to the car and hands the woman a bag when she smiles he realizes it is Camryn.

  * * *

  She cut her hair. She has new clothes but that smile. She had the whitest teeth he's ever seen.

  * * *

  'She is pleased with herself,' murmurs Richard. Camryn pulls out of the parking space. He follows.

  Parker sits by Alison and hands her a bag.

  * * *

  "Thank you." She smiled and stirs sugar into her coffee.

  * * *

  "I can't believe you wanted sugar." Parker said.

  * * *

  "I don't trust the artificial stuff." Alison stated.

  * * *

  "I can't afford to go to college so being a big shot day trader is what I should do." Parker said.

  * * *

  "What about state or community college? You seem like a college person." Alison said.

  * * *

  "State colleges keep raising tuition to the point that it's gotten too expensive. People are spending more money on school and the jobs their getting pay sucks. So what's the point of college?" Parker asked.

  * * *

  "I guess it depends on what you want to do. I have to get back to work. Thanks for getting the coffee." Alison stated.

  “You’re welcome.” Parker said.

  * * *

  Her shoes squeaked on the marble floor. The elevator door closed. Parker is sweet. She doesn’t usually do sweet but she couldn’t recall the last time she’s had regular sex. This could be an opportunity to corrupt a young man.

  Camryn enters the healthy vegetable cooking class. Wesley does look like his photos. He’s gorgeous! He smiles and gestures Camryn over to the table.

  * * *

  "It is exciting. I get to drive at high speeds and police don't stop you because you need to get out of the path. Camryn, hello beautiful. "He smiled.

  Camryn’s read about this reaction to him in romance novels. She always thought it was something just placed in books. A visceral reaction. I don’t have time for this. Camryn thinks.

  “It’s nice to meet you in person. This stunning person is my baby sister Shelby.” Wesley said.

  “Hi, welcome to Austin.” Shelby smiled.

  “Hello.” Camryn smiled.

  * * *

  “Camryn is
the group’s new superstar.” Wesley said.

  “No I’m not.” Camryn said.

  “Yes you are. You now are consistently making 3 sales a week. With the payout on the affiliate you are making over $2000 a week. Superstar.” Wesley said. He tweaks her nose.

  The sister touch…great! Camryn thinks. She didn’t have a chance with someone as hot as Wesley. NEXT! Camryn stopped her negative self-talk. Maybe she doesn’t have a chance with him but that doesn’t mean there is anything wrong with her. She has to stop jumping to conclusions. He invited her to the cooking class so they can meet. He’s being kind.

  “Has Wesley given you the Warren Buffett investment speech?” Shelby asked.

  “Yes he has.” Camryn smiled.

  “He’s my hero. You have a beautiful smile, Camryn.” Wesley smiled.

  “Thank you. So the theme is Cajun flavoring veggies. I do like Cajun style red beans and rice.” Camryn said.

  “Would you stop flirting Wesley.” Shelby said.

  “What? I’m the luckiest guy in the room.” Wesley smiled.

  * * *

  Wesley quietly surveys Camryn. She has on shorts she has pretty legs. She has a good sized ass, great rack, beautiful smile and he hopes she tastes as sweet as she looks.

  * * *

  Camryn discovers Wesley is moving he's buying a house so Shelby is looking for a roommate. They ate the food they prepared during class.

  * * *

  Shelby hopes Camryn likes the apartment. Shelby is confident that Wesley wants her to stay for different reasons. Camryn wants to stay and talk with the Hunter siblings but she's been on the road for hours and her body demands sleep.

  * * *

  She returns to the rented apartment. It is quiet. She has money. She has a car and now possibly a permanent place to stay. Wesley...mercy!

  It's 6 am when Camryn arrives for the city bus tour. She figured this would be a good overview of Austin. Camryn located a seat placed earbuds into her ears. She flips through the tour guide. She had a meeting this afternoon with potential roommates but the morning belonged to her.

  * * *

  Two elderly women sat across from her. One woman poked the other and pointed to Camryn.

  "These young people are all heading for being a bunch of deaf old folks. She's listening to her rap music first thing in the morning. Why would you want to listen to some angry punk? He never calls a woman a woman it's always bitch this and ho that and they use those words for woman." She said.

  * * *

  Camryn removes an earbud when she notices one of the women waving at her to speak.

  * * *

  "Young lady what are you listening too?" She asked.

  * * *

  "It's an audio book about history, well about what's missing from history education in America." Camryn said.

  * * *

  Second elderly woman laughs, "She thought you were listening to the raps." She said.

  * * *

  "I'm not a rap music fan ma'am." She smiles and places the earbud back into her ear. She had no intention of entertaining old busy body for the entire trip. She decided since the tour options gave flexibility to hop off and explore an area she would elect that option. Richard climbs on the tour bus and sat a few seats away from Camryn. She smiles at him.

  * * *

  "Good morning." She said.

  * * *

  "Good morning." He smiled at Camryn. Richard's becoming accustomed to her smile. The few people he's interviewed about her may not recall her name but they always recall that beautiful smile of hers.

  * * *

  Camryn looks at two cowboys she bet they dressed this way since they were little boys. Belt buckles the shape of Texas, cowboy hats, jeans and those hideous stripped shirts. It's almost a stereotypical Texas cowboy expect this is Austin and the cowboys were chatting exciting about their Lady Gaga tickets.

  * * *

  Camryn smiles. Hello Austin, I’m Camryn Morgan. She thinks.

  5

  Handle

  SHE’S THE NEW PERSON of this group. It's been her experience; she's the one excluded when things go wrong with someone from the core group.

  * * *

  She's reached her limit with Trent Costa.

  * * *

  "Did you say you were in Bonham?" Camryn asked.

  * * *

  "Yes," Costa stated.

  * * *

  Camryn glances at Wesley, Shelby, Tobias, and Wednesday. Wesley knows Costa's mouth is moving when he's lying. Tobias insists on bringing Costa along when they go out these days.

  * * *

  "What's Bonham?" Wednesday asked.

  * * *

  "A rock group before you were born," Wesley said.

  * * *

  "What did you do in Bonham?" Camryn asked.

  "I played drums," Costa said.

  "You played drums in Bonham," Camryn stated.

  "Yes," Costa said.

  * * *

  "Jason Bonham was the drummer in Bonham. You did not play drums in Bonham." Camryn stated.

  Wesley, Shelby, and Tobias burst out laughing. Costa always tells people he played in various bands, and Camryn is the first person to call him out...at least to his face.

  * * *

  "I was there," Costa said.

  Everyone but Wednesday knows he's lying, but that's his story, and he's sticking to it.

  * * *

  "What's next? You play bass guitar in the White Stripes." Camryn stated.

  "No he played drums," Wesley said. He smiled

  "He sang lead," Tobias said.

  "Camryn in an encyclopedia of musical knowledge so careful how you answer Costa," Shelby said.

  * * *

  "I'm not researching stuff on Google. I was there." Costa said.

  * * *

  "I’m not either. You probably should. My grandpa played with the Rolling Stones, BB King and he performed at the White House for two Presidents. I know music." Camryn said.

  * * *

  "So what! That was your grandpa. Fuck this and fuck you Camryn!" Costa said.

  * * *

  "Whoa! Not cool man." Wesley said.

  * * *

  "I'm outta here," Costa said.

  He stood knocking the chair to the floor; He murmurs as he walks out of the restaurant.

  * * *

  Tobias places the chair against the table. He, Shelby and Wesley continue laughing.

  * * *

  "Costa is lying?" Wednesday asked.

  * * *

  Camryn's opinion of Tobias reduces seeing him sucking face with this embryo, calling herself Wednesday. If it’s not about the latest exercise or diet trend, Wednesday is clueless. She thought Tobias was a better man.

  Tobias overheard Shelby and Camryn making fun of him. He knows it’s immature to bring Costa along knowing he’ll annoy her. But today he felt like being the immature asshole her and Shelby believes he is.

  Shelby didn't like Costa and hoped with Camryn calling him out on his bullshit; he would become a less frequent guest.

  * * *

  "Camryn you're ruthless," Tobias said.

  * * *

  "I'm not dealing with his brand of bull shit today," Camryn stated.

  * * *

  "You leave her alone," Wesley said. He kisses Camryn's hands. "Thank you, chocolate goddess." He said.

  * * *

  Wednesday didn't understand why Wesley is taken with Camryn. She has a pretty smile, nice cheekbones, and pretty skin but guys didn't pay attention to those things.

  She has dated Tobias four months now, so far, she hasn't been able to figure out Wesley's type. He has dated women 10 years older than him, which is gross since he's 44. Dated various color and religion, she can't figure out his type. She introduced him to a few of her friends. He never would go out with any of them stating they were too young. Camryn couldn't be older than 24 so Wesley didn't like her friends. Why her?

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