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of a younger version of Dwight from The Real Housewives
of Atlanta .
But when they arrived in Baltimore and the limo drove through this fancy, tall,
electronic gate and rounded a horseshoe driveway, and when the house, the mansion really,
came into view, Shay’s entire attention shifted. She could hardly believe her eyes. It was big,
it was brick, and when the limo stopped in front of steep steps that went up one level, then
there was like a walking area, then went up yet another level to the double front doors, Shay
thought of a civic center, a bank, a museum, not anybody’s home.
But this was Matty Driscoll’s home. And as she and Jordy, who, to her relief, stayed
by her side, were escorted by the butler to what Jordy called the ‘upstairs residence,’ her
stomach began to churn. What in the world, she wondered, was she getting herself into? She
liked Matty, but she was no fool. He was probably blown away, not by her personality or
brains or even general humanity, but by the fact that they seemed to have the kind of rare
chemistry that made sex between them hotter than he may normally get.
But even that was a stretch for Shay. She was a novice, a recent graduate of the virgin
school of romance, and for a man like Matty to find her sex hotter than those sophisticated
ladies all over this world he probably had at his disposal, was pushing it.
But something was driving his interest, and sex was the main thing she could figure it to
be. And she wasn’t mad at him if that was all he was about. She wanted the experience, she
wanted to feel the way he made her feel, so it wasn’t as if she was getting nothing out of the
deal. But it would be nice if she knew the deal.
She even asked Jordy’s opinion, she felt just that comfortable with him, when they
were seated in a gorgeous upstairs living room that seemed to cover half the length of the
second floor.
Jordy leaned back, crossed his legs and folded his hands in his lap. He was really very
pristine, Shay thought. “What do you mean?” he asked her. “Isn’t the fact that he’s interested
in you enough?”
“Yes,” Shay said, “but my question is why. Why the interest in somebody like me?”
Jordy studied her. “And you don’t know?”
“Of course not. What?”
“You’re a very attractive young lady, Shanita.”
“And that’s it? Because I supposedly look good?”
“I’m not talking about looks. Yes, you look good and you have a nice little body going
on with your bad self, but that’s not what gets Mr. Driscoll’s attention. There’s a uniqueness
about you, a freshness, I picked it up when I first saw you myself, that he finds very
attractive. You’re a fresh face in his life.”
Shay looked Jordy dead in the eye, brother to sister, she almost wanted to say. “I’m
the new fresh face in his life, until the next fresh face comes along. Is that what you mean?”
Jordy didn’t skip a beat. “Yes,” he said.
It was another few minutes of companionable silence, as Shay quietly took in the reality
of Jordy’s honest answer, when Matty entered the room talking.
“I apologize, I apologize, please forgive me for my tardiness. Hello, Jordy.”
“Did they bite?” he asked Matty, standing to his feet.
“You bet your life they bit.”
Jordy grinned. “Now that’s what I call good news,” he said as he and Matty gave that
manly half-handshake, half-hug chest bump.
Then Matty looked at Shay. His heart began to race at just the sight of her. It wasn’t
her look exactly that riveted him, yet it was exactly her look. She was pretty in a clean,
innocent way, and her big, bright-brown eyes contrasted beautifully with her smooth dark
skin. She wore what she probably considered was a fashion-forward fuchsia-colored polyester
blouse and pastel-colored flare-legged pants, although it was more like a fashion disaster to
Matty.
But she wore it well. And that was the thing he was beginning to just love about
of Atlanta .
But when they arrived in Baltimore and the limo drove through this fancy, tall,
electronic gate and rounded a horseshoe driveway, and when the house, the mansion really,
came into view, Shay’s entire attention shifted. She could hardly believe her eyes. It was big,
it was brick, and when the limo stopped in front of steep steps that went up one level, then
there was like a walking area, then went up yet another level to the double front doors, Shay
thought of a civic center, a bank, a museum, not anybody’s home.
But this was Matty Driscoll’s home. And as she and Jordy, who, to her relief, stayed
by her side, were escorted by the butler to what Jordy called the ‘upstairs residence,’ her
stomach began to churn. What in the world, she wondered, was she getting herself into? She
liked Matty, but she was no fool. He was probably blown away, not by her personality or
brains or even general humanity, but by the fact that they seemed to have the kind of rare
chemistry that made sex between them hotter than he may normally get.
But even that was a stretch for Shay. She was a novice, a recent graduate of the virgin
school of romance, and for a man like Matty to find her sex hotter than those sophisticated
ladies all over this world he probably had at his disposal, was pushing it.
But something was driving his interest, and sex was the main thing she could figure it to
be. And she wasn’t mad at him if that was all he was about. She wanted the experience, she
wanted to feel the way he made her feel, so it wasn’t as if she was getting nothing out of the
deal. But it would be nice if she knew the deal.
She even asked Jordy’s opinion, she felt just that comfortable with him, when they
were seated in a gorgeous upstairs living room that seemed to cover half the length of the
second floor.
Jordy leaned back, crossed his legs and folded his hands in his lap. He was really very
pristine, Shay thought. “What do you mean?” he asked her. “Isn’t the fact that he’s interested
in you enough?”
“Yes,” Shay said, “but my question is why. Why the interest in somebody like me?”
Jordy studied her. “And you don’t know?”
“Of course not. What?”
“You’re a very attractive young lady, Shanita.”
“And that’s it? Because I supposedly look good?”
“I’m not talking about looks. Yes, you look good and you have a nice little body going
on with your bad self, but that’s not what gets Mr. Driscoll’s attention. There’s a uniqueness
about you, a freshness, I picked it up when I first saw you myself, that he finds very
attractive. You’re a fresh face in his life.”
Shay looked Jordy dead in the eye, brother to sister, she almost wanted to say. “I’m
the new fresh face in his life, until the next fresh face comes along. Is that what you mean?”
Jordy didn’t skip a beat. “Yes,” he said.
It was another few minutes of companionable silence, as Shay quietly took in the reality
of Jordy’s honest answer, when Matty entered the room talking.
“I apologize, I apologize, please forgive me for my tardiness. Hello, Jordy.”
“Did they bite?” he asked Matty, standing to his feet.
“You bet your life they bit.”
Jordy grinned. “Now that’s what I call good news,” he said as he and Matty gave that
manly half-handshake, half-hug chest bump.
Then Matty looked at Shay. His heart began to race at just the sight of her. It wasn’t
her look exactly that riveted him, yet it was exactly her look. She was pretty in a clean,
innocent way, and her big, bright-brown eyes contrasted beautifully with her smooth dark
skin. She wore what she probably considered was a fashion-forward fuchsia-colored polyester
blouse and pastel-colored flare-legged pants, although it was more like a fashion disaster to
Matty.
But she wore it well. And that was the thing he was beginning to just love about
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