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  I pointed to all twenty presents on the right side of the tree.

  “All of these?”

  I smiled at her.

  “All of those. Of course you and the baby count as one you know,” I said as she noticed that I’d purchased a brand new crib for the baby.

  I was hoping that she wouldn’t question me too much about the money but if she did I was simply say that I received another bonus check for the holidays.

  But luckily, despite that fact that I’d purchased her some pretty expensive gifts she didn’t ask me any questions.

  Not even one.

  The chiming of the doorbell stole my attention and I headed towards the door.

  “Merry Christmas baby,” Silas smiled.

  I guess you could say that we were dating.

  And everything was going just fine.

  Silas got plenty of my free time and I had to admit that I was really enjoying his company.

  He was funny, smart and the perfect gentleman.

  I loved that he treated me like a queen and I liked that he complimented me and spoiled me, regularly.

  Being with him was even better than it had been with Keymar.

  And I never thought that I would say those words.

  Silas and I had yet to cross the sex-line and to be honest I hadn’t been in that big of a rush.

  I gave away enough ass on the regular because I had, so, I’d wanted to take my time with giving it up for pleasure.

  Oh, but it was coming.

  He handed me a bag full of goodies and I kissed him on the cheek.

  “Really? It’s Christmas,” Silas smiled and kissed my lips.

  “Eww, y’all nasty,” Tia whined and her and Horizon continued going through their gifts.

  “I have you a gift too, but you can’t get it until later,” I smiled but not as big as Silas did.

  He’d been more than patient with me but I was sure that he was overdue.

  He was still a man.

  And it was time for me to take care of his needs.

  I was just a tad bit nervous as to what would come after we had sex.

  Would it officially mean that we were a couple?

  Would things between us change?

  I couldn’t help but wonder if it was in my best interest to still keep some kind of emotional and even a little physical distance from him; at least until I was done with the hotel.

  I didn’t want to risk him finding out the truth and then walking away; especially since I was already almost in love with him.

  No, I hadn’t had the most experience with being in love more than once, but if my memory served me correctly, it surely felt a hell of a lot like this.

  Maybe it was too soon to feel this way, so I tried my best to keep my emotions in check.

  But I was definitely starting to feel something for him.

  And I could only hope that he was starting to feel something for me too.

  The rest of the day went by smoothly and before I knew it, the day was gone and seeing that Tia and Horizon were fast asleep on the living room floor, so it was time for Silas and I to get nasty!

  I left him for a few moments and headed to my bed room to shower and prepare myself for my performance.

  I’d chosen to dress up like Mrs. Clause---a topless, sexier version of course.

  I only wore the bottom half of the outfit, a red lace bra and thong combo, a hat, the sexiest little Mrs. Clause glasses, fish net stockings and an expensive pair of pumps that I’d gotten from the hotel.

  I lit candles, turned on soft music and made sure that everything was in its proper place.

  Working on the thirteenth floor I’d learned a few things whether it was from the clients or from eavesdropping on conversations that the other women seldom had.

  “Silas?” I called out to him.

  I heard him coming down the hallway.

  “I’m in here”

  He’d never been back to my bedroom before and he smiled at the sight of it.

  Let’s just say that though I didn’t make my room at the hotel as comfortable as I could've my bedroom at home was everything that a room was supposed to be.

  It was one of the only rooms in the house that you could actually tell that I was making real good money.

  I’d upgraded to a two thousand dollar king sized bedroom suite; pillow-top mattresses, silk sheets, huge paintings, a sixty-inch TV on the wall and a five hundred dollar rug.

  My bedroom was my own little paradise and I couldn’t wait to get home to it after a long day at the hotel.

  Silas smiled at my partial outfit and leaned in to kiss me but I moved away.

  “Sorry, but I’m running this show,” I said.

  I led him to the bathroom and left him there to shower.

  When he appeared back in the bedroom, my juices instantly soaked the lining of the red thong that I was wearing.

  I eyed him hungrily.

  His skin was so smooth and creamy and I just couldn’t wait to taste him.

  Of course he was a doctor, one that dealt with diabetes, so he was in tip top shape.

  He had abs and everything.

  Not to mention that I just loved to listen to him talk.

  I was surprised that I had held out for as long as I had.

  But now it was time to get down to business!

  Since I’d been at the hotel, my sex-game had gone from a one to a ten.

  I was a bad, bad girl in the sack, and I wasn’t afraid to show it…at least not anymore.

  I could cause a penis to spit-up in just three minutes flat, not to mention the tricks that I’d learned whether I was on top, bottom, and even from behind.

  Never did I ever think that I would become so comfortable sexually, but now that I was, I knew that what I had in between my legs was dangerous.

  Hopefully Silas could handle it.

  He walked closer to me and I didn’t hesitate to place him in my mouth.

  It took only a second or two for his manhood to start to swell and I waited patiently for it to reach its full potential.

  My tongue obeyed the silent orders of my mind as it swiftly licked his wood from the tip of the head, down the shaft and even briefly bathed his balls.

  Silas moaned softly as I grabbed his hands and placed them on my head.

  I’d become accustomed to getting my hair pulled while I serviced a man with my mouth, and I actually liked it.

  Silas quickly caught on, grabbed my hair and I got to work.

  My hands moved speedily as my mouth and throat sucked and swallowed until Silas’s knees started to buckle.

  Suddenly he became stiff and I knew that his missile was about ready to fire but just before he could feel my mouth with his juices, I pulled my head away.

  If looks could kill…I would have been a dead woman.

  But I had my reasons.

  I stood up, motioned for him to lie on the bed as I headed to shut my bedroom door.

  Slowly I walked towards him, taking off everything that I had on piece by piece.

  I could tell that Silas was growing impatient and it looked as though he wanted to curse me out for taking my time, but he said nothing.

  I smiled at him as I crawled onto the bed.

  I turned backwards and smiled as he moaned while he entered me.

  I made myself comfortable and started to rock my hips.

  Once Silas joined in, I knew that this was about to be some of the best sex of my life.

  Showtime.

  The next morning, after cuddling and chatting for an hour or so, we decided to take my sister and my daughter out for breakfast.

  Once everyone was dressed, we headed out the door but soon found that we weren’t going anywhere, anytime soon.

  Both my car and Silas’s sat in my driveway with four flat tires, each, and busted windshields.

  Immediately, instinctively, I started rehearsing in my head my explanation to Silas.

  But that would come later.

  As f
or now, I was pissed what you would call, the Hell off!

  I was sure that whoever had done this was the same person that had stabbed the piece of paper on my front door and the same person that had left the wedding rings in the mailbox.

  I still didn’t know who it was behind it all but it was starting to get on my last damn nerve!

  Messing with my personal property was just going too damn far!

  Well, I guess if it was someone’s angry wife, her husband’s dick was her personal property; but she needed to take that up with him.

  I never willingly slept with a married man.

  If he was married, I didn’t know it and so in my opinion, I couldn’t be held accountable.

  It wasn’t my fault---it was his.

  And as crazy as it all sounded, I really felt that way.

  But some way, somehow, if it was connected to one of the men at the hotel, then that would mean that somehow the wife had to find out who I was.

  I’d told a few of them that my name was Envy.

  Maybe they’d accidently said my name or something.

  Maybe a wife had followed her husband to the hotel.

  But how did they know that it was me?

  And to start harassing me, coming by house, and doing unnecessary stuff was going just a little overboard and it was surely going to get her ass kicked…whoever she was.

  To be honest, this was some crazy stuff that I would probably do under the same circumstances.

  But I would at least ask a few questions first.

  Damn!

  Tia took Horizon back into the house and Silas looked at me.

  I was thinking of something that might sound valid or at least half way believable.

  It had to be believable.

  “Envy, what’s going on here?”

  I took a deep breath.

  “Well, the mother of my deceased fiancé’s other child and I don’t get along. She’s always coming by here, doing stupid stuff out of the blue because she’s mad that he left me everything. I’ll admit, yes I’ve done things to her in the past and we’ve had it out on several occasions but I’m just trying to move on with my life. I’m assuming she got offended because I told her that I didn’t want the girls to see each other for Christmas. I know that’s her sister and all but I still have a hard time accepting it. After all, he cheated on me with her. I’m sure she did this. Or put someone up to it,” I said exhaling.

  Where in the hell did I pull that lie from?

  I didn’t know that I had one like that in me but from the look on Silas’s face, it was working.

  I probably could have come up with something less farfetched but obviously for him it was just right.

  I would do and say anything to keep Silas from finding out the truth.

  Silas didn’t say much except that it was time for me to take legal action against her.

  After his comment, he embraced me and then got on the phone to see what he could do about our vehicles.

  Whoa, that was a close one!

  I was in the clear with Silas, but no matter what Silas believed, the truth was the bigger problem.

  I didn’t like the idea of someone coming to my home and messing with my stuff.

  I didn’t like knowing that whoever the person was periodically showed up at the place where my daughter laid her head.

  Obviously they had a few screws loose so it was time to do some investigation.

  One of the men that I was sleeping with at the hotel was married and I was going to find out which one it was.

  ***

  Silas and I hadn’t spent much time together since the day after Christmas.

  As far as I knew, he wasn’t mad or anything.

  Work just had been busy for us both lately.

  But it was my day off from the hotel so I decided that I was going to surprise him at work with lunch.

  I’d never gone to his job before though he’d told me the name of it on several occasions.

  I figured that I had to do something a little special for him just to make sure that things were still okay between us.

  After parking my car and checking my reflection in the driver’s side window, I headed towards the building.

  The office was nice and cozy and a little quiet for a doctor’s office.

  “Hello, I’m here to see Dr. Silas Okeke,” I said politely.

  The receptionist smiled at me.

  “Who?”

  “Um…Dr. Silas Okeke,” I repeated.

  “Are you sure that he works at this facility? We don’t have a doctor on staff by that name.”

  I frowned at her comment and apologized for wasting her time.

  Heading back to my car, I couldn’t seem to get my thoughts together.

  Why would he lie about where he worked?

  And then it hit me…maybe he was just like me.

  Did he have a job that he wasn’t exactly proud of?

  From the looks of his house, car, and the fact that he always paid for everything when we went out, he definitely had a good bit of income coming in from somewhere.

  But if it wasn’t from being a doctor…then what was it from?

  What is it that he did for a living and why was he ashamed of it?

  It definitely couldn’t be as bad as what I did.

  I went back and forth, mentally, as to whether or not I wanted to mention my discovery to Silas or not.

  To be honest, I was a tad bit afraid of what he might say.

  Once I’d decided to keep my mouth shut for a while, I called Silas before pulling off.

  “Hi beautiful, how are you today?” Silas asked.

  “I’m doing fine. Are you at work?” I asked him.

  “Of course.”

  Liar!

  Or maybe he wasn’t lying about being at work but he damn sure wasn’t a doctor for the place that he’d told me.

  But I played along.

  “Oh, well, I was thinking that maybe I would stop by and bring you lunch.”

  “I was just heading out. I’ll meet you,” Silas said.

  As I drove down the street, I threw the lunch that I was going to take him out the window.

  I couldn’t believe that he was lying about where he worked and what he did for a living.

  If he was lying about that…what else was he lying about?

  I didn’t know if I had the right to be upset at the fact that he wasn’t being truthful, but I was.

  I knew my reasoning behind my lies, so I couldn’t help but wonder what it was that he didn’t want me to know.

  What in the hell is he hiding?

  Seeing him waiting for me outside of the restaurant, I decided that I wouldn’t say a word but he had better believe that I was on to him.

  I was going to find out what I needed and wanted to know about him.

  Even if it killed me.

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  Chapter SIX

  I sat in my car, watching Silas leave the parking lot of the hotel.

  The funny thing was that I’d told him that I worked at a completely different hotel so I knew that his visit there had nothing to do with me.

  So the question was...what in the hell was he doing here?

  Had I gone into the hotel when I’d first arrived we would have surely ran into each other but instead I’d been sitting in my car for the last few minutes, listening to music and trying to get myself together.

  And just as I’d turned off the radio, there he was, Silas, walking to his car, getting in, and hurriedly driving away.

  Why was he there in the first place?

  I found my phone to call him.

  I already knew that he was going to lie, but I thought that I would ask him anyway, just to see what he was going to say.

  “Hey, how’s your day going?”

  “Good. I’m tired already and I have an ass load of patients to see today. I was just taking a little break. I had to make a quick run but I’m headed back to my office no
w. What are you up to?”

  Well, at least he didn’t exactly lie about being out and about but he was still pretending to be a doctor.

  I didn’t tell him that I saw him at the hotel but little by little I was starting to get a bad feeling about him.

  To be honest, I was feeling extremely disappointed because my heart was already attached to him.

  The first night that we’d had sex had definitely confirmed that I was falling in love with him.

  The thought that things weren’t going to be what I’d hoped they would be troubled my soul.

  Silas was so loving, kind and he even had a crazy sense of humor.

  He always made me laugh and smile and now I wasn’t even sure who he really was.

  And then a troubling thought crossed my mind.

  What if he was a client of the thirteenth floor?

  What if he was one of those executive guests that paid one of my fellow floozies for sex?

  No, he wasn’t that type of guy…was he?

  I wasn’t sure of where the money was coming from, but from the looks of it he had a good bit of it; which made him a potential client of ours.

  We serviced plenty of doctors, regularly, though I was sure that Silas wasn’t a doctor at all.

  I got out of the car still thinking of Silas and his reasoning for being at the hotel.

  I couldn’t help but wonder what he would have said or what he would have done if he’d saw me there, especially if he’d seen me selling my body on the top floor.

  And then again, what if he already knew?

  The clients looked through a menu to pick the type of woman that they wanted.

  Every woman on the floor had her own page which showed a picture of her body and her work days and hours.

  If they were already ordered, or in my case, reserved, Carmen notified the client and from that point they would have to choose someone else.

  So, what if Silas was a client and already knew who I really was?

  How embarrassing would that be?

  I didn’t know what to think as I headed towards Carmen’s office but I was sure of one thing and that was that it was probably in my best interest to go ahead and leave Silas alone.

  But that was going to be easier said than done.

  ***

  “How about we go get something to eat?” Carmen suggested.

  Though I worked for her again, we definitely didn’t have the type of relationship that we had in the past.