Fire & Desire (Hero Series) Read Online Free PDF

I’m sure Tiffany didn’t bring
us here to argue about the stripper.”
    She returned to her seat. “What are your thoughts on this,
Tiffany?”
    Still struck speechless by Charmagne’s announcement, Tiffany had
yet to render her opinion. Memories Tiffany still didn’t want to face had been
evoked. She also felt Josephine knew what had happened that weekend, even though
her best friend never questioned her.
    How do you tell your friends you don’t want super sexy Fireman to
come because you’re married to him? She considered asking one of them if they knew how to get a quiet
contested divorce.
    “Tiff…?” Josephine’s voice broke into her thoughts.
    Looking down the table at Charmagne, Tiffany decided to ask the
safer question, “Why do you want to have a stripper at your party?”
    Charmagne glanced in Sonya’s direction and said, “For one, I would
like to redeem myself.”
    “We’re all friends here, you don’t have to do something that
terrifies you to prove anything to us.” Tiffany hoped to convince her against
the idea.
    “I know that, but there’s another reason I want to do this,”
Charmagne said meekly.
    “What other reason do you need, other than wanting to see a
practically naked hunk of a man dancing for you?” Karen piped in.
    “Sex, sex, sex…Is that all you all ever think about?” Veronica’s
face pinched with tension.
    “Well, maybe if you gave it up sometimes, you’d talk about it
too.” Karen’s chest puffed up, almost spilling her breasts out of her low cut
blouse.
     “You know what they say, ‘those who talk about it all the time
don’t ever—’” Veronica began.
    “I get plenty—” Karen interrupted.
    “Can we please have one meeting without the two of you going at
each other?” Tiffany shouted.
    The room went quiet for the second time that afternoon. This time,
six pairs of eyes aimed directly at her—obviously shocked to hear her
uncharacteristic intonation.
    She flushed with self-consciousness. She knew she was on edge, her
nerves buzzing since the mystery man became the topic. “Sorry, but the
bickering is getting us nowhere.”
    Her friends exchanged silent looks with one another. She chose to
ignore the questioning eyes and got back to the topic at hand. “Now, what was
your other reason, Charmagne?”
    “The thing is, Charles is the only man I’ve ever been with.” Flat
open palms, Charmagne raised her hands boldly like two stop signs toward Karen,
to forestall a comment. “And he’s the only man I intend to be with. So I guess
I like the thought of having a fantasy man doing things to please me.”
Charmagne cast her eyes down. “It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I
don’t want to miss it.”
    “Are you sure you want to do this?” Tiffany asked.
    Charmagne raised her eyes toward Tiffany. “Yes.”
    “Okay, I’ll call Leslie Janis tomorrow and reserve a stripper.”
    “Tiffany, I don’t want just any stripper; I want our fireman,”
Charmagne said with a hint of stubbornness.
    Tiffany exhaled a breath. Man, this is the last thing I need
right now. “The Fireman it is.”
    Tiffany pasted on a smile for her friends, concealing her inner
struggle.
    ~ML~
    I want our fireman. Those words continued to repeat themselves in Tiffany’s mind as
she closed the door behind Josephine, the last of her friends to leave, and
waved at Todd, the state trooper making his evening rounds. Tiffany didn’t know
how she had made it through the last hour while she silently struggled with the
thoughts of the leather-clad mystery man, who was actually her husband, yet,
still a mystery to her.
    More than a month had passed since the last time she’d seen him.
Her menstrual cycle had thankfully come and gone, letting her know a possible
pregnancy was no longer an issue.
    Getting rid of a husband was one thing, but a child would have
complicated things.
    She attempted to put the torrid memories out of her mind. She told
herself she must’ve added too