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wouldn’t be big enough for the both of them. He was in the wedding, of course, so she would
soon be photographing him. She’d see him in person for the first time since the hospital and most assuredly would have no choice
but to interact with him.
Even though she knew it wasn’t cool, Steph popped a
Xanax and washed it down with a big swig of beer. She looked
around and tried to find a way to distract herself. She reached
into the back of the seat in front of her and pulled out a People Magazine someone had left behind. She stared blankly at the
cover. Her ex-boyfriend Kevin Wiley was on the cover with his
new wife, Maria (the woman he’d cheated on her with) and their
adorable newborn baby. Cut in the right hand upper corner of the cover was a picture of Fury and a sensational mention of their
upcoming release, Rage.
“Lord, why have you forsaken me?” She gazed at the ceil-
ing of the airplane tiredly, as if she had a direct line to God.
“Because you are a filthy, blaspheming heathen.” Cedric
said from behind her in an affected theatrical voice, and she
turned to fix her plus-one with a withering stare.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that was a rhetorical question,”
he quipped as he took his seat next to her. She presented the
magazine for his viewing pleasure. “Oh.”
“Thanks for coming with me. If Phillip and I are going to
breathe the same air, I’m sure I’m going to need the spiritual
guidance.”
His sassy smile vanishing, Cedric tilted his head and firmly
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replied. “You’re in a good place, Sis.”
“I know. I’m just really jittery. I’m so glad that you’re here
with me and not Christopher. He’d insist I meditate instead of
drinking to excess.” Though she’d only been seeing him for
roughly three months, she knew Christopher had her best inter-
ests at heart. He’d wanted very much to come with her, but he
had pressing issues with a couple of his other clients. She’d
twisted Cedric’s arm to come in his place and after a healthy
dose of sisterly guilt and promises that he’d have his own room
in more modest accommodations, he’d relented.
She was finally, as Cedric mentioned, “in a good place.”
Thanks to continuous support and supervision from Cedric and
Cheyenne, she was healthier physically and spiritually than she’d ever been in her adult life. However, the week on the island with Fury would be awkward enough without Christopher challenging
Phillip to a duel or some other such nonsense. Christopher was
always a gentleman, but principled to a fault. His outburst to-
ward Phillip at the Video Awards still had her reeling.
She was yanked out of her thoughts as the flight attendant
returned with a glass of white wine for Cedric. He accepted it
and graced her with a charming smile. She blushed and with a
glance at his collar, hurried away. Steph smiled wryly at him
with a sideways glance. It was impossible not to be amused at
the way women responded to her brother. Especially when he wore his priestly collar. It was as if the “forbidden fruit factor”
upped his desirability to the opposite sex.
Cedric appeared oblivious, though Steph knew he was com-
pletely aware of his magnetism. He continued their conversation
without missing a beat or acknowledging the blushing woman.
“Glad I can help, though I feel criminal about the extravagance.
One of these first class plane tickets alone could feed an African village for a year.”
“Hey, not all of us took a vow of poverty.” Steph tapped her beer bottle against his wine glass in an impromptu toast.
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Cedric smirked at her and shook his head. “You brought
wide brimmed hats, right? You’ll burst into flames if you aren’t careful.”
“Right back at you, Ginger.” Steph replied, though she
knew Cedric could survive a whole lot more ultra violet rays
than she could. “I hope you listened to me about the insect repellant.
soon be photographing him. She’d see him in person for the first time since the hospital and most assuredly would have no choice
but to interact with him.
Even though she knew it wasn’t cool, Steph popped a
Xanax and washed it down with a big swig of beer. She looked
around and tried to find a way to distract herself. She reached
into the back of the seat in front of her and pulled out a People Magazine someone had left behind. She stared blankly at the
cover. Her ex-boyfriend Kevin Wiley was on the cover with his
new wife, Maria (the woman he’d cheated on her with) and their
adorable newborn baby. Cut in the right hand upper corner of the cover was a picture of Fury and a sensational mention of their
upcoming release, Rage.
“Lord, why have you forsaken me?” She gazed at the ceil-
ing of the airplane tiredly, as if she had a direct line to God.
“Because you are a filthy, blaspheming heathen.” Cedric
said from behind her in an affected theatrical voice, and she
turned to fix her plus-one with a withering stare.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that was a rhetorical question,”
he quipped as he took his seat next to her. She presented the
magazine for his viewing pleasure. “Oh.”
“Thanks for coming with me. If Phillip and I are going to
breathe the same air, I’m sure I’m going to need the spiritual
guidance.”
His sassy smile vanishing, Cedric tilted his head and firmly
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replied. “You’re in a good place, Sis.”
“I know. I’m just really jittery. I’m so glad that you’re here
with me and not Christopher. He’d insist I meditate instead of
drinking to excess.” Though she’d only been seeing him for
roughly three months, she knew Christopher had her best inter-
ests at heart. He’d wanted very much to come with her, but he
had pressing issues with a couple of his other clients. She’d
twisted Cedric’s arm to come in his place and after a healthy
dose of sisterly guilt and promises that he’d have his own room
in more modest accommodations, he’d relented.
She was finally, as Cedric mentioned, “in a good place.”
Thanks to continuous support and supervision from Cedric and
Cheyenne, she was healthier physically and spiritually than she’d ever been in her adult life. However, the week on the island with Fury would be awkward enough without Christopher challenging
Phillip to a duel or some other such nonsense. Christopher was
always a gentleman, but principled to a fault. His outburst to-
ward Phillip at the Video Awards still had her reeling.
She was yanked out of her thoughts as the flight attendant
returned with a glass of white wine for Cedric. He accepted it
and graced her with a charming smile. She blushed and with a
glance at his collar, hurried away. Steph smiled wryly at him
with a sideways glance. It was impossible not to be amused at
the way women responded to her brother. Especially when he wore his priestly collar. It was as if the “forbidden fruit factor”
upped his desirability to the opposite sex.
Cedric appeared oblivious, though Steph knew he was com-
pletely aware of his magnetism. He continued their conversation
without missing a beat or acknowledging the blushing woman.
“Glad I can help, though I feel criminal about the extravagance.
One of these first class plane tickets alone could feed an African village for a year.”
“Hey, not all of us took a vow of poverty.” Steph tapped her beer bottle against his wine glass in an impromptu toast.
54
RAGE
Cedric smirked at her and shook his head. “You brought
wide brimmed hats, right? You’ll burst into flames if you aren’t careful.”
“Right back at you, Ginger.” Steph replied, though she
knew Cedric could survive a whole lot more ultra violet rays
than she could. “I hope you listened to me about the insect repellant.
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