Free His Betrayal Her Lies by Angel de'Amor

will be great to add that we are involved
in charity work into our mission statement.”
    “Great then. Monday morning I want you to
enroll us.” Taylor knew the only reason Toni agreed was because it
could help the company.
    Taking her plate to the sink, Toni grabbed
her designer bag. “Will do, sis. And thanks for the breakfast.”
    Taylor kidded, “Did I have a choice?”
    Toni laughed and walked to the door. She
stopped halfway and turned to face Taylor. “Can I ask you a
question?”
    Taylor sat wondering why her sister was
looking so serious. “Sure,” she said nervously.
    “Why are you still married to Ari? Father won
the re-election almost a year ago and you haven’t mentioned what
your plans are about this situation.”
    Taylor rolled her eyes at her sister but
didn’t brush her off. “To be honest with you, Toni, I haven’t had
time to think about my situation with Ari and this child. I know I
can get out of the marriage anytime I want but I’m just not sure if
I want to.”
    Toni put her hands on her waist and stared
down at her sister like she was temporarily insane. “Like I said
before, you’re a Briggs. You’ll figure it out.” Toni gave Tay half
a smile and left.
     
    * * *
     
    Sunday was a blur for Kalon. He had tried
making himself busy all weekend to keep his mind off Taylor. He was
upset that he didn’t get her last name. He wanted to ask her out
for lunch or dinner. It didn’t matter where they went, as long as
he could be in her presence. Sitting in his corner office decorated
in black and red, he picked up his phone and dialed a number. After
three rings, the person answered.
    “Hey, this Kalon Knight. I need you to locate
someone for me.”
    The man on the other end said, “Shoot.”
    “At the magazine conference Friday night
there was a woman by the name of Taylor, sitting at table ten. I
don’t have her last name. I want you to find out her full name and
the company she is representing. Can you handle that?”
    The voice on the line ensured Kalon he could
find this woman and he would be in touch within an hour.
    Kalon hung up feeling confident. He had
several meetings lined up that evening, and when they were over he
still hadn’t heard from his informant. In his twenty-six years, he
had never pursued a woman this hard. He had never had to. Most
women approached him. Some even became stalkers. He couldn’t
understand why he was going to such great lengths to find out who
this woman was.
    Walking back into his office, he took off his
suit jacket and tossed it on his red leather couch. Because of a
mild migraine, he could do nothing at first but rest his head and
close his eyes. Five minutes later, he sat up, taking his time not
to make his headache worse. Looking over at his phone, he noticed
the red message button flicking on his desk. Migraine or not, he
jumped off the couch and punched in his message code.
    “Hey, Kalon. I really enjoyed last night and
hope I can see you tonight. Please call me. You have my
number.”
    “You wish,” Kalon said, and hit the delete
button. He only hooked up with women one time. He never did double
dips. That’s why he wanted this Taylor woman. She had all the right
curves, and all he needed, wanted, was one night with her. He
closed his eyes. He could still smell her peach rose fragrance from
the night before. Licking his lips, he fantasized about her tight
frame in the palm of his hands; immediately he had a full
erection.
    Kalon came out of his daydream when he heard
a knock at the door. “Come in.” Glad he was sitting behind his
desk, Kalon crossed his legs.
    “Hey, man what’s going on?” Kalon’s best
friend and business partner, Ephraim, came through the door and
took a seat in the chair in front of his desk.
    “Hey, bro. Nothing happening. Just trying to
get a handle on all these phone messages.”
    Ephraim smirked and crossed his legs. “All
those women keep calling you, huh?”
    Kalon started flipping through some papers