that I was really cheating-cheating. All the men I'd been with over the last three years were strictly business.
But now that he was claiming me as his wife, I wanted to do right by him. Not sleeping with another man was going to be the easy part. It was getting back those deep-down-to-my-soul feelings for Kenny that were once such a natural part of me.
I was going to do it, though, no matter what. Because I loved him.
My beeper vibrated, and I grabbed it. On the screen was a number I knew all too well. Ugh! Didn't he get it? Didn't he know he wasn't supposed to contact me anymore?
“ What's up, babe? ” Kenny asked as he stepped out of the closet, fully dressed in one of the suits I'd purchased for him from the Men's Warehouse. That was a step-up from those places where he'd been buying his suits in downtown LA -- three for seventy-nine dollars.
“ Nothing, ” I said. “ Why? ”
“ You look like you'd seen a ghost. Who beeped you? Work? ”
“ Yeah, ” I said, glad that he'd come up with the lie for me. “ I'll call them, but I'm still not going in. Carnation will have to do without me 'cause today is totally about getting myself ready for you. ”
Those words made him pimp-strut over to the bed. “ I like the sound of that, ” he said. “ But you don't have to do anything to get ready. You look pretty perfect to me. ”
It was a déjà vu moment - one of those times when you knew you'd been in this place before, but just can't remember when. Only I knew exactly when. I was here last night. Kenny had just uttered the same words that Roman had said to me.
I shuddered.
“ You cold, babe? The air-conditioning's not on. ”
“ No, no, I'm fine, ” I said, giving him a very light peck on his lips. “ You better get going or you're gonna be late. ”
He nodded. “ I wish I could take today off with you, but I'm using all my time for our honeymoon. ”
That made me smile. Kenny hadn’t told me where we were going yet, and I was enjoying the mystery. It was totally so unlike him. He was always so rock solid, so predictable, so … boring. But keeping the honeymoon a secret spiced things up a bit for me, and it meant a lot that he was trying so hard.
“ Are you sure you don't want to tell me where we're going? ” I asked for the thousandth time. “ How am I suppose to pack? ”
He shook his head just like he did all those other times. “ This is my surprise and it will not be spoiled, woman, ” he said, trying to sound like a throwback to caveman days. “ I told you. You don't have to pack a thing. I got you! ”
That was another thing that made this so great. He was taking care of everything. Usually, I was the one who did the planning, the preparations and, the paying. But with this, Kenny was stepping up.
Even though he wouldn't give me any hints, I clapped my hands like a kid. I was so excited.
Kenny laughed and then hugged me. “ This is it, ” he said.
I stood up so that I could give it to him real. “ The next time you'll see me, I'll be your bride. ”
“ You'll be my wife. ”
With those words, I let him kiss me. How could I not? As we embraced, I remembered all the times we'd had together and remembered why I wanted to marry this man. By the time we pulled away from each other, I was absolutely sure that by this time next week, I'd be all the way back in that loving place.
“ Have fun at the hotel tonight, ” he said.
“ I'm not going to be doing anything. I'll just be waiting for tomorrow to come. ” I kissed him once again and watched him stroll out of our bedroom, so pleased with myself. I was doing the right thing by letting this sexual tension build. Tomorrow it would be on for real.
Then, my beeper vibrated once again. I didn't even have to look down at the number. I knew who was calling.
And it was not good.
Chapter 3
My heart pumped, and my stomach fluttered as I t urned my BMW into the parking lot at Foxtails. It had been a while since I'd