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Did Ruthie have to remember every single thing she said? “That was all talk.”

“Was it?”

“Yes, but if I did decide to hook up with a guy to take the edge off, it definitely wouldn’t be with Jaye.”

“Why not? I think the situation would be ideal since the two of you share space.”

“We don’t share space. He has his own place and I have mine. They’re just connected.”

“Well, regardless, he lives right above you, Vel.”

“Your point?”

“My point, as I was saying, is that if you were to have an affair with him, at least you’d know you wouldn’t be disappointed. Besides, you claim that you don’t have feelings for him anymore. If that’s true, then I’d think you’d prefer jumping into the sack with someone you know rather than someone you didn’t. Especially if it’s someone who has the ability to make multiple orgasms an art form. Need I remind you those were your words and not mine?”

Velvet figured it was time to end their call. The last thing she wanted to remember was how well Jaye could make her scream and about all those orgasms. “I just finished grading papers and now I need to record grades, Ruthie. I got to go.”

“Okay, but when horniness gets the best of you, I think it’s wonderful that Jaye is living so close.”

“Goodbye, Ruthie.”

“Goodbye.”

Velvet clicked off the phone, wishing Ruthie hadn’t reminded her of how good she and Jaye were in bed, not to mention that suggestion about taking him on as a lover. There was no way she would consider something like that, no matter how horny she got.

She took another sip of wine and leaned back in her chair. She had been living in Phoenix less than a year when she’d met Jaye. His banking corporation had been one of the sponsors of a job fair put on by her school at the civic center.

As Velvet sat there, she couldn’t help but remember when she and Jaye met.

CHAPTER THREE

Five years ago

“EXCUSE ME. ARE YOU the person in charge?”

Velvet looked up to the handsome face of the man standing at her table. Immediately, she was caught speechless by the dark eyes staring down at her. They had to be the most captivating pair of eyes she’d ever seen. The absolutely gorgeous man wore a dark suit, looking like he’d stepped from the pages of GQ magazine, and would definitely clinch it for any hot-blooded person.

While his gaze held hers as intensely as hers held his, she suddenly realized it was for a different reason. He had asked her a question, but her brain had temporarily shut down. “I’m sorry. What did you ask?”

A sexy smile curved the corners of his lips as he repeated the question. “I asked if you’re the person in charge?”

Since the other teacher, Charlotte Madison, who had been working the booth with her at the job fair left early, that meant Velvet was it. “Yes, for now. May I help you?”

“Yes, I believe you can,” he said, extending his hand to her. “I’m Jaye Colfax and my bank is one of the sponsors of this event.”

She nodded, trying to ignore the heated sizzle that passed through her when she took his hand. What on earth was happening to her? She had never experienced an instant attraction to a man in all her twenty-five years. “Yes, Mr. Colfax.” She recalled seeing his name on the sponsor list. In fact, categorized by the amount of donations received, his company headed the list. “I’m Velvet Spencer, one of the teachers at Dunbar High School. We definitely appreciate your sponsorship. How can I help you?”

“Due to a meeting, I didn’t get to come as early as I’d planned and was wondering how things went today?”

A smile touched her lips. “Things went very well. As you can see, a lot of businesses participated. Most of the students who came through got a good idea of all the opportunities available after graduation. For those who don’t have the funds to go to college, I believe they were surprised to learn about the scholarships available to them.”

“That’s good, and please call me Jaye.”

“Okay, and I’m Velvet.” She shared some of the survey results they’d gotten from the students so far, and he was impressed so many had taken the time to provide feedback. “We were just as surprised, but then a lot of them are anxious as well as excited about finishing high school and becoming independent.”

He chuckled, glanced at his watch and then looked back at her. “It’s nearing dinnertime. Do you have plans?”

She blinked. “Plans?”

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