place was not so lively,
being a Sunday night and all. I threw my gaze around and looked at
the crowd. I could spot a few equally lonely souls in the crowd and
I silently wondered if it was by choice. I sat at a corner booth
and sipped on a martini by myself as I thought of Margo’s
revelation. That woman had an unusual sexual appetite without a
doubt. I accepted a few drinks from strangers and acknowledged
their knowing looks. My attention was not really on them all along
as I thought of Gavin. I wanted him, my body wanted him, and I
wanted him to make love to me and the sweet ache that was calling
out from between my thighs only longed for him. I pulled out my
cell phone from my purse and placed a call to Gavin.
“Hello Yvonne, how are you?” he asked and I
immediately got the code. I could tell that he was not able to talk
to me at that moment but I simply did not acre.
“How is Shantell? Has she put on her braces?”
“She is alright, fast asleep”, came the reply.
“I want you, I want you to come over and make love
to me”, I pleaded.
“Okay Yvonne, I will let her know that”, Gavin
replied so casually.
“I want you to ripe off my clothes and do whatever
you want to me”; I went on in my drunken state.
“Ok, I was actually heading to the office, I will
pass by and get her insurance card”, he answered.
“Ok, I will be waiting for you dressed in my sexy
lingerie, you know the sky blue one, the one you love the most”, I
went on to answer him.
“Alright, I give you a call when I leave the house
as I head to the office”, Gavin said as he hang up the phone on
me.
I knew what was going to transpire next and got to my
feet immediately. I ignored the few business cards that had come my
way and rushed over to my car. I was being driven by my desire and
wanted nothing more but to feel him inside me. There was no traffic
as I rushed by a few stops signs and headed straight for home. I
checked the time on my phone and knew that Gavin would be a few
minutes behind me. I screeched onto the driveway and I rushed
upstairs to the bedroom.
Something was off.
As I turned the knob to my room and found it
open.
“That’s strange”, I said out loud as I turned it
open and slipped in “I thought I had closed this door”.
Speaking to myself was a common practice I had
acquired from living alone. I switched on the lights and there
perched on my bed was Margo staring at me through devilish
eyes.
“Jesus”, I shouted when my eyes landed on her.
“I am sorry Yvonne, I did not mean to scare you”,
Margo said and did not move a single muscle. It made me question
the sincerity o her apology. I could feel my heart pumping blood
very fast through my veins as I had a million and one questions
that ran through my mind all at the same time. The first thing that
ran through my mind was Gavin who was driving over. I reached for
my cell phone that was well tucked into my purse and attempted to
text him before Margo’s voice stopped me.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you”, she echoed and
the commanding voice forced me to look up and stare into the end
point of a gun that was in her right hand.
Chapter Four
I lay in my bed stark naked,
held captive by my stepbrother’s wife because I’m sleeping with
him. Never in all my years would I dream that any of that statement
would be true. She had ordered me at gunpoint to strip and lay on
the bed before handcuffing me to the bed. My right hand’s wrist was
quiet sore because of the struggling and I could only begin to
imagine what Gavin would walk into. Margo walked around the room
with her gun as she went through my drawers.
“What do you want Margo?” I asked.
“Yvonne, I know you are a lot of things. A cheat,
adulterer, fornicator, liar…” she answered as she walked over to
the window and separated the blinds with the tip of the pistol.
Just enough to looked out.
“But you are not a fool”.
I heard the screech of tires and the halt of an
engine