The Davonshire Series 2: Loving Words
semester through distance learning and received his degree through the mail.
    All was progressing well for Wilfred until six months later when David came home with his new love interest.  Wilfred, who was now working on his second novel, admired the way the woman moved.  He felt she would be an ideal villain in his next book and he watched April with intense interest. April mistook his staring as an invitation and let herself into his room in the wee hours of the morning.
    Wilfred believed he was experiencing the most wonderful dream.  But much like a dream where you have to pee, if you don’t wake up, the bed will get messy. His dream felt so real he didn’t want to wake up. However, when he finally managed to bring himself out from under, Wilfred awoke finding April riding him reverse cowgirl and began to scream.  His cries awoke the house and everyone took off to his room, which left him once again humiliated, because in front of his parents, his big brother whom he respected and admired, his twin sister, the housekeeper and Cook, she finished her sinful ride and brought him along with her.  She even took the sheet as she climbed off and patted him on his ass, which was now exposed from the ball in which he had curled himself into.
    For three days he refused to leave his room.  Wilfred wouldn’t eat.  Elena had to force him to drink and David Sr. threatened to haul him into the hospital if he went one more day.
    David visited him daily and told him it was not his fault.  Searching his brother’s eyes, Wilfred saw no animosity.  David tried to explain that it was he who felt bad that April, who was very gifted in bed, had chosen his parent’s home and his brother to betray his trust.
    At the gentle age of 21, Wilfred Earl Devonshire was done with the world and women.  He had become tired of the women who saw him as a sex object or a fuck toy. He had been chased through the airport and initiated into the mile high club over the Pacific by some vixen with perky tits and matching personality. Everywhere he went, everywhere he turned, there was some woman—trying, wanting, lusting. It scared him.  When he wanted or needed a woman, he flew to New York in his sister’s private jet and had her set him up with an evening’s worth of company that could tide him over for six months at a time.
    He was done with duplicitous men, manipulative women, and quite honestly, just wanted to be left alone.  The only woman who lived in his house respected him and took care of Gianni.  The women who worked for him knew better and were of no threat.  David, the person whom he trusted most in the world, had picked out some random woman to live under his roof and write his story? 
I will get you back
.  David had said the words to him and he thought nothing of it, but this.…
     Smelling salts had been used to bring him around and he awoke to find Jaelon holding his head in her lap.  His eyes began to focus and he looked at Rod with clear eyes and an even clearer idea,  “I want you on a plane first thing in the morning.  Get to Atlanta and get me out of this shit!”

7
That Damned David
    Wilfred was rocked to his core.  The sheer idea of some strange woman living in his home, sleeping down the hall from him, was simply unacceptable.  Life, circumstance, and fate had taught him that women were not trustworthy. Nearly every woman he had encountered seemed to be in an eternal state of estrus.   They all came at him like dogs in heat and would not back off until he satisfied them sexually.  There was no need for misunderstanding. He loved women and enjoyed satisfying their carnal needs, but within reason. 
I want to be the chooser.
    Furthermore, Wilfred was angered that David had interfered in his life and made a judgment based on what they thought or felt his little brother needed. 
Maybe I have spent too much time in hiding and have given David too much control
.  The harsh realization that the only real link to
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