kissing him passionately in greeting. Damn he had missed her. She looked dead on her feet.
Tracy showered as Guy cooked them a light dinner. He waited for her to be relaxed sitting in front of the fireplace, wine glass in hand.
“To us.” He toasted.
What did he mean? Was he proposing they go serious?
“To us.” she agreed. It was a silent understanding between them.
They had both been hurt in the past, Guy more than her. Trusting someone else was going to take time. Tracy loved him, she was waiting for him to admit to it himself that this was no lustful relationship that was bound to burn itself out soon.
She lay in his arms that night. Content just to be held by him. Guy did not make a move to take her. She needed her rest. He looked at her lying peaceful in his arms. Tomorrow was her day off. They will spend it all the things that were running through his head now!
*******
Sheila sat across from Todd in her office. He was smocking, blowing puffs into her face
“I have something of interest for you.” She said as she handed him the photos.
He looked at them they were damning photos.
“Let’s just say this is my ticket to a ring on my finger.
“This looks really good.”
“Let’s just say I am a determined woman. I can do anything to make sure I win.”
“You definitely have the cat in the bag, darling.”Todd drawled
He stood up putting the brown envelope in his pocket.
Chapter 8
Tracy could not believe your eyes as she took the morning paper. She was dressed in jeans and shirt, casually walking barefoot in Guys House. He was in the kitchen making them breakfast. She had offered to collect the paper; the paperboy had just dropped it outside.
There on the front page were several pictures of Guy and Sheila dressed scantily, in some hotel room. There was Sheila her hand touching his chest. He seemed to be reaching out to her.
“What?” Tracy could not bring herself to believe her eyes. She ran through the story barely picking up facts. But one thing was for sure; Guy and Sheila were an item and had steamed some hotel room in Europe.
He came behind her. She had been gone for long. He saw her shaking hands and took the paper from her.
Guy almost dropped the paper. The last thing he expected to see was a photo of his almost naked body on front of a tabloid. He could not understand what was happening but Tracy’s white face said a lot.
“What the hell is this?” he almost jumped out of the skin.
Tracy heard him but could not comprehend his words. So Guy and Sheila were in a relationship? What was she then?
“I didn’t know you were serious about someone. I made a mistake. I have to go.”She excused herself moving into the house to get her purse. This wasn’t happening. This was a bad dream.
“Tracy wait. This is not true.” His knuckles turned white as he gripped the paper.
“What is not true Guy? What? That you and Sheila are involved, that you were together in that hotel.”
“You didn’t make any promises to me Guy. I understand. No hard feelings. You needed a romp and I was available.” She said bitterly.
No that’s not it. There is nothing between us. Believe me.”He was almost begging. She was tearing him apart.
“I should have known better. You were too good to be true Guy.” Tracy was bitter.
“Let me explain. Sheila came to me in the hotel room but nothing happened.” Guy was watching her intently.
Tracy could feel waves of nausea hit her. She felt faint and leaned on the wall behind her. It was like her fiancée over again. She may have not walked in on Guy, but their body language spoke volumes in those photos.
“Ohhh you think I am daft Guy. You expect me to believe that NOTHING happened from those photos?”
“Why are acting like this Tracy I am telling you nothing happened.” His voice sounded strained. He was getting worried that she was not taking his word.
Tracy remembered those nights she called him and
Tracy showered as Guy cooked them a light dinner. He waited for her to be relaxed sitting in front of the fireplace, wine glass in hand.
“To us.” He toasted.
What did he mean? Was he proposing they go serious?
“To us.” she agreed. It was a silent understanding between them.
They had both been hurt in the past, Guy more than her. Trusting someone else was going to take time. Tracy loved him, she was waiting for him to admit to it himself that this was no lustful relationship that was bound to burn itself out soon.
She lay in his arms that night. Content just to be held by him. Guy did not make a move to take her. She needed her rest. He looked at her lying peaceful in his arms. Tomorrow was her day off. They will spend it all the things that were running through his head now!
*******
Sheila sat across from Todd in her office. He was smocking, blowing puffs into her face
“I have something of interest for you.” She said as she handed him the photos.
He looked at them they were damning photos.
“Let’s just say this is my ticket to a ring on my finger.
“This looks really good.”
“Let’s just say I am a determined woman. I can do anything to make sure I win.”
“You definitely have the cat in the bag, darling.”Todd drawled
He stood up putting the brown envelope in his pocket.
Chapter 8
Tracy could not believe your eyes as she took the morning paper. She was dressed in jeans and shirt, casually walking barefoot in Guys House. He was in the kitchen making them breakfast. She had offered to collect the paper; the paperboy had just dropped it outside.
There on the front page were several pictures of Guy and Sheila dressed scantily, in some hotel room. There was Sheila her hand touching his chest. He seemed to be reaching out to her.
“What?” Tracy could not bring herself to believe her eyes. She ran through the story barely picking up facts. But one thing was for sure; Guy and Sheila were an item and had steamed some hotel room in Europe.
He came behind her. She had been gone for long. He saw her shaking hands and took the paper from her.
Guy almost dropped the paper. The last thing he expected to see was a photo of his almost naked body on front of a tabloid. He could not understand what was happening but Tracy’s white face said a lot.
“What the hell is this?” he almost jumped out of the skin.
Tracy heard him but could not comprehend his words. So Guy and Sheila were in a relationship? What was she then?
“I didn’t know you were serious about someone. I made a mistake. I have to go.”She excused herself moving into the house to get her purse. This wasn’t happening. This was a bad dream.
“Tracy wait. This is not true.” His knuckles turned white as he gripped the paper.
“What is not true Guy? What? That you and Sheila are involved, that you were together in that hotel.”
“You didn’t make any promises to me Guy. I understand. No hard feelings. You needed a romp and I was available.” She said bitterly.
No that’s not it. There is nothing between us. Believe me.”He was almost begging. She was tearing him apart.
“I should have known better. You were too good to be true Guy.” Tracy was bitter.
“Let me explain. Sheila came to me in the hotel room but nothing happened.” Guy was watching her intently.
Tracy could feel waves of nausea hit her. She felt faint and leaned on the wall behind her. It was like her fiancée over again. She may have not walked in on Guy, but their body language spoke volumes in those photos.
“Ohhh you think I am daft Guy. You expect me to believe that NOTHING happened from those photos?”
“Why are acting like this Tracy I am telling you nothing happened.” His voice sounded strained. He was getting worried that she was not taking his word.
Tracy remembered those nights she called him and
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