Abandoned but Not Alone Read Free

into the
seat before closing the door.  Aviva made no attempt to extricate herself to
gain her hard fought freedom.  Hope calmly strode around the front of the car,
opened the driver ’ s door, got
in and slammed it shut.  She then leisurely pulled and engaged her seatbelt
into the locking mechanism. Inserting the key into the ignition she engaged the
engine, bringing the powerful little sports car to life.
    At the
sound of the engine turning over, Aviva pulled herself onto her knees, turned
around to face the man and reached out both her hands towards him in
supplication.  “ Don ’ t let her take me, please – I beg of you, don ’ t let her take me ” gulp “ to the
spaaa! ”
    As the
little car began moving towards the exit of the estate, Aviva and the man made
eye contact for a brief moment, but it was enough for Aviva to feel the
intensity of his gaze.  He pivoted as he watched her with a promise in his
eyes, making no attempt to suppress his laughter as she moved further away. 
His last view of the little woman was the cheeky wink she threw his way as she
disappeared from sight.
    The last
thought in Aviva ’ s mind as
they turned the corner that took the giant out of sight was; the man even had
dimples.  There really ought to be a law against anybody being so out and out
fine!
    Without
taking his eyes from the driveway although the car was now out of sight, Jason
asked Steve, now standing beside him, “ Who was that with your fianc é ? ”
    Laughing
Steve, who had witnessed the whole hilarious episode from the balcony, slapped
him on his shoulder and replied, “ That my
friend was Aviva, and that was just breakfast.  Just wait for lunch and dinner! ”
    “ I ’ m not sure if I ’ ll be able
to wait for dinner – and I don ’ t even think I ’ m going to try. ”

Chapter 2
    As the
little convertible awaited the opening of the gates, Aviva turned around in her
seat, reached for her seatbelt engaging it before seeking information about the
stranger she had just encountered.  “ Who was
that? ”   Hope laughed while
driving through the gates that had electronically opened to allow them to pass
through.
    “ Hope, who was that man? ” Aviva asked again as Hope maneuvered her
car.
    Briefly
glancing at her best friend for the last twelve years, Hope shook her head,
having witnessed the exchanges that had passed between them.  “ That my dear was Jason King.  Steve and I
refer to him as King Midas.  In other words everything he touches turns to
gold. ”
    “ I ’ ve never seen so many delicious muscles on a guy.  He even gives
your Steve a run for his money. ”
    Hope
carried on speaking as though Aviva ’ s statement
hadn ’ t registered with her. “… and all the women he
dates are golden, if you get my drift. ” With that said, Aviva put Jason to the back of her mind, at
least she tried to, but Jason King was not a man easily overlooked, he cried
out alpha male, what woman didn ’ t love an
alpha male.
    “ Enough said my sister. ”
    “ Yeah, now you mention it, my man is fine
ain ’ t he! ” Hope laughed at her own good fortune,
giving Aviva a grin that said she was a very lucky girl indeed.
    Rolling her
eyes Aviva decided to change the subject before Hope started in on all the
wonders of Steve. “ So how long
am I expected to stay in the torture chamber you ’ re taking me to? ”
    “ As long as it takes to get rid of that
uni-brow you got going on, and to do something about that stuff on top of your
head, which by the way, only you would call a hairstyle. ”
    “ Whatever, you wished your hair could look
this good. ”
    “ Girl please, when I want to look like a
scarecrow on a bad hair day, I ’ ll come to
you and you can show me how to get the look. ”
    “ Whatever, you peel-head, ” Aviva said looking over at her friend ’ s shorn locks.
    “ What the hell is a peel-head? ” Hope asked, baffled. “ Is that another one of your Jamaican
sayings?