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you?”
    Treena didn’t hesitate. “Hell yeah!” she answered frankly.
    Rocki broke up laughing and spit her soda back down her straw. She held up her right hand to high-five Treena across the table. She bragged, “I would give his ass
back
spasms in a
hot
minute.”
    Beverly shook her head and grinned passively. “Y’all crazy. That man is married.”
    “Like that ever stopped a dick from getting hard,” Rocki noted.
    Beverly said, “Rocki, people are eating in here.”
    “And they eat in the bedroom, too,” she joked.
    Treena laughed. “What about
you,
Bev? You didn’t feel anything crazy when you were in the room alone with him? I mean, we’ve seen this man all up on television and in the newspapers
plenty
of times. And he looks and smells
way
better in person.”
    “Duuuhhh, you can’t smell his ass through the TV,” Rocki stated.
    “Well, that’s my point. Now we’re all up close and personal with him. But the internship is still most important to me though,” Treena established for them.
    Beverly nodded in agreement. “Right.”
But if he ever wanted to
…she contemplated.

    When the three interns attended their first evening event, they all got a chance to meet David Butler Sr.’s wife, Krystal. She was a tall, regal woman who had put on a few more pounds than the pictures David kept of her inside of his office. Maybe he liked the curves of his younger wife and not the older one.
    “Nice to meet you,” she addressed them civilly. But she wasn’t particularly warm to them. She more comfortable around Cheryl. In fact, she seemed to avoid her husband’s secretary for the majority of the evening. That made the college students more suspicious of David’s relationship with C.J.
    I can imagine how she feels,
Beverly told herself of his wife. She related howhis wife must have felt to her own feelings of when her college boyfriend had begun to wander in other directions, and at no fault of her own.
    Maybe that was the problem. David was right. She should have been more confident and straightened her boyfriend out as soon as she suspected him of cheating. But as she watched her boss work the room of Birmingham notables with his impeccable style of dress, his 100-watt smile, his fluid conversations, wit, and obvious good looks, she couldn’t help but be struck by him.
    “So, David, when are you gonna make the big announcement that everyone’s waiting for?” a city official asked him amongst the fine suits and ties, dresses and skirts, soft music and wine, and catered finger foods, with plastic plates, cups, forks and knives that stretched from one end of the room to the other.
    David realized the group of eight surrounding him would spread his answer throughout the room. “Well
if
I ever decide to make an announcement of something ah,
special,
trust me, you guys will all be the first to know.” He then shared a light laugh to go down with his white wine.
    Ever so often, he would look over and catch Beverly eyeing him. He made it seem as if she were his little secret inside the room. Or at least
she
felt that way.
    She then took her eyes off of him for a few minutes to collect another piece of chicken, only for David to creep up beside her at the food table and slide another hint into her left ear. “Keep your eyes on the prize, young lady. You just might get it.”
    Beverly stood frozen at the table, wondering who may have seen him speak to her. She suddenly felt a nervous wreck, with tingles of confusion paralyzing her from the spine down. He had stopped her from moving her arm to select another piece of chicken.
    He is just bad,
she told herself.
I wonder how many women in this room he’s been with. And his wife probably knows about most of then. But she’s just in here playing wifey.
    Beverly turned just enough to her right to locate his wife, as well as C.J. and any other woman who may have been following David’s moves. But everyone seemed to maintain their places, as if the man’s