Star Struck(3)

“You’re nasty.”

“And you know it.”

Garrett grabbed his briefcase, turned out the lights and left for his Friday night rendezvous.





~ 2 ~



Hailey looked at the wedding invitation on crisp tan paper shaped like a heart and trimmed in gold. She read it twice, because she knew her eyes were deceiving her. How could one of her best friends get married and not tell her? Why was she just finding out? These thoughts and more mangled her mind.

She contemplated on shredding it but instead she held on to it. She hated to be outdone and the invitation was a reminder; a reminder that she needed to step up her game. She refused to be second.

Hailey took longer in the shower than she had planned but the hot water hitting her body seemed to hit every nerve, releasing the bent up stress from the day’s previous events. She sprayed on her signature fragrance Issey Miyake and dressed in a short silk one piece black dress. The timing was perfect. Her doorbell rang just as she slid on her black slippers. She brushed a strand of hair from her eyes and answered the door.

Hailey pulled him into a long embrace. She inhaled his masculine scent mixed with Sean John’s Unforgivable. Trevon looked as good as he did the day Hailey met him in college. When she decided to take time off from modeling and get her business degree, Trevon was one of the few guys who didn’t treat her like a star. She ended up hanging out with Trevon and Garrett so much, they were known around campus as the three musketeers.

“We better close the door or the paparazzi will be posting this pic in every paper,” Trevon stated as he pushed Hailey inside the door.

Hailey’s mood went from one of admiration to repulsion. “We couldn’t have that now could we?” She stormed away towards the dimly lit living room. Trevon followed her and had to almost run to catch up with her. Hailey stood with her back towards him. He put his arms around her and Hailey jerked her body away. She picked up the wedding invitation on the nearby table, turned around and threw it at him.

He bent down to pick it up. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

Hailey stood with her arms crossed. “That’s what I thought.”

Trevon placed the invitation back on the table. He reached for Hailey. “I was going to tell you.”

“When? After you said I do.”

He pulled her into his arms. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to find out like this.”

She jerked away from him again. “Who is she?”

“Nobody you know.”

Hailey’s face changed colors. She was beyond livid. She put her emotions in check. She looked him directly in his eyes. “I thought we had something special.”

“We did. We do. You’ll always be close to my heart.” He placed his hand over his heart.

“Bull. You wouldn’t be marrying another woman if that was the case.”

When Trevon pulled her in his arms this time, she didn’t push away. “We tried the relationship thing before remember?”

Hailey did remember. She remembered being on the road going from one photo shoot to the next constantly worrying if Trevon was cheating on her. She recalled the sleepless nights of not having him there to share her bed. She recalled the times he confessed his love to her and the times that she refused to believe him because no man had ever mouthed those words to her and meant them. They only saw the superficial Hailey. The one that makeup and cameras worked magic on and made her the object of many men’s desires.

Slowly she began to realize that Trevon did mean those words but by then it was too late. He had tired of convincing her and she had decided that their lives were too different to commit to a relationship. They mutually ended things. When she retired from modeling and settled in Los Angeles, they rekindled their physical relationship. Neither had asked for a commitment from the other. Hailey wasn’t that conceited that she didn’t know he dated other women, but none of them had come before her; none of them up until this point.

Before, she could call him and whatever he was doing Trevon would be wherever she needed him to be. Hailey rarely showed her vulnerable side and she felt betrayed. She had allowed him to see the real Hailey.

The love she once had for Trevon was swiftly changing. No one hurt her and got away with it. Now that she knew his intentions, she would treat him like the rest. She normally allowed him to be the aggressor in their relationship, but not tonight. She placed her hands around his neck and pulled his lips on top of hers.

Her tongue darted in and out of his mouth. “Does that mean I’m forgiven?” Trevon asked.

“Shhh. No talking,” Hailey responded.

She took his hand and led him into one of the guest bedrooms. She pushed him on the bed. He smiled. She swayed her hips as if to the beat of music. She seductively removed her silk dress. Trevon licked his lips at the sight of her naked body standing above his.