Buried Secrets (SIN CITY HEAT SERIES) Read Free

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      Amir laughed softly to himself. He knew Keisha was the one who’d hung up the phone, and he also knew his baby was giving her hell right about now for doing so. Amir didn’t let it bother him, though, because he wanted Aleesha to have a good time. In a few weeks, she would be all his. His wife. 
     Wife.     
     Amir leaned back against the cushions of the couch and laced his fingers together behind his head as he thought about his fiancée. Sometimes, he still couldn’t believe that he, Amir Montgomery, was actually engaged to be married. Even more astonishing was the fact that he was happy and looking forward to their wedding day. Amir let his mind drift back to the first time he saw Aleesha…
         He and his friend, Marvin “Soul” Thompson, had been having lunch at a popular restaurant in downtown Atlanta when Aleesha and a girlfriend of hers walked passed his table. Amir stopped mid-sentence and followed her with his eyes as the hostess led them to a table not far from his.     
     Noticing Amir becoming sidetracked from their conversation, Soul turned around, and wasn’t surprised when he saw it was a woman.  His eyes slid to both women before turning back to Amir. With an amused expression, he gave his friend a knowing smirk before shaking his head. He and Amir had been college roommates, pledged the same fraternity, and played collegiate football together, so he knew him well; almost better than Amir knew himself at times.     
     “Guess I don’t have to ask what suddenly captured your attention, do I? Which one?”     
     “The short one with the cute hairstyle,” Amir answered without hesitation. 
     Soul stole a glance over his shoulder again, this time focusing on the woman Amir indicated. “Oh, yeah. She’s hot. Got that Nia Long thing goin’ on.” Soul was just making an observation. He’d been happily married to his college sweetheart for the last three years and was still very much in love.     
     “Nia ain’t got nothin’ on her.”   
     “Well, I guess it’s safe to say you just found your ‘next ex.” Soul used the phrase they’d coined back in college to describe Amir’s ever changing bevy of girlfriends. Women flocked to Amir like bees to honey, always had. The ones he dated were without fail the most popular, albeit conceited, on campus. Once he’d been drafted to play professional football right after graduation, he’d upgraded the physical appearance of his women – if not their quality.    
     “Whateva’, man. Don’t hate ‘cause you relinquished your playa card the moment Sharon stepped her lil’ cute self into your life.”     
     “Believe me I don’t miss playin’ those games one bit. I’d choose married life any day.”     
     Amir brought his attention back to Soul. “And believe me, you can have it. I don’t plan on settling down any time soon.” His eyes went towards to the table with the two women. “Why would I settle for one woman when there’s so many to choose from?”     
     “I keep tellin’ you, one of these days, you’re going to meet someone who’ll drop you faster than the Muhammad Ali ‘rope-a-dope’.”  
     “That’ll be the day.”     
     “She doesn’t really look like she’s your type anyway, does she? You usually like those stuck up, glamour girls who think their shit don’t stank.”     
     Amir was silent as he continued to study the woman. He didn’t deny Soul’s observation because he was right. He normally went for the tall, slender model types. They made attractive eye candy and photographed well. Amir had retired from football several years ago due to a career ending injury, but his record in the game had yet to be broken. Even if it was, he would still go down in the record books as one of the best