Free Buried Secrets (SIN CITY HEAT SERIES) by SK

where he was as he thoughtfully studied Jerra. If the saying about the eyes being the window to the soul was true, in Darrell’s case, they represented the universe. His eyes changed colors according to his moods. When he became angry or emotional, they turned a dark, stormy gray. When he was lighthearted and all was right with his world, they were clear like skies right after a light summer rain moments before the sun broke through.
         At the moment, a storm was brewing and they reflected that fact… 
     Running his hand over the short, black curls of his hair, his look turned to one of confusion. What in the hell had he done for her to dislike him so? 
     When she’d come by earlier to sign the contract with Club Ecstasy, he’d noticed her right away. Benny, the club’s manager, had been going over the paperwork with her, but there had been no need. Jerra was a lawyer, and had already thoroughly gone over the documents. She outlined a few revisions she wanted made, and after that the only thing needed was her signature. 
   Darrell had watched her on the security monitor in his office. He’d felt a sharp twinge of excitement he hadn’t experienced in a long time. Her curvaceous figure was shaped like a coke bottle he was dying to take a sip from.  
     Moments later, he’d walked into Benny’s office with the smile that was famous in Vegas. His eyes remained riveted to Jerra St. James’ face, and the jolt of electricity which hit him made him realize the attraction he’d felt wasn’t just a trick of the cameras. Apparently, she didn’t feel the same way. After giving him the once over, she’d immediately dismissed him and turned back to business.     Glancing over at her now, Darrell realized her position concerning him hadn’t changed, even after witnessing his performance earlier. Shrugging his shoulders, he came to the conclusion that she was just one of those stuck up women with their ass on their back. Darrell grinned. She probably wore sensible cotton panties and bras and thought that was a turn on. No doubt Jerra was a beautiful woman, but that didn’t mean she knew how to fuck. 
     “Wow, I’m gonna have to mark this in my calendar. The mighty lover ‘Eclipse’ was shot down,” a voice laughed behind him. “Now that’s a sight I’ve never seen before as long as I’ve known you.” 
     Turning his head, he grinned wryly at his friend, Keith, who’d performed under the stage moniker Chocolate Fantasy. He had a honey under each arm, and Darrell knew that Keith would be fucking both of them. 
     “Hey, she’s just playin’ hard to get. I could tap that if I wanted to.” Darrell shrugged. “Don’t feel like putting out that much effort tonight.” 
     “Nah, man, I’on know about that. She didn’t exactly look thrilled when she walked away from you. I'm sure you’re not familiar with it, but the term is called ‘rejection’. Would you like me to give you one of mine?” Chocolate teasingly nodded towards the two women on either side of him.  
     Darrell slid him a look that clearly said ‘fuck you’. “I’ve never in my life needed charity pussy, man. I don’t need you to ‘find’ pussy for me.” 
     The thick sista on Chocolate’s left commented, “Well, if Jerra is the one you tryin’ to kick it with tonight, you can hang it up. She goes for the boring, professional types, what with her being a lawyer and all.” Looking at Darrell’s crouch, she licked her lips and said. “She wouldn’t know what to do with you, baby.” 
     Darrell looked at Jerra again. She was starting to organize the room and settle things with the staff who’d attended the bachelorette party. His eyes went over her from the top of her pretty little head to the bottom of her sexy stiletto enclosed feet. Her thick, black hair was pulled back in a tight bun which sat on the nape of her neck, almost taunting