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“Seriously though, a construction worker salary didn’t pay for those high-priced shoes or that Rolex she was wearing. ”
    His friend might’ve been right, but Zack couldn’t ignore how the air around him seemed electrified when she was near. He’d been with his share of women, but none affected him the way she had.
    “Maybe Jada ignoring your calls is a sign for you to move on. The last thing you need is more BS from another tryflin’, money-hungry woman.”
    “I’m not giving up just yet.” Zack ran his hand over his mouth and stopped at his chin, rubbing the scruff growing from not shaving in a couple of days. “I think I’m going to try a different approach with Ms. Jada Jenkins. Apparently I need to do something to get her atten—”
    “Are you expecting someone else?” Donny interrupted. “I think I just heard your doorbell.”
    “Nope.” Zack picked up the remote and turned down the volume of the home theater system. The doorbell rang again. “I’ll be back in a sec.” He stood and headed toward the stairs.
    Walking through his large kitchen, Zack glanced at the home’s alarm keypad located in the short hall that led to the attached garage. He hadn’t set the system to close the front gate automatically once Donny entered onto the property. Pushing a couple of buttons, he made sure the gate closed automatically going forward.
    He opened the door and stared at the person standing on the other side of the threshold, shocked to see her on his doorstep. His gaze traveled the length of the statuesque body from her thick, long tresses flowing over bare shoulders, to a perfectly made up face on down to the purple dress with the sheer side panels that hugged every curve like a second skin.
    “Now that you have thoroughly checked me out, aren’t you going to invite me in?”
    Her syrupy voice snapped him to attention and anger clawed its way from his gut to his throat, threatening to burst free.
    “Hell nah I’m not inviting you in! You’re not even supposed to be on my property. Why are you here, Leslie?”
    “I need to talk to you and you haven’t returned any of my calls.”
    “Are you serious?” he asked, shocked to see her standing there. “We don’t have anything to discuss. So you can just go and crawl back—”
    “Baby, please. I know you hate me, but you have to let me explain.”
    “Explain?” Zack gripped the doorframe, rage for what she had put him through pulsed through his veins. “What’s there to explain? You lied about being pregnant, and I agreed to marry you. Then you lied about having a miscarriage and who knows what else you lied about while we were together. And if that wasn’t enough, your ass went to the cops, claiming that I beat you!”
    “But Zack—”
    “But Zack nothing!” He growled and slowly approached her, but stopped. “Donny, get up here!” He would never put his hands on a woman with evil intentions, but she had accused him of doing just that once, and he wanted to make sure a witness was nearby just in case she tried it again.
    Donny bounded up the stairs. “I’m right behind you,” his friend said. Zack knew when Donny saw who was at the door, he would understand.
    “Was that really necessary?” Leslie huffed.
    Pointing his finger at her, Zack inched closer, remembering all that she had put him through including how she forged his name on one of his checks.
    “Your lying, scheming ass should be in jail somewhere. You almost cost me my career, and you have the nerve to ring my doorbell?” He took two steps back. Taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly, he returned his attention to the woman he once thought he loved. “There was nothing I wouldn’t have done for you and you know it. Yet, you tried to ruin me. I’m done with you.”
    “I’m not giving up until you hear me out.”
    He held up his hand. “You know what…” He didn’t bother finishing the sentence. Talking to her was like banging his head against a brick wall.