Something about HER

"Jill!" Sheri whispered. Jill continues to give Sheri grief. Though, in all honesty Jill didn't care, nor did she have room to judge. Jill has done what Sheri is about to do once or twice. Maybe even three times by the time she's done with Anthony. Who knows what his status is? Don't care... But Jill could shamelessly say this, she's never blatantly seen a man's wife and still brazenly flirt with their husband. Sheri was on a whole new level of savagery, and Jill wasn't letting her best friend off the hook so easily. Jill thought to herself, the next time Sheri tries to act all innocent and poise to judge me, imma rub the dirt all up in her face. She continues to push Sheri’s buttons till she gets up to leave and go to the bathroom. Jill was getting ready to tell her to use the gel when unexpectedly, Sheri collides into the Governor. They were a whole tangled mess, Jill practically had to pull them apart before his wife came. The Governor was grateful for her intervention because even he realized he wasn't focused. Upon meeting the governor's wife, Jill was 100% sure, she did not like her. This self-important, condescending chick, made Jill simply want to backhand her. Her whole attitude was trash. She looked down at Sheri and Jill the whole time with fake greetings of kindness. But Jill matched her energy. Like b*tch, your not about to run over me. But Sheri... Practically became her yes girl. And Jill had to fall in line because it wasn't her fight. *** After the awful encounter with Monica, the Governor's wife, Jill got to work on making sure Sheri had a more prominent presence. The girls went to the bathroom, and Jill opened every stall to make sure no one was around. "What was that?!" Jill yelled. "I know right?! Absolute b*tch!" Sheri added. Jill wanted to smack Sheri. "No! You!" Sheri was confused. "You're not focused! When she came up to us all stank, you had no fight in you. You acted like a docile little girl. She said jump and you went 'how high?' Even I had to fall in line." Jill was so infuriated. "Oh...". Sheri said in recollection. "Listen that right there was a freebie. Monica is not about to think that's how things are gonna be moving forward." Jill declares. Sheri was silent but signaled she understood Jill continued as she paced the spacious restroom. "She's the one that had things she wanted to discuss with you, not the other way around. You should of let Monica know what day YOU were available instead of going along with what she choose!" "I know I just got nervous..." Sheri put her hand to her forehead. "Well that needs to be out of your system now that we have a vague idea of what she's about. When we go to the Governor's house, don't act all impressed, as if you've never been in a place like that before, and whatever she asks of you, tell her you need time to deliberate. She's not getting her answer right away." Jill looked at Sheri sternly. "You're right! I'm sorry!... I guess I felt bad about my behavior with her husband that I kind of submitted to her." Sheri admitted. "So are you gonna feel bad about the Governor's behavior too?!" Jill snapped "Takes two to tangle, And y'all was entangled!" "Jill... I don't know if I can be the type of woman that can mess with a married man..." Sheri lowered her head. Well what is she trynna say about me! Jill thought. *** Hey everyone, thank you for your interest in my book, this is my first time writing a story. Hope you enjoyed this excerpt. This is my original work and the setting is urban American. My characters are of African American, Caribbean, and Hispanic descent, so this book may have a different flavor from the more traditional stories on here, so feel free to comment if there are any slang terms or phrases you don't understand.

_OrganicBeauty_ · Urban

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63 Chs

Appreciate Our Differences

In the elevator, Anthony pushes his key fob against the scanner. The elevator takes us to the seventh floor and opens up directly into his well-decorated, masculine Bohemian loft of a home.

"Oh you throwing people in jail, jail." Jill said admiring his diggs.

Anthony laughed at Jill's brazen comment.

"He's guilty your honor!" Jill exclaimed pointing to an golden crystal lion in the motion of roaring on top of a dark Emerald green granite base.

"Oh you got jokes for real?" Anthony says laughing.

Out in the city of Parkdale prosecutors get a bonus for each conviction made. But it's not open knowledge, just speculation. Definitely not something defense attorneys should be too aware of. Anthony wondered if his pad was too flashy.

Anthony walked over to his kitchen as Jill walked around admiring his open floor plan.

"You want anything to eat?"

"Who's did your interior designer?" Jill asked adoring his curtains

" Me. And I believe I got those from Pier 1."

Jill looked at Anthony impressed. She knew for sure that he did this with other women often. He was just so prepared to make a lady feel comfortable and at home. She felt like an idiot that, the simple idea of that made her jealous. She couldn't even remember the last time she was jealous.

Jill had no idea what's gotten into her tonight. Normally, she was cool with the one night stand or the occasional hookup. With her long work hours, a relationship was just too much to keep up with. On top of that, any extra time she has she dedicates to Julisa her main priority. This is why she's never been one to form deep relations.

Anthony walks up to Jill with a bowl of grapes and water. He has his suit jacket off and shirt unbuttoned. He liked Jill's appreciation for the art he's chosen for his home. He liked it even more that she knew not to touch.

"Thank you." Jill says taking the glass of water and a few grapes. "You give great attention to detail."

"Yeah, I have a passion for art." He says leading her to the stairs towards his bedroom.

Jill spots a tall broad African shield and spear. Next to it was a narrow hall table against the staircase. On it was a picture of Anthony holding the African shield and spear while in some African country.

"Wow." Jill said, taking it all in. "What country was this in?"

"Kenya. You should visit if you ever get a chance. The experience is mind-blowing." Anthony enthused as he reminisced.

"Hmmm..." Jill made her way up the stairs as she said, "Hope you ain't get to the motherland on the brother man's back!"

"Okay Isa, last joke on my career for the night." Anthony said, knowing that if things turned south he wasn't gonna care this time. "Drink." He orders noticing Jill's cup is more than halfway full.

"Alright, yeah that was foul." Jill giggled and drank the rest of her water.

"Besides I know defense attorneys get paid bread!" Anthony snorted, as he leads her to his luxury modern bathroom.

"Not me. Like I said most of my clients are juvenile, a lot of them have parents that are scraping to pay my fees to keep their reckless children out of jail... or a least not in there for long..." Jill signed. " I'm trying to develop a practice that rehabilitates them when they get a second chance. It's a long term goal but, a girl can dream..." Jill walked over to the toilet that was blocked off by a brick wall that hung a lovely abstract painting of a couple making love.

"I love your bathroom!" Jill says to him behind the wall as she pees.

"Thanks. The floor heats up too." Anthony says getting the water ready in his double showerhead seated shower.

Anthony couldn't believe he came at her like some asshole prosecutor earlier. He knew defense attorneys who were on the straight and narrow when it came to clients who needed a break. That's why he wasn't the type to do cases that included theft or small drugs, and prostitution.

"By the way, I love that you serve our community in that way... This is why I became good at my craft to make sure I'm only convicting the big gangsters, the murders and rapists. The little guys are just pawns in their game. A lot of times the little guys are the ones to take the fall... I like that you're there for them." Anthony said in admiration, though he's seen, defense attorneys go bad eventually. Especially when that money is right... Everyone has a price...

"Thank you!" Jill sweetly says reemerging from her potty break naked in Anthony's presence.

Anthony loved the fact that she knew how to get straight to the point.

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