Free Second Chances by Kimberly McKay

school, but as a sophomore, she’d had no luck in getting his attention.  Now that he was graduating, she knew her chances were shot.
    “So?”  She shuffled her feet and held her books tightly to her chest.  “I bet you’re pretty excited about graduation, huh?”
    “Yeah, that’s what I want to talk to you about.”  Nick took a step closer and touched her arm.
    Paige’s eyes flew up to meet his.  If he stepped any closer, she’d swear he was going to kiss her.  She looked to his lips and licked hers unsure of what was happening.
    “Um.”  She stammered.
    As Nick pulled her toward him, Davis walked by and did a double-take. 
    “What are you doing?”  Davis grabbed Paige’s arm and pulled her away.
    Nick took a step back and let out the breath he’d been holding since the second he’d seen her.  He sighed and immediately made up an excuse to keep Paige from getting an earful from her boyfriend.
    “Hey, man.  It wasn’t what it looked like.  I was just about to tell her about something I was planning for Sam, for a graduation prank.”  Nick shrugged his shoulders.
    Davis narrowed his eyes and looked from him to Paige. Unable to tell if it was the truth or not, he let go of Paige’s arm and said, “No harm – no foul.  Come on, Paige.  I’ll make sure you get on your bus.”
    Davis glared over his shoulder at Nick as he protectively led his girlfriend away. Nick sadly watched a missed opportunity slip between his fingers and cursed under his breath.  Now he’d wonder for the rest of his life what it would have been like to kiss Paige Knight.

Chapter 11
     
     
                  Davis Jefferson thought he had it all.  He’d made partner at his firm, was recently divorced and had a sexy girlfriend at his side.  He smiled thinking of his hidden assets, and how much he shuffled into a hidden account safe from his divorce.  Now, he was sitting pretty - with plenty to go around to live abundantly with Veronica, without any hassles.
                    Life couldn’t get any better ; he thought as he fumbled with his bow tie.  Frowning, he turned away from the mirror toward Veronica.
                  “Hey, can you help me?”  His eyes traveled down her tight body, as she sat in her lace bra and panties.
                  Without a glance in his direction, she raised her eyebrow and continued to apply her makeup.
    “With what?” She pursed her lips to check her gloss.
                  “This tie.”  He leaned down to kiss her neck.
                  Veronica tilted her head, exposing more of her neck to him, letting a sultry laugh escape.  She looked incredulously at his tie in the reflection and blinked.
                  “Um, I don’t do ties.  I can undo them.”  She seductively stood and kissed him.
                  “I know.”  He chuckled, but then pulled back.  “Can you try?  I’m no good at these, and this is an important event tonight.”
                  “Nope.  You’re a big boy.  Do it yourself.”  She blandly sat down, unhappy that Davis rejected her advances.  “I’m sure little wifey used to help you with those, huh?”
                  “As a matter of fact – she did.”  He sighed, temporarily missing Paige’s nimble fingers and ease with his wardrobe.
                  “Well, you chose me because I’m nothing like her.  So don’t expect me to do anything she would have.”  Veronica quietly slipped on her dress and turned her back to him.  “Now zip me, please.”
                  A few hours into the night, Davis watched his girlfriend work the room, which was full of deep pockets.  Tonight’s event was a huge fundraiser for one of his clients, and of all nights -  he needed her on her best behavior.  However, from the looks of it, Veronica looked like she’d had one too many vodka