"Bollocks" he shouts "Bloody typical"Grabbing his phone with a vice-like strangle hold, wishing it were the persons neck on the other end of the line,...he paws blindly for the answer button."What?" he shouts down the line"Ooh someone's tired," the mystery voice said sarcasticallyDan was in no mood for sarcasm and it was apparent in his voice."Look mystery man or shadow man, whatever you want to be called, you have just ruined the only pleasure I have in this God forsaken place" Oi calm down. I. ’ Later on, Angie began to set the table when her oldest son and Nia’s twin, Jayden walked in the door with his girlfriend, Adriana Santiago, in tow. Angie grinned, seeing him. He was the only one of her and Chris’s children that took after her. He inherited her smooth caramel completed skin and her gold colored eyes. He was 6’4 like Chris, and an inch taller than her baby boy Bryce. ‘Hi, Mom,’ he said, pulling her into a bear hug. ‘Hi, son,’ she answered. ‘How have you been? You haven’t. .. You cooked?’ At last his eyes left the screen and swept over her, taking in the full scene. Her coal-black hair fell in waves past her shoulders, her green eyes glittered with lust and she pressed her lush lips together, enjoying his appraisal. Liquid desire pooled between her thighs, making her grin back at him. 'No’ Lisa was cool. She couldn’t cook, didn’t want to. She just wanted this man to come in from the patio and make love to her. 'You want me...’ She cut him off, fuck this. We fantasized about it for years, telling each other stories we’d made up while having sex. She even once visited an old boyfriend she’d almost fucked in college – I was certain they were going to do it and I’d told her that she should, but they were both too chicken to be the one who made the first move, so it never happened.She’s a writer, so when the national writers' convention was in our city, she went. Conventions are notorious pick-up spots – everyone’s away from home and the rings come.