Imitation of Wife by La Jill Hunt

Author:La Jill Hunt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2020-04-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Sylvia

“I have a surprise for you,” Kenny said. “Come outside.”

“Kenny, we have a meeting at Councilman Rogers’s office in thirty minutes. I don’t have time for surprises, and neither do you,” Sylvia told her business partner. Here they were about to have one of the biggest meetings they’d had since starting their company three years ago, and he was playing games. She loved Kenny, and he was the ideal person to work with, the yang to her yin, but he could be a little too laidback at times.

“I know we have a meeting, Syl. I was the one who scheduled it, remember?” Kenny told her. “Grab your purse and come on. We can ride together.”

“I have an appointment this afternoon. I need to—”

“Syl, just come on and bring your ass,” Kenny groaned. “Damn, can’t even surprise you.”

“I’m coming.” Sylvia grabbed her purse and laptop bag and headed downstairs. “Aunt Connie, I’m gone. I’ll be back after I pick up Peyton.”

“I’ll be here,” Aunt Connie yelled from another part of the house. “The pot roast and potatoes will be ready when you get home. And I’m making homemade rolls.”

Jesus, I told her no heavy meals during the week, Sylvia thought as she walked out the front door. She loved her cooking and the convenience of meals being prepared daily. But if her aunt didn’t start making some healthier meals, she was gonna have to actually utilize the gym membership she paid for every month.

“What do you think?” Kenny yelled as soon as she stepped out the door.

Sylvia stopped in her tracks and held her breath as she stared not at him, but the vehicle he was standing beside. There, parked in her driveway, was her dream vehicle: a candy-apple red Range Rover Sport. It was as if God were shining directly on it and she heard angels singing in the background.

“Oh my God,” Sylvia said as she approached Kenny. “Where did you get this?”

“You know my boy Gene, the wholesale buyer? He called and told me to come pick it up.” Kenny beamed.

Sylvia ran her fingers along the beautiful exterior. “You lucky bastard.”

“It ain’t for me. It’s for you,” Kenny said.

“What?” Sylvia looked at him as if he were crazy. “Me?”

“Yeah. Everyone knows how long you’ve talked about this damn truck. He immediately told me to bring it so you can check it out. Now, let’s go. Here.” He tossed her the key fob and jumped in the passenger seat.

Sylvia was too stunned to move at first. She stood, mouth gaped, eyes glued to the fob she was holding, and wondering if someone was playing some kind of prank. Her eyes blinked, and she decided that if he was, she was going to take full advantage of it while she could until whoever was punking her jumped out and said, “Gotcha.” As she got behind the wheel and submerged herself in the luxury that now encompassed her, she inhaled and grinned. The Range Rover was just as beautiful on the inside as it was on the outside.

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