Free Fire & Desire (Hero Series) by Yvette Hines, Monique Lamont Page A

making it clench in response. A woman could never forget hands
like that—no matter how bad she wanted to break the ties that bound them.
    Wow ! The man really knew how to wear a suit. She took a moment to
take in the fully clothed package. She’d had so many sleepless nights from
visions of him in a thong and snug fitting jeans; she’d never considered how
good he could look dressed any other way.
    The material fit his body perfectly. His broad shoulders drew her
eyes; they were the type a woman would love to lay her head against for
support.
    If someone didn’t know better, they would be convinced he belonged
in this type of setting. Too bad she did.
    She sighed. Telling herself it was indifference, not
disappointment.
    Before anything else could be said, Sherri Matrix, a woman who had
rivaled her through college, walked over to them and slipped her arm through
Trevor’s, snuggling close. Tiffany had been wondering what he was doing here,
but the claim the other woman placed on him answered it.
    For an instant, Tiffany considered telling Sherri to get her hands
off her husband, but she restrained herself.
    If he and Sherri are dating, perhaps he will file for divorce
soon.
     “Governor Selina, it’s so nice to see you again, looking handsome
as usual.” Sherri held her hand out so her father could bestow a kiss upon it,
which he did.
    Sherri oozed with false flattery.
    “And you’re looking lovely as always.” Her father was always the
consummate gentleman.
    “You’re too kind.” Sherri viperously turned her eyes toward
Tiffany. “Well, Tiffany dear.
    Every time I see you it seems as if you haven’t changed at all.”
    To an outsider, that would have sounded like a compliment, but she
knew differently. “I can also say the same for you.” She looked down at her
watch for effect. “I must apologize for having to leave our reunion, but the
governor has an early day tomorrow, and we must be going.
    I’m sure you understand Sherri, your father’s a city
councilman.”
    She smiled as she and her father exited, knowing Sherri caught the
jab she had thrown.
    Tiffany never considered herself better than anyone because her
father was governor, but at times when she came face to face with Sherri, the
woman who had made herself available to all the guys who were interested in her
since college, she didn’t bat an eye in offending her. Sherri had even flaunted
the fact she had been with Christopher shortly after they had broken up, which was
a big reason why she would never renew her and Christopher’s past relationship.
    It was almost humorous to Tiffany that the femme fatale was so
down on her luck that she had to stoop to hiring a male escort to take her to
functions—someone else’s husband at that.
    It was almost worth the humiliation to see the embarrassed look on
Sherri’s face if she’d told her that Trevor was her husband.
    ~ML~
    As Tiffany walked away, Trevor watched the gentle sway of her hips
and thought, Now, there’s a jealous woman.
    He had seen how clearly and efficiently she’d tried to act nonchalant
about Sherri linking herself so tight to him. He could easily feel the imprint
of the other woman’s breast on his arm, and he was sure Tiffany hadn’t missed
seeing it.
    He had seen a quick twinkle in her eye and had almost overlooked
the subtle lift of her eyebrow.
    Neither could he disregard the tension between the two women.
There was some bad blood there. It almost seemed as if their history was as
harsh as his and Manning’s. However, nothing could touch the spiteful feelings
he carried toward the soon to be congressman.
    “I do believe I’m ready to end this part of the evening. Would you
be a dear and take me home?” Sherri said to him. About an hour ago, she had
spotted him and had linked herself to him the rest of the evening.
    “I don’t mind, but are you sure your date won’t mind.”
    “He won’t mind. I came with my brother tonight. His wife was sick.
She’s having