Top 5 Self-Publishing Books from Outskirts Press for Book Lovers Day

Book Lovers Day is tomorrow. Check out the top 5 books from Outskirts Press. In Love With My Best Friend is one of the books featured!!

Self-Publishing News for Self Publishing Authors

What are your Friday plans? Perhaps you should carve out a few hours — or even the whole day — to get lost in a good book. Why? Because tomorrow is Book Lovers Day!

Book Lovers Day is intended to encourage you kick back in the shade on a warm, summer day to enjoy a great read. There’s no shortage of them at Outskirts Press. In fact, we’ve done some homework to dig up the hottest books of the summer.

Below are the Top 5 Outskirts Press books on Kindle:

Chasing Atlantis by Kelly Coughlin

What are your Friday plans? Perhaps you should carve out a few hours — or even the whole day — to get lost in a good book. Why? Because tomorrow is Book Lovers Day!

Book Lovers Day is intended to encourage you kick back in the shade on a warm, summer day to enjoy a great read. There’s no shortage…

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Books I’ve Read This Summer

One thing I love to do besides write is read. I can’t go a day without finding a new book to read. Since the summer is almost over 😦 I wanted to share some of the books I’ve read and simply enjoyed. I won’t do a review for any of the books listed, but I will provide the blurb for each book.

Some of these books are on Goodreads, so make sure to add them to your To Read list.

Let’s Play Ball (Balls To The Walls Erotica Series) by Lolah Lace

Coach Mason Rizza is a loving husband and dedicated father. Then one day he experiences lust at first sight. He becomes infatuated with Kari, the mother of a kid on his little league baseball team.

Temptation, desire and curiosity lands Mason in a steamy affair with the woman of his dreams. After he takes Kari as his mistress, he is forced to lie to his family and neglect the life he once knew. When things spiral out of control, will Mason have the strength to make the right decision?

(There is a part 2 to the series, Line Of Scrimmage, which is available now).

Unexpected: A K-Pop Romance by Sarah G.

Noel Wright is stuck in Sin City, in a rut doing the same things and seeing the same people every day until a sexy stranger ordering dessert—and not just that on the menu—turns Noel’s predictable world upside down.

Kai, a member of a popular Korean pop group lives a charmed and glamorous life, surrounded by everything he could ever want and yet he feels empty and stuck. A chance meeting at a local casino diner sets his ordered world careening happily out of control as a luscious, full-figured waitress sends his closed heart into a tailspin.

When these two complete opposites meet, worlds collide and sparks fly and the world of K-Pop will never be the same again. But will a meddling uncle, an unforgiving public, a secret admirer, a jealous friend, and Kai’s unruly group mates bring the couple together or ultimately tear them apart?

(I really hope there’s a sequel to this story. Would love to see what Noel and Kai are up to!)

Romancing The R.A. by Ashelyn Drake

Noelle Buckman is looking forward to making a fresh start in college, one that doesn’t involve immature high school boys. The second she steps on campus for freshman orientation, she can sense the possibilities. Especially when she spots Andy, a resident adviser who’s not just hot but also thoughtful enough to open doors for a girl.

And Andy has his eye on Noelle. Even when her nerves take control and she thinks she comes off as a hillbilly with no direction, Andy can see what she’s really like and he’s more than a little interested.

But orientation is less than two full days and there’s an entire summer between Noelle and Andy. Will her attempt to romance the R.A. be as short-lived as college orientation?

(Loved this novella! Can’t wait for the second book of the Campus Crush series, Behind Closed Doors, available August 6th!)

Friends And Lovers: At Last by Denise Riley

When Jaylyn Marks wakes up naked in the bed of the best friend and roommate she has vowed never to become intimate with, she can’t believe she’s let herself become another name on the long list of women he’s slept with. Although she’s freaking out about the significant breach in the boundaries of their friendship, Dominick seems to be taking it all in stride. Jaylyn’s not sure whether to be relieved he’s so nonchalant about the fact they’re suddenly having sex or if she should be insulted by his casual attitude. Even though sharing something deeper with Dominick has been what she’s hoped for for a long time, the last thing Jaylyn wants is to lose his friendship if things don’t work out.

When death, family conflict, and a boyfriend who might find out about what they’ve been doing threatens Jaylyn’s peace of mind, can she and Dominick find a way to retain their friendship or will anger and confused feelings compromise everything they’ve always been to each other?

(This book had a lot of twists and turns that definitely had me surprised throughout!)

Second Chance Boyfriend by Monica Murphy

Lost. Everything in my life can be summed up by that one sickening word. My football coach blames me for our season-ending losses. So does the rest of the team. I wasted two whole months drowning in my own despair, like a complete loser. And I lost my girlfriend—Fable Maguire, the only girl who ever mattered—because I was afraid that being with me would only hurt her.

But now I realize that I’m the one who’s truly lost without her. And even though she acts like she’s moved on and everything’s fine, I know she still thinks about me just as much as I think about her. I know her too well. She’s so damn vulnerable, all I want to do is be there to help her . . . to hold her . . . to love her.

I just need her to give me one more chance. We may be lost without each other, but together, we’re destined to find a love that lasts forever.

(I cried after reading this book. It was that good!)

Blurred Lines by Breena Wilde

Twenty-year-old Cadence is a prostitute and she lives by the rules. They keep her alive, and they keep her heart protected. But when she agrees to take one last job to get out from under her pimp, she discovers some of the rules might be worth breaking.

(This story definitely kept me interested. It’s a 6-part series, with part 2 and 3 out now).

Love Love by Beth Michele

Gabrielle Willis is smart. She’s funny. And oh yes, she’s a bit klutzy. When Gabrielle left sunny California bound for the energy of Manhattan, she was willingly leaving the life she had known for the new life she would create. But was she really leaving something behind or was she running away? On the outside, Gabrielle Willis has it all under control. A new life in Manhattan, a great roommate, and a good job. But she is haunted. Haunted by a memory she’s tried to forget and by a family who’s abandoned her. But what happens when what’s on the outside is only an illusion and in perfect contradiction to what’s buried deep within? Enter Dane Rhodes. He’s gorgeous, smart, and sexy as hell. Just what Gabby wants, or so she thinks. But when she meets Brad Dixon, the sweet guy with the crooked smile, he begins to make her see that the very thing she is trying to run from is the very thing that just may push her to see the light.

(Another book that made me cry due to a HEA. Loved it!)

Trying Not To Love You by Megan Smith

MacKenzie Cahill has dealt with overbearing and overprotective brothers her entire life, making it near impossible to enjoy her teenage years. Having a boyfriend was practically impossible until she met a guy that wasn’t afraid to stand up to them – Dominic. He was sweet, thoughtful, and everything MacKenzie ever wanted in a man. But when they go away to college at Old Dominion University, MacKenzie sees a whole new side of Dominic and begins to wonder if he really is different from every other guy. Her world is turned upside down after a party, and her brothers’ best friend Hunter is the one there to offer her a shoulder to cry on. The chemistry between them is electric, and feelings for each other that have been hidden for years are finally voiced. Is Hunter willing to be disloyal to his best friends in order to be with the one girl he’s always secretly wanted?

(The second book, Easy To Love You, is available now)

Unbreak Me by Lexi Ryan

“If you’re broken, I’ll fix you…” I’m only twenty-one and already damaged goods. A slut. A failure. A disappointment to my picture-perfect family as long as I can remember. I called off my wedding to William Bailey, the only man who thought I was worth fixing. A year later, he’s marrying my sister. Unless I ask him not to… “If you shatter, I’ll find you…” But now there’s Asher Logan, a broken man who sees the fractures in my façade and doesn’t want to fix me at all. Asher wants me to stop hiding, to stop pretending. Asher wants to break down my walls. But that means letting him see my ugly secrets and forgiving him for his. With my past weighing down on me, do I want the man who holds me together or the man who gives me permission to break?

Sinful by Bella Vaughn

Bethany King is almost 20, but feels trapped in the small town of Medburg and, even more so, in her own home, under the constant watch of her God-fearing mother. She is literally counting down the days until she goes off to college and gets the chance to become her own person.

When her mother rudely invades Bethany’s privacy one night and finds her in a compromising position reading an erotic book, she goes into a fury that sets in motion a series of events that will change Bethany’s life forever. She forces Bethany attend an appointment to see the handsome new pastor, Michael Blaine. Bethany feels a tension between them straight away, but what neither she nor her mother know, is that charismatic 30 year old pastor has his own dark secret, potentially one that could bring his promising career undone.

(Read this book in 2 hrs today. Really good. There are 3 parts, but was recently combined into a full length novel. Part 1 is free on Amazon today).

The Funeral

Hi everyone! The next two chapters of Baker 6 are up as Rachel’s funeral begins, Ms. Addison flirts with Trevor, an unlikely alliance is formed and another secret is exposed.



The day has finally come. The day I have dreaded the most, laying my best friend to rest. As I looked around the main sanctuary of St. Peter Catholic Church, I noticed the beautiful arrangements of pink and white lilies and daffodils lining alongside the pews and around Rachel’s casket, which was outlined in her favorite color, pink.

I walked over to the open casket and looked at my best friend who looked rather peaceful in a cream colored Stella McCarthy wrap dress (which was her favorite outfit). The mortician did a nice job with Rachel’s makeup as her appearance looked more angelic than ghostly. I reached for her left hand, which was centered against her right, and took a deep breath. I know today is going to be one of the hardest days we will all face, but I know each one of us will get through it together.

I suddenly felt a hand go across my back. I quickly turned around and noticed Derrick standing beside me. I went up to him as he wrapped his arms around me. Just having my brother there made me feel a little better.

“How are you holding up, sis?”

“Not too good.” I said while holding back tears. I’ve cried so much from the day I heard Rachel’s passing to earlier this morning that I did not think I had any more tears left. Evidently I did.

“I know today will be hard for you. You two were practically sisters.”

“I just wish I could figure out why she was driving that fast on Kelly Court, let along driving that street late at night.”

“We can’t always figure out what is going through a person’s mind. We probably will never know what happened that night.”

“That’s the problem; I need to know what happened that night. Rachel could have been in trouble and no one would ever known.”

“You think it wasn’t an accident?”

“No, I don’t. Rachel had a lot of enemies and it just too convenient that she died accidently. I really think someone tried to kill her.”

Derrick gave out a long sigh while I looked at him with a fresh batch of tears in my eyes. I started to hear footsteps against the hard wood floor. I look up to see Gerald walk in wearing a black suit and cream colored tie. At the request of Rachel’s family, guests were to wear cream since it was one of Rachel’s favorite colors. I began to wipe my damp hands on my cream and black striped dress as I looked at Gerald.


“Hi. I didn’t think we would be the only ones here.”

“I think everyone’s is in atrium waiting to come in. I snuck in the back so I could say goodbye before anyone else came in.”

“So did I. Hey Derrick.”

“Hey, Gerald.”

“I’m not going to ask how you’re doing. I’m pretty sure you feel the same as me but a little worse.”

“Pretty much.”

“Well, just know that we’re all here for each other. Even though last night was a disaster, I know that everyone will have respect for Rachel today.”

“I hope so.”

Gerald gave me a light squeeze on my shoulder. I looked at Gerald while he stared at me. Why am I having any type of thoughts right now while I’m at my friend’s funeral at a church no less? But just staring at Gerald and his lips making me think thoughts I shouldn’t be having.

I can sense Derrick is wondering the same because he starts to clear his throat, interrupting our little moment.

“Maybe we should go out to the atrium and wait on the others.” Derrick said.

“I think that’s a good idea.” Gerald said as he took my hand in his. I looked over at Derrick who nodded his head as the three of us went out to the front entrance.


The ceremony was simply beautiful. The Addison family had done a wonderful job in remembering their daughter and sister as a wonderful and beautiful person. Myself and the rest of her friends each went to the podium during the benedictions and expressed how much Rachel meant to us as a friend and as a person. Trevor delivered a beautiful speech that brought people to ever more tears as he brought up the side of Rachel not too many people; expect her family and friends, knew about, and that was her being the caring and sympathetic person who went out her way to help people no matter what. Although she may not have showed it all the time, she did her best to be the angel that we knew her as.

The church was overflowed with people from not only her hometown of Baker, but also from the entertainment industry and some of the cast from Park Place. Even Reese Oliver was there, which I was kind of surprise at, because her and Rachel got into a confrontation about a month ago, which resulted in Reese being back burned for a couple of episodes.

As I looked around the sanctuary, I realized that Rachel was truly loved and that she will definitely be missed not only as an actress, but as a person.

After the service, everyone headed to Rose Park Cemetery to say our final goodbyes. Her family and friends each put a pink rose onto her casket as workers began to lower the casket into the ground. I watched as the casket slowly went into the dirt, making me feel even worse than before, because I now know my friend is truly gone.

Gerald was by my side the whole time, holding my hand or hugging me when he knew I needed it. Derrick looked over at me a couple of times to make sure I was okay, but he knew I was since Gerald was there. I could tell he had has hands full with Melanie as she continued to cry into his chest. Once everything calm down from the funeral, I have to find out what is going on with her and my brother, because honestly I do not like it.

Don’t get me wrong, Melanie is my friend, but seeing her with Derrick is something I care not to see while I’m still breathing. Maybe I’m just a little overprotected of my big brother, but I know he can do a little better than Melanie, who is practically a gold digger with the men she used to date. I just don’t want Derrick to get hurt. Especially all we gone through growing up; we deserved to be happy.

Once the funeral concluded, half of the visitors arrived at the Addison’s for repast. While people were feasting on a variety of Rachel’s favorites, including sushi and chicken, I decided to head out to the patio to take in the exceptionally beautiful afternoon. As I sat down on a lawn chair nearby, I looked ahead at the lake situated in front of the backyard and noticed how clear and calm the water looked. I glanced up at the clear, blue sky wondering what Rachel is doing in heaven. It still hard to imagine that she is no longer here on Earth, but I know that she is in a much better place.

I suddenly felt a chill as I turned around and noticed Gerald standing by the door.

“I thought I saw you come out here.” He said as he started to walk by me.

“I needed some fresh air.” I said as I started to stare back at the sky.

“Mind if I join you?”

I smiled as he took a sit beside me.

“It was a beautiful service; nothing less for Rachel, huh?”

“Not at all”

Gerald took my hand in his and smiled.

I put my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around me. I think then we didn’t need to talk any longer. Just being in each other presence was more than enough for us to share.


“Thank you so much for coming, Trevor. Rachel always had a soft spot for you. I just hate you two ended things the way you did.” Rachel’s mother, Sophia Addison, implied.

I looked at Sophia and smiled. I didn’t really know what to say to that comment. I know Rachel’s mom always wanted us two to be together, so I think it was more of her thinking than Rachel’s thoughts.

Camille was nearby talking with a mutual friend when she looked me in the eyes. I’m not sure if it was a hint of jealousy on her face, but she stared at me like I was the one who made the comment.

Camille and Rachel were good friends, but they did have their share of rivalries. I guess trying to snag me was one of them.

“Well, I will never regret the time we shared together, Ms. Addison.”

“I’m sure. Why your fiancée not with you? I would have thought she would have been by your side.”

“She decided not to come. She wasn’t feeling well.” I suddenly blurted out.

Camille gave me another confused look to my comment.

Since Camille and I are keeping things between us quiet, I couldn’t possibly say we were together.

“Well, tell her I would like to meet her. I need to see the woman who snagged you up. If I was twenty years younger, I would definitely have tried to.”

I suddenly started to become uncomfortable with Ms. Addison’s comments. I really don’t think she needs to be coming on to me at her daughter’s funeral!

“Uh, excuse me Ms. Addison, I just noticed someone I graduated from high school with and wanted to say hi.” I said as I quickly turned around and walked away.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I walked over to the other side of the living room, wondering whether that was grief talking or Ms. Addison’s true feelings.

“So, I see Ms. Addison has a thing for younger men.” Someone whispered.

I turned around and noticed Camille smiling at me.

“Yeah; it would be kind of flattering if I wasn’t totally freaked out.”

“Oh come on; Ms. Addison is gorgeous.”

“Yeah, but she’s also my ex’s mother. Besides, we’re at her daughter’s funeral. Not exactly a place to be flirting.”

“I know. Maybe it was just the grief talking. I know this must be hard for her. She and Rachel were really close.”

“I know. How are you feeling?”

“Okay, for the most part. I still can’t believe Rach is gone.”

“I know; me too. I’m glad you’re here with me though.”

Camille smiled. “I am too. In fact, I was thinking maybe we should go back to my place and just watch TV.”

“Cool. You think Chad might show up though?”

“Hardly doubt it. In fact, I haven’t seen him at the funeral, which is kind of strange.”

“Maybe he didn’t want to start any more trouble after last night.”

“Maybe so. Let’s say our goodbyes and go.”

I smiled as I watched Camille sashay over to a group of people. I had to shake my head at how lucky I am to have her as more than just my best friend.

I just wish I was able to tell someone about our relationship.


I stared at my blank television screen in my hotel room thinking about what I witnessed today. I did attend Rachel’s funeral to pay my respects, but what I witnessed was far more than what I anticipated. Yes, I always knew that my wife had feelings for Pretty Boy Williams, but I never thought she would flaunt her boy toy around while she still married at her best friend’s funeral! I’m pretty sure she probably wasn’t trying to, but anyone can see the two either have hooked up last night or on a friendlier level than ever before. If no one can see it, then they are definitely blind.

Last night, after I discovered my stuff sitting outside my home, I had to quickly pick everything up before the sprinklers came on. I didn’t think Camille would throw me out the house like some piece of trash, but knowing her, this was the perfect opportunity to bang her best friend.

I sighed as I pound my fist against the coffee table, realizing that my wife is trying to play me for a fool. I owned up to my dirt, but her denying her sudden relationship with Trevor is ridiculous, and I will prove it to everyone.

With a bit of soul searching, I had to figure out something to keep my entire life in order. Not only was my second life in jeopardy, but also my estate. I was not going to let anyone, including my wife, know about the affairs I was having while married. If anything, I will expose those two hypocrites, especially Camille, because I will not give her a dime of my money if she decided to cheat while we’re still married.

My thoughts were interrupted when the doorbell began to ring. I went to the door and looked through the peephole. A smile spread across my lips as I turned the knob to open the door.

“Well, hello there.”

The woman smiled as she walked past me and into the tiny sitting area. I closed the door and fell into step behind her.

“I was kind of surprised that you called me. I figured you would still be at the funeral.”

“I was there, but left early. I didn’t want anyone to see me there.”

“Why not? You were her friend too.”

“Yeah, but didn’t want to cause any trouble.”

The woman came up to me and smiled.

“So, what do you want to talk to me about?”

I gave a seductive grin as I brushed my fingers through her straight locks.

“I think you know the reason.”

I stared directly at Melissa Peterson knowing that my plan to bring down Camille and Trevor was about to go into motion.



Saying good –bye to Rachel was one of the hardest things I had to do in my entire life. Even though we had our differences in the past, I could not imagine her not being in my life. I remembered the day we met like it was yesterday……

It was my first day of eleventh grade and I was terrified of being the new girl. Since moving from Atlanta, I didn’t really have any friends, so I tried to do what I could to fit in quickly. As I tried to scope out who I thought could been the cool kids, I noticed one girl giving me a long and engaging stare. I started to look around to see if she was staring at someone else, but when I noticed no one was around, I gave her an annoying look, wondering why she was looking at me.

The girl smiled as she walked over to me and took a seat at my table.

“Sorry, you probably think I’m crazy or something.” The girl said.

“No, just a little curious to why you’re staring at me and now you’re sitting at my table.”

“Don’t be curious. I just thought you might need a friend. That and I love your top. Where did you get it?”

“Forever 21.”

“Love that place. Well, my name is Rachel.” Rachel said as she extended her hand.

“Melanie.” I said as I took her hand in mine.

I suddenly felt a little tingle as I shook Rachel’s hand. I pulled away as I quickly placed my hand in my lap.

“So I’m assuming this is your first day? I haven’t seen you around school before.”

“Yeah; I just moved from Atlanta. My mother’s job got transferred, so of course we had to relocate.”

“Well, trust me; Baker is a great place to stay. It may get a little boring at times, but that’s why my friends and I head to Houston.”

“Oh, cool. So what do ya’ll do for fun?”

“Lots of things; we usually go to this teen spot called Haven. In fact my friends and I are going this weekend. You should come with us.”

“Sure, I’ll check it out.”

Rachel gave me a sweet smile as she started to talk about what to expect at Baker High. While she was talking, I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful Rachel was. Normally, I wouldn’t check out another female, but for some reason, there was something different about her that I couldn’t place. Whatever it was, I was already intrigued and wanted to know more about Rachel Addison.

That weekend arrived, and I was meeting Rachel and her friends at Haven. Since the day we met, we started to spend a lot of time together, which was cool with me since I didn’t know anyone else in town. My mom was especially thrill, considering since I needed to have a social life, she said. I was happy to have someone else to talk to. My mom and I moved during the summer, and while all my old friends were getting ready to plan their daily trips to the beach, I was packing my belongings into boxes. So being around another person besides my mom was pretty wonderful.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted when the doorbell rang. I went up to the door and opened it to reveal Rachel standing on the other side looking gorgeous in a short fitting black mini dress with black and white pumps. I couldn’t help but wonder if I was underdress as I stared at my black jeans and a black and white halter.

“You looked great Melanie.” Rachel said as she stared at me.

Even though Rachel and I suddenly met, I really started to feel a connection between us. This feeling was weird for me, because I’ve never thought of another girl in any way but a friend, but suddenly, my feelings were definitely starting to change.

“We better go. My friends are waiting in the car.” Rachel said as she grabbed my hand.

“Sure.” I said as I clutched my keys to lock the door.

We held hands as we approached her friend’s car. Rachel looked at me and squeezed my hand tighter, which made me wonder if Rachel is having the same unexpected feelings as I am….

As we arrived at Haven, the place was already packed. From what Rachel’s friend Camille explained, Haven was the place to be on a Saturday night, making this the place to be and be seen.

As we all got out of Trevor’s new Ford Explorer, I tried to take a peek at Rachel and Trevor talking. I’m not sure if the two were together, but I could tell some major chemistry was going on.

Camille looked over at me as she noticed Trevor and Rachel talking. I quickly turned away and pretend I was looking for my cell phone.

“I’m not sure what’s going on with them; Trevor always with someone new, so I wouldn’t be surprised if they did hooked up.”

“From what Rachel said, you and Trevor are best friends?”

“Yeah; we’re next door neighbors since we were two.”

“Wow, that must be great to have someone practically grow up with you.”

“Yeah, it has been.” Camille said as she gave the two another look before heading to the long line that was wrapped around the side of the building.

If Rachel and Trevor are together, maybe the thoughts I’m feeling for Rachel are one-sided. Maybe what I’m seeing is what I want to see and that Rachel does not feel the same way I do.

“You ready to have some fun?” Rachel asked as she puts her arm around me and smiled.

“Of course.” I said as we went into the line.

Twenty minutes later, and we were inside. Everyone wanted to hit the dance floor, which I didn’t at first, until Rachel pulled me to an available space to dance. As she started to move her body to the beat, I just stared at her wondering what is coming over me. I should not be feeling like this about anyone, especially a girl, in this short amount of time. But as I watch her put her arm around me and started to grind on me, my feelings overstepped my thoughts as I started to dance with her. Just her arms around me and her breathing on my neck made my stomach do flip flops.

Rachel gives me a look of desire, as she pulled away and began to literally seduce me on the dance floor. As others around us, including Trevor and Rachel’s other friend Gerald, looked on, I suddenly felt embarrassed, but extremely turned on at the same time.

That moment alone I realized that I wanted to be more than just friends with Rachel….

After three hours being at Haven, we all decided to call it a night. As Trevor was dropping me and Rachel off at my house, an unexpected thought cross my mind. I forgot that Rachel asked to sleep over at my house, which meant I would be around her the entire night which made me extremely nervous.

“See ya’ll later.” Rachel said as she was getting out of the SUV. She stared at Trevor as she gave him a kiss on the cheek. I could have sworn I saw smoke coming out of Camille’s ears as she scowled at the two.

As soon as we went upstairs to my room, Rachel immediately took off her pumps and laid on my bed.

“I am exhausted. Whoever said dancing was a form of exercise is so right. My feet are killing me.”

“I can imagine. You practically danced the whole time we were there.”

“I couldn’t help it. Haven was on point with the music tonight.”

I walked over to my TV stand and grabbed the remote. I turned it on to see what was playing. As I sat down on the floor, Rachel gave me a side eye as she stared at me.

“I’m sure you rather sit on your bed instead of the floor.”

“I figure you were on it.”

“Your bed is big enough for the both of us.”

I smiled as I sat beside Rachel. She took her hand and started to run her fingers through my red locks, giving me a slight shiver throughout my body.

“Are you cold?”

“A little.” I said as I pick up my blanket that was lying on my armchair.

“You have a great room. It shows you have style.”

“Thanks. So tell me, what’s the deal between you and Trevor? You two seem pretty cozy tonight.”

“Oh Trevor; he’s cool, not to mention sexy. That boy can have any girl he wants. We flirt a lot, but nothing more.”

“If given the chance, would you date him?”

“I don’t know, I mean I’m young, I really don’t want any type of relationship right now. I just want to have fun.”

“That’s how I feel. Why get into a relationship when you have your whole life in front of you.”


“So I guess you didn’t have someone special in Atlanta?”

“I did; his name was Jeremy. But I didn’t want to be in a long-distance relationship. I ended things before I left.”

“So you telling me that you are free to do anything?”

“Yeah, I am.”

Rachel looked at me as she pushed a strand of hair from my face. I gazed at her and her red lips, wondering what it would be like to taste them. I didn’t have to wonder as Rachel leaned over and gave me a soft kiss on my lips. Just touching her lips felt really weird, especially since her lips were gentle and velvety like mine. Although it was weird, I definitely wanted more.

As if she heard my thoughts, she deepen the kiss, while putting her hand on my back. I parted her lips with my tongue, giving me access to go even further into our kiss. Rachel moved her hand up to the tie of my halter as she untied it. She watched as my halter fell to my stomach, revealing my braless breasts.

Rachel gave me a seductive glance as she began to kiss me again, and we both fall on the bed…..

What we shared that night was my first sexual experience with a girl. To be honest, it was first sexual experience ever. After that night, things were a little awkward between Rachel and me, but we didn’t let it show around the others. Instead, we kept things friendly. As time pass, we slipped back into the lover mood every now and then, but things really turn from lovers to enemies as we approach college. I realized that my fling with Rachel was just that- a fling. Rachel, on the other hand, wanted it to be more on her terms. She wanted to keep me around as her play thing while she did whatever she wanted with other men. I’m not sure if she had sexual encounters with other women, but she did do a lot of bed hopping back in the day.

After the fling between Rachel and me, I realized that I was just curious with the idea of being with a female; I accomplished my goal and moved on. While I decided to date guys, Rachel became jealous and even a little possessive over the idea. Although my friends never knew what happened between us (still doesn’t to this day), they knew that things suddenly changed between our friendship, making us more frenemies than actual friends. So in actuality, sex does change a friendship, because our relationship was never the same after that.

After the funeral, I got a call from Agent Sutton summoning me to the bureau for a review of the Brown case. As I walked into the bureau, I noticed Derrick sitting in Sutton’s office. He turned towards the glass wall and gave me a sullen look.

Could this day get any worse?

As I slowly stepped into Sutton’s office, he gave me a nod as he goes to his door and closed it.

“Let’s get straight to the point. You two have been on this case for almost two years! How come there is no evidence against Colton Brown? The man should have been locked up instead of on the streets pushing drugs on young children!”

“We’ve been trying to find some sort of evidence that will stick on Brown, but we haven’t found anything.” Derrick said.

“And I suppose to believe that knowing that your sister is an associate of Brown’s. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea having the both of you on this case.”

“I tried to tell you that.” Derrick said in a whisper.

“What was that?” Sutton said.

“Agent Sutton, we’re doing what we can to get Brown off the streets; believe us, we want him locked up just as much as you do; but right now we do not have the information we need to do that. We have to have concrete evidence and not something that will easily get him out in a couple of months.”

“Melanie’s right. We have been trying to get Tamara to mention anything about Colton, but I really think she no longer associates with him.”

“That’s what you want to believe. You heard the past conversations. You know she spoke with him a year ago.”

“Exactly; she could have cut all ties with him now.”

“Well as her big brother, you need to find out if that is true. I put a lot on the line to have you two on this case. I’m getting flak from upper head about what I’m not doing on this case. So you two either need to find the evidence to get Brown off the streets, or I’m going to have to find a team who will. Understand?”

Derrick and I looked at each other and then at Sutton.

“We understand completely.” said Derrick.

We both got up from our chairs seated in front of Sutton’s desk and walked towards the door. Derrick closed the door behind him; he gave me sigh and walked over to his desk.

“I can’t deal with this right now. I think we already dealt with enough with Rachel’s funeral.”

“I know. Thank you by the way.”

“For what?”

“For being by my side. You could have easily been with Tamara.”

“I know, but Gerald pretty much had that handled.”

“I noticed. So Tamara and Gerald are dating?”

“I wouldn’t say that. I think they’re just being good friends to each other right now.”

I looked at Derrick, wondering if what he’s said was true.



“You sure you want to invite me in?” I asked Tamara.

After the funeral, Tamara asked if I wanted to come by her place to talk. I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea, considering how good Tamara looking in that cream and black dress. I know my mind should not be going in places unknown, especially since we just buried our friend, but people said funerals does bring people’s emotions out, whether it was grief or just plain lust.

“It’s fine Gerald. I really don’t want to be alone right now.”

I nodded my head as I walked into my friend’s condo. The place was beautifully decorated in deep brown with a dash of beige in certain areas of the living and dining room. As I sat down on the brown and red sofa, Tamara went into the kitchen to grab a drink.

“Did you want anything?”

“Water is fine.”

A few seconds later, Tamara walked into the living room with two bottled waters. She handed me mine while she opened her and took a long swig. She sat beside me and laid her head in my lap.

“I’ll stay as long as you like.”

“Thanks,” She softly replied.

I begin to stroke her dark brown locks while she looked up at me. I really wanted to kiss her, but didn’t know if the time was right. Although we’ve been friends for years, we never been as close as we were over the past couple of days. I never thought about stepping out of the friend territory, but looking at how beautiful Tamara looked while staring at me made me think otherwise.

“What is going on between us?” I asked.

“That’s something I’ve been wondering too.”

“I didn’t think I would start to have romantic feelings for a friend. It just seems kind of…”

“Rushed.” Tamara implied.


Tamara sat up as she stared into my eyes.

“I wouldn’t try to figure it out. From what I’ve learned the past couple of days, life is too short. We need to embrace whatever choices and decisions we make; and right now, all I want you to do is take me into my bedroom and make love to me until we’re too tired to.”

I looked at Tamara as if she lost her mind. Even though she was serious, she started to giggle.

“I know I sound kind of eager….”

“No, you kind of shocked me, that’s all. You sure; I mean we’re both grieving right now and I don’t want us regretting this later on.”

“Gerald, does it look like I’ll regret it. You just don’t know how long I’ve wanted you to kiss me let alone be inside me. I need to feel you; I just need you here with me.”

“And I will do that and more. I just want you to think with a leveled head right now.”

“I am. My mind has never been clearer. Besides, just looking at you right now, I know you want it too.” Tamara said as she looked at my face and then down to my pants. I looked down and noticed that little Gerald was starting to grow from the mention of making love to Tamara.

“I guess I’m right.” She said with conviction.

“Of course he’s going to agree, but I’m thinking with my top head. I don’t want to be like those friends who lose their friendships because they wanted to take it further. Not only that, but we supposed to have a professional relationship. We can’t mix business with pleasure.”

“Does it look like I’m concern about business right now? Gerald, let’s just think about right here, right now. Let’s not think about work, or the funeral, or the entire world. All I want is your body on mine, kissing me all over.” Tamara said as she moved closer to my neck. She started to nibble on my earlobe, making me forget about the thoughts in my head.

“I just want you, Gerald.” She said as she continued to kiss on my earlobe.

I couldn’t resist the feeling Tamara was giving me. Just as she requested, I didn’t care about anything but giving pleasure to this beautiful woman, and I plan on doing that all night long.

I got up from the sofa and picked Tamara up. We began to kiss passionately as I carried her to her bedroom.

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The Secrets Continue

The next three chapters of Baker 6 are up, as Melissa recalls the beginning of her and Trevor’s relationship, Tamara’s secret is revealed (to the readers), and Camille and Trevor enter into the friends-with-benefits territory (Warning: The three chapters does contain sexual content).



With the scenes unfolding around me, I had to wonder is everything Chad was saying was true. I had my doubts about Camille with her feelings, but Trevor? No way! He was my fiancé. He should only have feelings for me! But as I look at Trevor’s expression when Chad mentioned the two together, drunk or not there was no denying his feelings for Camille.

I felt the floor was going to ripped underneath my feet as I listened to these two going after each other like immature teenagers. I would rather be anywhere right now then here.

My love for Trevor began when I saw him walk into Preston-Wheeler two years ago. I remember that day like it was yesterday. He walked in with a presence about him like he owned the place. I love men who know what he wants and I knew instantly that how Trevor was.

I didn’t even know I was going to be Trevor’s boss until my supervisor informed me that day that one of my employees was being transferred and Trevor was taking her place. I knew he was off limits because of our jobs, but I knew that was going to change as soon as I looked into his dark brown eyes and those deep dimples.

It was hard at first trying to pursue anything with him. I don’t know if he was playing hard to get or just wasn’t interested, but I wasn’t giving up; I wanted this man to be mine.

After a little flirting here and there, the ice finally melted one night when we had to work late on a project. We were in my office going over some figures when Trevor stood up from his chair and took off his jacket. I couldn’t help noticing his lean but muscular body through his shirt as he started to roll his neck back and forth.

“I think we need a break.” I said as I put down some papers.


“We could go out for a quick bite or I probably could order something.”

” We could just have a quick break. I really would like to go home.”

I smiled as I stood up from my desk chair and walked over to Trevor. He was holding his neck, which gave me an idea.

“You look really tense. Mind if I give you a massage?”

“Sure, why not.”

I put my hands on his shoulders and started to gently rub them. He gave a small moan as I went in deeper.

“That feels really good.”

“Thank you.”

I started to move my hands from his shoulders down to his chest, which was getting me extremely turned on.

“What are you doing?” Trevor asked as he took my hands from his chest.

“Trevor, you can’t deny our attraction for each other.”

“I’m not, but you’re my boss. Melissa, I think you are a smart and extremely attractive woman but I’m not crossing the line.”

I looked up at him and gave him a smirk.

“You saying you wouldn’t want to be with me?”

“If we weren’t working together.”

“Please Trevor. You seem like a man who doesn’t care about the rules; so why now?” I said as I sat on my desk and opening my legs. Trevor began to scan my body as he realized I wasn’t wearing any panties. A little sweat started to show on his forehead, revealing I was wearing him down.

“You’re really making this hard.”

I took his hand and gently placed it on my burgundy colored blouse. He laid it near one of the buttons as he leaned into me. He began to kiss me, which I had to admit was so soft and moist I swear I could have an orgasm right then and there. I put my free hand on the back of his neck to bring him closer to me.

We finally gave in to our attraction as he ripped open my blouse, causing several buttons to go into various directions on the floor. He threw some papers on to the floor while I took off his shirt. As I lay down on the desk and Trevor on top of me, I knew then that I had him where I wanted him.

After several months of finding ways to be together, whether it was at his place or mine, we became a couple. We spent whatever time we could together, even if it meant going outside of Dallas so we wouldn’t be seen. No one was the wiser at work; we kept everything professional; but once we were alone, all bets were off.

When he proposed, it was at Lorenzo’s, an Italian restaurant in Arlington which was known for its intimate atmosphere. Trevor arranged a private table for the two of us and had our favorite meals prepared. Once we ate our meals, he ordered dessert which was an apple Italian cake. While eating, I notice something sparkling inside. I moved some cake aside to reveal a beautiful diamond ring set in platinum. I started to cry when Trevor got on one knee and asked me to marry him. I was on cloud nine that night. Who knew that I would find my soul mate at work?

So now, as I watched the man I love defending another woman while I was standing by him, only made me feel upset and highly hostile.

Not only did he sort of admit he had feelings for Camille, but he had a thing with his dead friend Rachel too! This situation was getting worse by the minute. Although we been together for two years (it took me a year to seduce the man), he never once mentioned he was in a relationship with any of his friends.

And then Trevor punched him, which let me know everything that was said was true.

Gerald held Trevor back while a bystander held back Chad who tried to retaliate. The owner finally told both Trevor and Chad to leave and even banned them from coming back to The Plaza.

As everyone was leaving, I grabbed Trevor from Gerald and pulled him to the side.

“Care to explain what that was in there?”

“Do I need to? It was self-explained.”

“When were you going to tell me about Rachel? And do you have feelings for Camille?

“Yes Melissa, I have feelings for my friend, so get over it.”

“You really are a piece of work, Trevor.”

“Why are you mad? You pursued me! You were the one practically throwing yourself at me, so of course I was going to cave in!”

“I just need to know do you really love me, because my feelings for you are real. If you really love me I can forget this night ever happened and we can move on.”

Trevor gave a long winded sigh, which practically gave my answer right there.

“Honestly, I do care for you; I just don’t love you.”

I gathered my fist and gave him the hardest punch across the left side of his face. The impact left my hand burning. Trevor touched his face in sheer shock.

“I’m sorry Melissa. I’ve tried to give us a shot, but it wasn’t enough. I just saw us as a challenge because of the risks involved.”

Tears were streaming down my face as I listened to Trevor announce his feelings. I literally felt sick to my stomach.

“I tried to let my feelings for Camille go, but I couldn’t. I’m really sorry to drag you through this.”

At that moment I really wanted to kill Trevor, but he clearly wasn’t worth my energy or time.

I headed towards the parking lot to Trevor’s car. I couldn’t stand there and continue to look at him. With his keys in my hand, I opened the door and got in. Without a thought about how he was getting home, I sped out of the parking lot and drove into the night.



What a way to honor Rachel. I thought as I continue to replay the horrific event in my head. Instead of having a good time to remember our friend, the evening turned into a fight between whose egos were larger, which resulted in them being banned from Plaza.

Rachel would have been so upset at them right now. I mean why bring up the past where it should have been in the first place? I knew about Chad and Rachel; Rachel told me. I think the only person who didn’t know was Camille, and from the look she was giving Chad she knew her attraction for Trevor was harmless compared to banging a best friend.

In fact, Rachel told me the glory details the day of Chad and Camille’s wedding. She said the two had sex one night after the homecoming game and the night before the wedding. I knew I should have mentioned something to Camille about it, but I figured it was not my place, especially since I would be betraying my best friend if I did.

I walked into my living room and set my purse down. My cell phone started to vibrate in my purse, giving me the impression on who was trying to reach me.

I looked at the screen and noticed Colton was calling. Colton Brown was not just some average guy that I randomly met.

We met when I was in my senior year of college. He was a club promoter who was organizing a big bash for one of the fraternities. We hit it off instantly and began a good friendship, mainly because we shared so much in common, from our career aspects to the number of siblings we have (we each have one). No one really knew about us, but it not like I was hiding him from anyone; I just felt there wasn’t a need for anyone to know.

During the second semester of my senior year, I felt into some financial trouble. My tuition was covered for (I had a four year academic scholarship), but I did not have any money for my daily expenses, especially my car, auto insurance, and rent. I really didn’t want to ask my parents for anything (since I knew they weren’t going to help anyway) and Derrick was traveling at the time, so I was basically alone. One day, Colton suggested I come visit his club to discuss a job. I really didn’t know what to expect since the only thing I could think of at a club was a bartender, and I couldn’t mix a drink to save my life. But once I went to the club, I began to realize what type of job Colton was suggesting….

“This is a strip club!” I exclaimed.

“Yes it is, but I’m not suggesting you strip.” Colton said.

“Then what are you suggesting?”

“Maybe a waitress or you can handle the entry fee.”

“And all this is legit? You do have a permit or …..”

“Everything is legit. Will you relax, Tam.”

I sighed as I look around the club. Women in little to no clothing were everywhere trying to make their money for the night. From women dancing on the poles set up on the stage to women in the audience giving lap dances to eager and extremely horny men. Although I’m no prude, even I was feeling slightly uncomfortable.

As we were walking towards the back, I noticed a couple of men and women having some type of private shows. Colton was looking at me and then at the room.

”For men who wants a little extra.”

“You mean sex?”

“That or something tamer. Sometimes a man just wants someone to talk to; so it depends.”

“What does someone have to do to get that position?”

Colton looked at me with a surprise look on his face.

“Are you being serious?”

I gave Colton a sideways glance. “Does it look like I’m serious? I would never strip, but I would give my time or two with a man. ”

“You want to be an escort? Clearly I don’t do that.”

“You might as well if you doing this! All I would do is go on dates and talk to men. If it goes further, then I’ll be willing to do that too.”

“If you’re really serious about this, you know you will have to recruit some other women. It just can’t solely be you.”

”I guess I could that; but if I do, this will be considered a separate business and I get half the profits.”

Colton gave me a smile as he stuck his hand out to me. I took my hand in his and we gave a firm handshake.

“Well, since we are in business together, I guess we should put our relationship on hold then.”

I gave Colton a naughty smile as I put my arms around him.

“And why should we? It’ll make things more interesting.”

“I like how you think girl.” Colton said as he put his lips onto mine….

And that’s how my first business came to play. I ran an escort service using college girls who were hard on cash to go on dates with wealthy men who wanted anything from sex to companionship. Even though the business consisted of clients ranging from good friends of Colton, strip club customers, to just word of mouth, it made really good money. The money I made from the business not only put me through graduate school but also started my PR firm.

And no one knew the wiser. Everyone just thought I got a business loan. I thought as I continue to look at my iPhone. Colton was calling for the third time, wondering if he was going to leave a message this time.

Although I appreciate Colton for everything he has done for me, I cannot go back to that lifestyle, especially since I represent high profile clients. I know Colton was doing more than just club promotions, running a strip club and escort business; he was also a drug dealer who pushed drugs to everyone from celebrities to even teenagers; that’s something I cannot get with.

My mother passed away from a drug overdose three years ago. She was on drugs on and off during mine and Derrick’s existence so I know what drugs can do to yourself and your loved ones. When I heard Colton was pushing drugs, I stopped associating myself with him, which pretty much ended our relationship for good. Now the man has been calling nonstop hoping that I will somehow answer his call.

I shut my phone off and set it back in my purse. All the memories of Colton came flooding back and to be honest I wish it would have stayed where it was – in the past.



Homecoming, 2004

“I’m fine Chad.”

“I had to carry you over my shoulder out of Plaza. You’re drunk Camille.” Chad said as he put me in bed.

“So I had too much to drink. I was just celebrating our win tonight.”

“Sure, anything for you to drink. But I have to run an errand.”

I gave Chad a curious look.

“It’s two in the morning. What errand could you possibly be running at this time?”

“An important one; I’ll be back to check on you.” Chad said as he kissed my forehead before letting himself out of my dorm room.

I slowly got up and stumbled my way to the door to lock it. One of the peaks of having a private room is the fact that no roommate can see me this drunk. Not that I was trying to get drunk, I just wanted to have fun. That and the fact in order for me to do karaoke, I have to have some shots of tequila in me.

I was about to turn the lock when loud pounding interrupted any thoughts I had left. Maybe it was Chad coming back for something.

I looked through the peephole to see Trevor staring directly at me.

“Shouldn’t you be in bed? You drank more than me.” I said as I wobbled back to my bed. I fell face first onto the mattress and started to giggle.

Trevor locked the door and slowly walked over to me. He sat down and put a hand on my back.

“I can hold my liquor, unlike you who was shouting across the bar and booing people you thought couldn’t sing.

Trevor attempted to get up but instead stumbled onto the brown rug beside the bed. I started to laugh uncontrollably as Trevor tried to play off how drunk he really was.

Once I got myself together, I went to him to see if he was okay.

“You can hold your liquor? Doesn’t look like it to me.”

“Yeah, yeah; I trip. Anyway, where’s Mr. Basketball Star? Shouldn’t he be here?”

“He left.”


“Don’t start Trevor.”

“When are you going to realize that guy is a jerk?”

“Can you just be happy for me that I found my soul mate? We plan on getting married after graduation.”

“If you say so.”

“You should talk; shouldn’t you be with Rachel?”

“She’s sleeping.

I went over to my comfy armchair and sat down. I put my legs up and lay my elbows on my knees.

“I guess I should ask the same about Rachel. Why are you with her?”

Trevor looked at me wondering if it’s me or the alcohol talking.

“Because I care about her.”

“Do you love her?”

“I think I could.”

I looked at my best friend wondering why we never gave things a chance. I always had a thing for Trevor but it was more an infatuation than love.

He walked over to me and got down on his knees. He stared directly into my eyes as he swept some hair from my forehead. He leaned towards me and reached for my lips. I could taste the beer and shots he drank as he pushed his tongue into my tequila breath mouth, savoring every moment of his soft lips on mine.

I don’t know if it’s the alcohol but I’m definitely feeling horny. Sex between Chad and I has been nonexistence lately and I just need someone to touch and make me feel good.

Trevor started to caress my shoulders as I began to run my fingers through his hair. I always love doing that, probably because he has such nice hair.

When his hands moved underneath my shirt and to my breasts, I definitely knew I wanted him inside me. With him supplying short kisses on my neck and his hand roaming every inch of my body, I needed to see what my friend was working with.

Before I can reach for his belt buckle, Trevor stopped to look at me.

“You sure about this; I mean we been friends for so long….”

I put a finger to his lips to shut him up. I traced my finger around his lips until he separate them and inserted my finger in his mouth. Just the touch of his lips and tongue on my finger made me even wetter.

He goes up to me again and started to kiss me again. I begin to take off his shirt while he unbuttons my jeans. I pulled off my shirt and began to kiss him passionately. He got up and grabbed me by the waist. He sat down in the chair while I straddled him. We continued to kiss as he guided himself inside me with ease. I slowly start to move my hips on his dick. Trevor started to moan while I ran my hands down his chest to his 6 pack abs. He moved his hands to cup my full breasts, making me moan along with him. As the chair started to get a little uncomfortable, I didn’t care because he felt so good inside me. I leaned forward to run my tongue on his earlobe.

“You feel so good.” Trevor whispered, which made me even more excited.

As we became more in sync with our bodies, we couldn’t resist our orgasms as I came first and Trevor came a minute after. After getting my breathing under control, I looked at Trevor as he gave me a small smile. Neither one of us couldn’t believe what we just done, but it didn’t stop us for doing it again three times that night…

So yes, Trevor and I did sleep together, but it was just that night only. The next day we vowed to keep it between us and admitted that maybe the alcohol affected us more than we thought.

Trevor made me feel so good that night, and it wasn’t just from the multiple orgasms I had with him. It was just the way he was towards me and how he was in tuned with my needs, compared to Chad who only cared about his needs when we made love.

While we were at Plaza, I did confront Chad about his affair with Rachel, but instead of him responding, he just went to the bar next door, leaving me outside without an explanation or a ride home. After getting a ride with Melanie, I was at my house wondering if Chad will have the guts to come home. If he was, he will notice his suitcases will be waiting on the curb and I will be getting the locks changed before the funeral later today.

I’ve had enough of Chad’s dirty ways and it’s time I ended it for good. I know we both done our share of dirt, but I became a devoted wife once we were married. I never did anything to jeopardize our marriage. Yes I did continue to have thoughts about Trevor, but I never acted on them.

Once I got home, I tried to call Trevor to see if he was okay, but I kept getting his voicemail. I decided to stop calling and go pay him a visit, so I grabbed my keys and purse and left.



I stared at myself in the mirror wondering who the man was staring directly back at me. A small bruise from Melissa’s punch was starting to form under my left cheek, making me feel even worse than before. I was wondering what has become of me the past few days as I made mistake after mistake with my personal life. I really wish I could find some way to apologize to Melissa and tell her I’m sorry for leading her on and thinking that we would have a future together. But honestly, I don’t have the drive to. I knew I was lying to myself when I proposed to her, so why should I go through the agony of saying sorry for something I felt I wasn’t wrong for? I know I sound like a douche, but this is how I always lived my life. I never was a one-woman man, so maybe Melissa should just get over it and move on. I could be saying this since I’m still kind of drunk and clearly not thinking straight, but even if I wasn’t drunk, I think my feelings would still be the same.

But would I ever do that to Camille? I don’t think I would ever want to break her heart, maybe that’s why I never tried to pursue a relationship with her.

When I got home (thanks to Gerald), I noticed my car was sitting in the driveway with the keys still inside and Melissa’s suitcases were gone, which meant she was here and left. I’m not sure whether she went back to Dallas or decided to check into a hotel, but for all I know, I hope I would not have to face her anytime soon. I guess I should be glad she returned my car since she could have easily wrecked it or drove it into Chelsea River.

As I was about to call it a night, my doorbell started to chime. I really wasn’t in the mood for visitors, so whoever it was should get the hint when I don’t open the door.

Two minutes later and the person started to ring the doorbell repeatedly, causing me to become easily irritated.

“Open the door Trevor! I know you’re in there.” Camille shouted from outside.

I shook my head as I went to the door, stopping for a second to decide whether to put on a shirt.

As soon as I open the door, Camille gave me a look of relief as she gave me a tiny smile. She quickly looked away so she wouldn’t stare at my chest.

“I see you made it home in one piece. I tried calling you but it went straight to voicemail.”

“I know. I just didn’t want to talk.”

Camille became hesitant by my tone.

“Can I come in, or would you rather be alone?”

I sighed as I widen the door for Camille can come in. I walked over to the couch and sat down. Camille closed the door and walked over to me. She finally noticed the bruise on my face as she took her hand to touch it.

“Did you talk to Melissa?”

“No. Actually she left. Her stuff was gone when I got here.”

“Are you going to try to talk to her? She is your fiancée.”

“Not after what happened tonight. It’s pretty much over. She punched me, took my car keys and left me stranded at Plaza; so basically, I don’t think we’ll be talking much after tonight.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“Are you?”

“I know I may have initiated what happened tonight, but I didn’t mean to hurt anyone; especially you.”

I looked at Camille realizing I could never be mad at her. She looked so innocent right now, which I know she is far from that.

“I know; to be honest, this was a long time coming. We both knew something was going to happen, we just didn’t know when and where. So don’t blame yourself for this; I’m as much to blame for this as well. What about Chad; you talked to him?”

“No. He actually refused to talk to me. He didn’t come home either, so I packed all his things and threw it out on the curb.”

I laughed at the thought of Camille shoving Chad’s crap across the lawn and curb. Served him

right for being a jackass.

“I guess I should come clean on the situation with Chad and Rachel. I actually knew about the

two sleeping together.”

Camille looked at me and gave a long sigh.

“Was it before or after we were married?”

“It was two times and it was before you two were married.”

Camille shook her head as tears started to roll down her cheeks.

“Don’t cry Cam. He’s not worth your tears.”

“I know I shouldn’t, but it just I have tried to give him the benefit of the doubt, and after

everyone warned me about him, I just kept on being with him even though I knew he could

have been cheating on me.”

“I guess you were blinded by love.”

“Maybe so. And now, there’s no telling if he’s still cheating on me. I mean I don’t know what
he’s doing on the road.”

“Cam, I’m not trying to defend Chad, but he wasn’t the only one who cheated in the
relationship too. We did have sex after homecoming.”

“I know and I probably shouldn’t be judging, it just that we only had sex that one night. Chad slept with Rachel twice. I can understand the first time, but the second time, not so much.”

“I understand too. What are you going to do now?”

“I don’t know. Maybe just be separated for a while until we figure things out.”

I looked at Camille as I pushed her hair back from her face. I always love touching her hair.

“Well, since we pretty much established that our relationships are over, where does that leaves us?”

Camille smiled as she put a hand on my chest.

“I don’t know. We been such good friends and now we‘re talking about stepping into relationship territory. What were you saying about not going that route?”

“That was hours ago when I mentioned that. My feelings have definitely changed.”

“Prove it.”

I pulled Camille closer as I begin to kiss her. Kissing Camille never gets old.

After we pull apart, Camille smiled.

“I guess you’re reconsidering your decision.”

“Maybe you should, but we do need to set some ground rules.”

I gave Camille a confused look to her request.

“What you mean?”

“Well, we can’t have sex right now.”

I looked at Camille as if she lost her mind.

“Not that I don’t want to, because looking at you right now definitely makes me want to, but we can’t. I’m not going to give Chad any type of ammunition to use once we start the divorce process.”

“But that pretty much means we can’t be together.”

“I didn’t say that, because as far as anyone knows we’re not dating. This will be a secret between you and me, until it is okay to reveal that we are.”

“I can live with that. We could just be us hanging out as friends.”

“Exactly; no one will ever suspect.”

“Hmm, so as long as I get to do this, then I can live with no sex for now.” I said as I started to kiss on Camille’s neck.

“Yes, please do that.”

“And this.” I said as move down to her shoulder and then to her neck again.

“You’re definitely going to make this hard.” Camille said while smiling.

“That’s my plan.”

“And I would like us to go on a date.”

“A date; we practically go out all the time.”

“Yeah, as friends; now that feelings are involved, it’s going to be kind of different.”

“You know I like the sound of us being together.”

“I do too.”

I extended my arm out to Camille as she laid her head on my chest. I leaned in to kiss her forehead.

As I leaned back on the couch, I started to become comfortable with everything that is happening. Although I messed up big time with Melissa, I really do hope she find it in her heart to forgive me some day. But I know where my heart is and it’s with Camille. I just hope I don’t ruin this relationship like I done with my past ones.

Cover Reveal

Hi everyone! I was going to wait to reveal the cover to my newest novel, Our Love, during my book tour for In Love With My Best Friend in August, but since today is the second month anniversary of the ebook release of the novel, I figure what better way to celebrate!

Now, without further ado, here is the cover to Our Love


Charlie Perry is faced with a huge dilemma. After having an altercation with a classmate, she is given an ultimatum- transfer schools or face criminal charges. When Charlie is left no choice but to transfer, she steps into Belmont High not knowing what to expect, especially when she crosses paths with Michael Collier.

Michael Collier is the most popular guy at Belmont. He can practically have any girl he wants, but when he sets his brown eyes on Charlie, he is instantly hooked, wanting to know more about the honey-colored beauty.

But when secrets from each other’s pasts begin to surface, will the two be able to find their way to each other, or keep them apart for good.

(This book is considered mature YA/NA and contains mature subject matter, including mild violence, alcohol use, and sexual language/situations).

The book is expecting to be released in November, but could be released earlier (it’s with the editor right now). I will make an update on the official release date.

Also, Our Love will be added to Goodreads soon, so make sure to add it to your “To Read” list 🙂


In Love With My Best Friend Is Available On Kobo!!

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In Love With My Best Friend is available on Kobo! If you have a Kobo e-reader, you can now download In Love With My Best Friend for $0.99!

In Love With My Best Friend will also be available on iBooks coming soon!!!

Book Playlist

One thing I love to do while reading is listen to music. No matter what type of book I’m reading, I will imagine the perfect song that will accompany a particular scene or the book in general. When I wrote In Love With My Best Friend, there were several songs that came to mind that not only described a particular moment between Trevor and Camille, but what each character was thinking through his or her point of view.

With that being said, I created a playlist that I believe describe the story as well as the characters in the book:

Best of Me- Anthony Hamilton

Love Rollercoaster- The Ohio Players

Love Connection- Raheem DeVaughn

Made To Love- John Legend

That Girl- Justin Timberlake

Love Somebody- Maroon 5

Gone, Gone, Gone- Phillip Phillips

Daylight- Maroon 5

The Thrill- Miguel

Safe and Sound- Capital Cities

Wonder- Emeli Sande

Skin Tight- The Ohio Players

Catch My Breath- Kelly Clarkson

A Couple Of Forevers- Chrisette Michele

Tears Of Joy- Faith Evans

Love’s Holiday- Earth, Wind & Fire

If you love the songs listed or never heard them, please make sure to check out my playlist on Rdio (if you are a subscriber).

I will post the playlist to my second book, Our Love once the book is released. Until then, enjoy the playlist to In Love With My Best Friend!

The First Secret is Revealed!!

Hi everyone! The next four chapters from Baker 6 are posted, as Camille relives a moment between her and Trevor, Melanie and Derrick goes digging, and one of the friends’ secrets comes to light.



After a rocky start, the party turned out to be pretty good. We feasted on Rachel’s favorite foods consist of gumbo, sushi, chocolate chip cookies, and homemade strawberry margaritas. Melanie called informing everyone she had to work late, but will meet everyone at The Plaza later for karaoke. Although Melanie wasn’t there, it still was a good time for us as we exchanged fond memories of Rachel and watched videos of us during our high school and college years. As a video of our prom came on, I looked over at Trevor and exchanged glances. Prom was a great time for us all, especially since Trevor and I shared our first kiss. Yes, we have kissed, but it only went as far as that.

It was during one of the last dances of the evening and I decided to dance with Trevor after my date, Chris Parker decided to go chase after Deborah Willis, who was the prom queen. Just being on the dance floor with Trevor made me feel like we were the only two on the floor, as I put my arms around him. Trevor was moving his hands up and down my back, giving me multiple tingles. As he started to breathe on my neck, I started to run my fingers through his hair. And then it happened. He leaned in closer to me as I licked my lips a little to give some moisture. The kiss was so soft and tender that I felt like I was floating. That’s when I knew I wanted to be with this man for the rest of my life. If only I was true with myself and told him how I felt instead of being a coward and let him slip away. And I did that when he went off with multiple women.

Now, I don’t know where our relationship stand. I know I should let things go, but I can’t.

I watched as Trevor was whispering something in Melissa’s ear and she started to smile. They do make a cute couple. I guess I should just be happy for them and move on.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Tamara asked as she looked from Trevor to me.

“Hey girl. How you holding up?”

“I’m good. What about you? I could tell how you’re looking that you don’t really approve of Melissa.”

“It’s not that. For what I know of her she’s nice, but…”

“But she’s not you. Camille, just admit the truth. You always had a thing for Trevor. But stop being obvious about it when your husband is in the same room.”

“You think I’m not trying? Besides, I don’t know what Chad is doing when he’s on road trips.”

“Yeah, you don’t; but what if he’s not doing anything? Then that would make you the cheater.”

“I haven’t done anything, Tamara.”

“Yeah, not physically, but you are cheating emotionally.”

I sighed as I watched the video of Rachel smiling straight at the camera.

“Is everyone ready to go to Plaza?”

“Sure.” Everyone said as they started to gather their items.

I looked at Rachel’s smiling face once more before turning off the TV. For some reason, I feel

there is more to what happened the night Rachel died. Call me crazy, but there is no way Rachel

died accidently.

“Come on girl, let’s get ready to karaoke.” Tamara said.

“Yea, how fun.” I sarcastically replied while grabbing my handbag.

I’m going to need a lot of liquid to get through tonight.



“You really think this is going to work?” I asked Derrick as we walked into HodgCo. PR Firm,

which is also Tamara’s company.

I felt so guilty walking into Tamara’s place of business and going through her things. But of course Derrick knew this would be the perfect opportunity to rummage through her things since she would be at Camille and Chad’s for Rachel’s farewell party. I really wanted to go, but since I told Camille I would meet everyone at The Plaza, I didn’t feel too bad.

As Derrick went into Tamara’s office, I looked around the building trying to see if anything stood out. This is the one thing I hate about my job. Not only am I a boutique owner, but I’m also a federal agent. Yes, I work for the FBI. And so does Derrick. But that’s not all. Our current case involves a crime lord who sells drugs to youth around the Houston area. We even think this person may be using young kids and teenagers to push his dope around the neighborhood and schools. We been going after this person for the past year and a half, but do not have anything to press charges on him. We do have new evidence against this particular person but it caused a problem with Derrick and me because the new evidence is Derrick’s sister Tamara. We believe Tamara may be involved with this person as an accomplice.

Ever since Derrick heard the news regarding his sister being involved, he’s been hesitated to work on the case. Honestly, I’m just as hesitant being that Tamara is one of my good friends. Although we have asked to be taken off the case (since it would be a conflict of interest on Derrick’s part), Agent Sutton thought otherwise, giving leeway that our target would be none the wiser since she would be willing to talk to family.

While working on the case, Derrick and I became close. I wasn’t expecting to fall for my friend’s brother, but one thing led to another and it just sort of happened. I mean why wouldn’t I? He’s sexy. Just looking at his dark features, chocolate eyes, and athletic built, no woman could resist him.

I quickly came back to reality when I heard Derrick call my name.

“Mel, can you stop daydreaming and help me search this place?”

“Sorry.” I said as I went over to the reception desk and begin to do a search.

“Should we really be doing this? We don’t even have a search warrant.”

“I know, but if we do find something maybe I could warn Tamara about the case.”

“And how are you going to do that without blowing your cover?”

“Honestly, I don’t’ know.”

“Did you find anything?”

“Nothing; I knew we wouldn’t be able to find anything, especially in her office.”

“We might have to search her apartment. You think we could with a search warrant?”

“Probably so.”

“I’m still not on board with this. We could be completely wrong about Tamara.”

“I wish we were, but evidence doesn’t lie. The agency has proof that Tamara is involved with Colton Brown, top drug dealer in the southwest region. They even believed that Brown funded Tamara the money to start her PR firm.”

“Why would Tamara get involved with this guy?”

“Who knows with my sister. What I do know is maybe we won’t find anything that will stick her to this case. Don’t you have to meet everyone later anyway?”

“Yeah at Plaza. You want to come?”

“I’ll pass. I just want to go home and get some rest.”

“I wish I was going with you.”

“You can always come by later and spend the night.”

I went up to Derrick and gave him a kiss.

“I’ll hold you to that. Don’t fall asleep.”

“Trust me, I’ll be up waiting.”

We looked around to make sure everything was still in place as Derrick retrieved his key to lock up. I looked around the office one last time before he closed the door. Hopefully I won’t give myself away too much once I’m around Tamara, because now I’m starting to get paranoid about everything surrounding the case and with my relationship with Derrick.



“You need to let out some frustration. What better way than karaoke.” Gerald said as we walked into The Plaza.

“I’m pretty sure karaoke is not going to do it tonight, Gerald.” I said as I headed straight to the bar.

Going to The Plaza has always been a hangout of ours. Whether we were in college after football games and parties or having the occasional get together, we always found time to let off steam by belting out our favorite tunes. All expect Camille, who hated karaoke, but came to support her friends.

As I was about to pick up my beer, I looked up at the stage and noticed a girl drunkenly singing TLC’s “Ain’t To Proud to Beg.” I started to smile as I thought back to when Rachel sung the same song the last time we were all together. I know she is up in heaven smiling down on her friends knowing that we are all here tonight for her.

I noticed Camille sitting with Chad with a depressed look on her face. Although I feel really bad about what happened earlier, I cannot be upset at how I feel. Camille has to accept that we cannot be together. No matter how much I despised Chad, that is her husband and until he decides to tell Camille about him and Rachel, they are still married.

“Are you going to sing tonight?” I heard Melissa ask as she was standing next to me.

“I might. Gerald and I usually do a rap routine but I might just sit back and watch everyone else tonight.”

“Aww, I really wanted to hear you sing.”

“You heard me sing plenty of times baby.” I said as I wrap my arm around her. Melissa smiled as she snuggled against my chest.

“You still didn’t tell me what happened with Camille tonight? She hasn’t said much after you two were in the kitchen talking.”

“It’s nothing. She still kind of distraught over Rachel’s passing. In fact we all are.”

“I can imagine. You all were so close.”

“Yeah, we were. I’m really glad you’re here.”

“I know baby. I’m glad to be here for you. In fact, I was thinking lately about the wedding and where things will be after we get married.”

“I was thinking the same thing; especially the living arrangement.”

“Well since you moved back into your parents’ home, I was thinking that maybe I should just quit my job and move down here. I can always find another job and that way we wouldn’t have to hide our relationship anymore.”

“I knew you would want to, but I didn’t think you would now. We haven’t even set a wedding date yet.”

“Is there a reason why you don’t want me to move now?”

I looked at Melissa realizing what she’s saying. Although I would love for Melissa to be here, I need to figure out what the hell is going on with me and Camille, and I cannot have Melissa here complicating things even more.

What am I saying? Melissa is my fiancée; I should want her here.

The bartender came to me with a bottle of beer. Melissa looked at me with a concern expression.

“You had four beers at Camille’s.”

“And this is my fifth.” I said as I took the bottle to my lips.

“Why are you drinking so much?”

”It just beers; I barely get drunk with them.”

“What’s going on Trevor? You’ve been acting moody ever since you talked to Camille. Did you two have a fight?”

“Everything’s fine. It’s nothing to worry about.”

Melissa gave me a doubtful look as she shook her head and walked towards my friends.

I sighed as I turned towards the bartender again. Right now all I want is to get drunk and Melissa is ruining it for me.

* * *


Why did I come out? I could have stayed at home and not have to be bothered with anyone. Chad decided to go onstage and sing “If You Think You Lonely” while the women in the audience were practically drooling. I always thought Chad had a great voice, so no wonder women were going crazy for him. Tamara and Melanie (who showed up ten minutes ago) was sitting beside me going through the song list.

“You should sing Cam. It’ll be like old times.” Melanie said smiling.

”You know I don’t sing.”

“Come on girl; stop being so uptight. Remember during homecoming when we all went on stage to sing Britney Spears’ ‘Toxic’?

“Yeah, and we were drunk out of minds. That was the last time I sang too.”

”I remember Chad had to carry you out too. But Rachel just kept on singing.” Tamara said.

I didn’t even notice Melanie returned to the table, let alone left as she sat down beside Tamara and the two started to giggle.

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“You’re see.” Melanie said.

The announcer comes back on stage after Chad’s performance to announce the next performer.

“Next up is TMC singing Elle Varner’s “Go.”

“TMC; what the…”

“You know you want to.” Tamara said while standing up.

“Not cool you two.” I said as I debated on getting up or not.

While Chad, Gerald, and Melissa were urging me to go up, Trevor (who finally decided to sit with us after being at the bar for the past twenty minutes) was giving me a mixture of depression and lust.

I don’t know what to gather from Trevor’s attitude but I’m going to find out. I need to know if Trevor’s feelings are true and whether he wouldn’t cross that line he set for himself. I know I’m playing with fire right now, but Chad doesn’t have to know what I’m doing, right? He could think I’m doing it for him.

As I went up to the stage with Tamara and Melanie, we grabbed our microphones and waited for the music to start. As the lyrics started to appear on screen, I begin to give my best impression of Elle Varner (which I truly failed on), but I did have a decent singing voice. While Melanie and Tamara were having fun with their parts, I was on a mission to visually seduce my best friend. I started to roll my hips on stage as Trevor looked on wondering what was I doing while Chad gave me a suspicious glance. I started back singing the lyrics that was flashing on the TV screen above us, but instead of looking at the crowd or even my husband for that matter, I stared directly at Trevor, giving him one of my famous sultry looks.

I know I’m going to get some weird vibes from everyone after this, but I didn’t care. I needed Trevor to know I was not giving up without a fight, even if it cost my marriage.



What the hell was my wife doing? If she was going to flirt with Trevor she could at least not did it in my face. I looked over at the bastard and noticed he was trying to play off being excited. Never in my life have I seen two people act the way they do. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t like this before; Camille was actually a committed wife who adored me; but lately things between us have changed. I guess you can say it was my fault with my career. I definitely let it get in between us. That and the multiple affairs I’ve been having behind Camille’s back. So yes, Trevor was right to question me about whether I’ve been unfaithful, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that. Besides he can’t really talk when he lusting after my wife while his fiancée is sitting right beside him.

Being that my career required me to travel, I can practically have multiple affairs and get away with it. I mean Camille will never know the amount of women I encountered while on the road. In fact, while Camille thinking I’m going on an away game after the funeral; I’m actually meeting one of my women, Lauren, in Austin. So my job definitely has its peaks.

I can easily let Camille go if I want to pursue other options, but believe it or not I love my wife. I would do anything for her if she asked- expect giving up my relationships.

As for Rachel, I really do miss her. She was a great woman. Being with her was one of the happiest moments of my life. We kept the relationship a secret, but of course Trevor found out during one of his and Rachel’s many arguments.

Why Trevor never told Camille is a mystery to me, but it could be lot of reasons since Rachel knew something about Trevor that even Camille didn’t know.

As I watched my wife acting all flirty towards Trevor, my jealousy started to take center stage.

Camille walked over to the table and noticed the awkward stares from Melissa and Gerald. Trevor looked like he wanted to say something but couldn’t.

Instead of me pulling Camille to the side and discussing the situation privately, I begin to express my feelings in front of everyone.

“What the hell was that?”

“Can you calm down? I was having fun since everyone was egging me to go on stage.”

“That what that was? You could have fooled me.”

“I was just being sexy Chad, damn.”

“Towards another man!”

I could tell people around us were listening but I didn’t care. I was going to make my feelings known.

“Keep me out of this Chad.” Trevor said in a slur.

“Shut your drunk ass up. You know damn well this is about you lusting for my wife.”

“Why don’t we take this outside, Chad?” Gerald said as he tried to put a hand on me.

“Get your damn hands off me.” I said while jerking away from Gerald.

“Listen Chad, I’m not going to do this anymore. I’m unhappy with our marriage. I have tried to make things work, but things are not the same anymore.”

“You’re kidding me right? You’re just going to do this right here?”

“What difference does it make where I tell you? And this has nothing to do with Trevor. We’ve been having problems for a long time.”

“You know I’m sick and tired of trying to be the devoted husband and trying to make things work while you do whatever the hell you wanted, no matter if it was your career or you wanting to sex your best friend. For all I know you two probably have.”

“You are truly a jackass.” Trevor said as he went up to me.

“You blame Camille for everything, but what about you? You barely call your wife when you’re gone on trips and when you’re here you barely recognize her.”

“Really Trevor?”

“Yeah, really. Who you think your wife goes to when she needs to talk, when you’re nowhere to be found.”

“I’m sure you were right there waiting and willing.”

“Come on you two stop this!” Tamara exclaimed.

“If you stop treating your wife like dirt she wouldn’t have to go to another man.”

“Like Rachel did with me; trust me, it was well worth it.”

And that’s when Trevor decked me. I probably shouldn’t have gone there about Rachel, but I wasn’t thinking clearly. Now everyone -including my wife- knew one of my dirty secret.

All’s Fair in Love and War

The story continues in Baker 6 as Tamara hides a secret and a confrontation occurs between Trevor and Chad.


I started to shake my head while watching Camille run upstairs in a huff. I knew what that was about. She finally admitted her feelings to Trevor. A little too late if you ask me. Especially since she’s married and Trevor’s engaged.

As I began to flip through a magazine nearby, Trevor’s fiancée’s Melissa sat by me. Melissa seemed nice, but I can tell she would not be a match to Camille. Trust me, knowing Trevor and Camille for so long, those two are too stubborn to admit anything and to be honest, Melissa will only get her heart hurt if she stayed with Trevor.

“I hope Camille’s okay.”

“I’m pretty sure she is.”

“So what’s the deal between Trevor and Camille? I mean Trevor only told me so much about Camille, yet I really don’t know her.”

“What is there to know? The two have known each other since childhood. They’re practically like brother and sister.”

Melissa sighed as I noticed someone at the door. Since Camille nor Chad was nowhere around, I excused myself and went up to the door. I opened the door and smiled at Tamara.

“Hey, Gerald.” Tamara said as she went up to me and gave me a hug.

“Hey. You look great.” I said as pulled Tamara in tighter.

And that she did. Tamara was always a beautiful woman, even when she was in that awkward looking phase that everyone goes through in high school. Even in college she was beautiful, but now, this woman is a total knockout.

“It’s been a long time.” Tamara said as she walked into the house.

I couldn’t help noticing her body as she walked pass me. Damn, she is definitely grown.

“So how is everything Mr. Media Correspondent?”

“Pretty good. I know your PR firm is definitely thriving.”

“Yeah, it is. I have enlisted a bunch of high profile clientele.”

“Funny you mentioned that.” I said as I took the bag Tamara had from her and we walked into
the kitchen.

“Okay Gerald, what’s going on?”

“Well, I was thinking about expanding my brand to a more national spotlight, maybe trying to
get into more hosting gigs and acting, and I was hoping that you can help me with that?”

“Do you have an agent?”

“No, not yet.”

“Well, I think you should try to get an agent, or I could help you by being a publicist and try to find an agent for you.”

“Really, thank you so much Tamara.”

“No problem. I mean you’re my friend, so I would try and help however I can.”

I smiled at Tamara thinking that this was going to work out better than I expected.


After giving Gerald my contact information to the office, we scheduled a meeting to discuss expanding his brand. I’m proud of Gerald for thinking outside the box and striving for what he wants. I just hope I’m the person that can help him achieve his goal.

As I was walking into Camille and Chad’s living room, my cell phone began to ring. I pulled my phone out of my clutch purse and look at the number flashing on and off the screen. I quickly hit the ignore button and put it back into my purse. I cannot deal with this person right now. Or any other time for that matter. Although I will always be grateful for that person in helping launch my PR firm, I cannot associate with him anymore since it could jeopardize my career and my reputation.

I went straight to the couch and sit wondering when the party going to start. I really want to go to Plaza and sing some of Rachel’s favorite songs. Just thinking about all the times we went to karaoke makes me sad because I know I will never get the chance to do that again. Gerald walked over and sat down.

“Thinking about Rachel?”

“How did you guess?”

“I can tell by your expression. I know this must be hard for you, especially since you knew Rachel better than anyone.”

“Yeah, it is hard. I was just thinking about the times we went to karaoke.”

“Well this night will be extra special then.”

“I know when we went all eyes were on Rach. She sure knew how to draw a crowd. I even remember you having a little crush on her.” I said as I playfully hit Gerald on the arm.

“Yes, I did, but it’s hard to imagine the attention was all on Rachel. I mean you’re gorgeous.”

I started to blush from Gerald’s compliment even though he probably didn’t notice from my complexion.

Now I know it’s going to be hard working with Gerald as my client.

My phone started to ring again which made me become slightly agitated. I tried to ignore the ring tone, but Gerald thought otherwise.

“Are you going to answer it?”

I smiled as I pulled out my cell phone. Sure enough it’s the same number from earlier flashing through my screen. I press the ignore button again and put it back into my purse.

“No one important?” Gerald asked.

I looked at Gerald and gave a flirtatious smile.

“Definitely not.”


Why did I open my big mouth? I thought while staring at the mahogany walls of my bedroom. I couldn’t believe I poured my feelings out to Trevor thinking he would feel the same way. I mean what if he did? What could possibly become of our relationship? Would I cheat on Chad and ruin my marriage just to be with my childhood friend? The thought made my stomach turn.

Evidently I was going to if he felt the same way.

Technically, Trevor did not say he didn’t have feelings for me- he just didn’t want to go down that road. So really he does have feelings for me, he just wanted to be noble and keep things the way they are.

A part of me really wanted to find out how a relationship with Trevor can be. I mean we never really explored anything within our friendship. We always kept things mutual. Well, sort of; if you counted flirting and the occasionally touching, but nothing beyond that. Maybe Trevor’s right; we should just remain friends and maintain the relationships we do have and improve on those.

Someone started to knock on the door, which meant it was Chad checking on me. I really didn’t want to talk to him, but I knew I owned him an explanation for what happened earlier.

“Cam, please open the door.” Chad said on the other end.

I gave a slow sigh as I got up to open the door. As I opened it, Chad looked at me with a concern glance.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah; sorry about earlier. I guess everything just finally gotten to me about Rachel.”

“It’s perfectly fine baby. Rachel was a part of all of us. It’s going to take some time to get use to her being gone.”

“I know.” I said as I took Chad’s hand into mine.

“So are we still going to have the party?”

“Of course; just let me freshen up and I’ll be back downstairs.”

“Sure.” Chad said as he gave me a kiss on the cheek. He let my hand go as he walked to the door.

When the door closed, I started to shed a couple of more tears; although it was not for my dear friend, but instead for my broken heart.


Damn! I really didn’t think that conversation was going to go down like that, especially the night before our friend’s funeral.

I really did not want to have the “feelings” talk with Camille while Chad and Melissa were in the same house, but Camille kept pushing it. That girl can be so persistent!

As I was drinking my third beer, Chad came down the stairs and heading straight towards me. I really didn’t want to talk to Chad, but I knew he was going to want an explanation about earlier. Surprisingly, Melissa didn’t even ask, but of course this dick would.

“Can I talk to you?” Chad asked in a hostile voice.

“What about?”

“Like you don’t know?”

I sighed as I followed Chad into the kitchen.

Chad and I kind of have a love-hate relationship, mainly because of Camille. We try to tolerate each other because of our love for Camille, but I know Chad disliked me just as much as I dislike him. Trust me, I have my reasons to.

As the kitchen doors swing shut, Chad started to go off.

“What the hell happened in here, man? Camille is still upset about it.”

“I don’t have to explain anything to you. The conversation was between Camille and me.”

“Camille is my wife, that’s why. You know I never said anything about the relationship you have with her because she knew you before me, but the way you look at her irritates the hell out of me. And the fact you have a fiancée is equally disturbing.”

“Please, this coming from the biggest flirt on campus? You were too busy to give Camille any time let alone your love. You rather have been with your damn groupies instead of your girlfriend.”

“I know you’re not talking about me being a flirt with the way you manipulated women. To this day I’m still wondering what Camille sees in you.”

“My thoughts exactly with you.”

Chad looked at me while giving me a smug look.

“I think you know pretty well.”

“I’m sure. Tell me Chad, does Camille know about you and Rachel? Does she know the real reason why I dumped her?”

I knew that would wipe that smug look off Chad’s face. That bastard still hasn’t told Camille that he slept with Rachel during college and then again a year later after graduation. I know I should have told her but I just didn’t have the heart. Besides, I figured it was her husband who should have told her the truth.

It’s no telling how many more women Chad has slept with, especially since he’s always on the road, but for all I know Camille deserved so much better.
She should be with me.

“And why would I do that Trevor? So you can be with her? Don’t give me that bull about not pursuing anything because you two are friends. It’s probably something else going on with you because you would tap anything with a skirt.”

“Takes one to know one, right Chad. With your reputation, I’m pretty sure Rachel is not the only person you slept with while with Camille.”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

I guess that answered my question.

Chad went up to me and stared me straight in my eyes. I felt like pushing him back so he wouldn’t be so close on me.

“If you even utter a word about this or anything else to Camille, I swear I will whistle blow your relationship with Melissa to her boss and get her fired.”

“Why would you when I have your secret holding on your head?”

“For leverage; I know you wouldn’t because you wouldn’t want Melissa fired, would you? I know about Preston-Wheeler’s policy on workplace relationships. If they knew she pursued a relationship with you while you were there she would be automatically fired. So, do we have an agreement?”

“I don’t know Chad; I mean Melissa could always find another job.”

“You really think that’s all I have on you. Remember, Rachel and I used to talk. She knew all your dirty secrets; so trust me, I wouldn’t go around and act all tough when you have secrets over your head.”

I looked at Chad with pure hatred as he walked out the kitchen with pure joy. He may have claim victory with this argument, but I know he has more skeletons in his closet than anyone.

I just wish Rachel was still here to prove me right.