Queen of His Heart by Adrianne Byrd

Author:Adrianne Byrd
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kimani Arabesque
Published: 2009-08-29T04:00:00+00:00

Keenan spent most of the day debating whether he would return to Mack Media and put himself through another night of editing with Jesse and Lamar. It wasn’t as though the guys didn’t know what they were doing and his jealousy was becoming too large to ignore—by him or by the guys at Mack Media.

However, his only other choice was to somehow convince Nitara to oversee the editing process. That was hardly fair since she spent most of her days at the actual filming. So, either he watched the taping in person or he sat in a darkroom and supervised the editing.

He couldn’t win.

He knew that tonight’s clips were centered on Jalila’s first date. He’d actually thought about having a few drinks or stabbing out his eyes before going in, but at the last minute he’d thought better of it.

When Keenan entered the studio, he didn’t miss the silent glances that passed between Jesse and Lamar. No doubt they anticipated another night of Keenan snapping their heads off. He vowed to do better.

But, when the footage started rolling, all bets were off. First of all, how was it possible that Jalila grew more beautiful with each passing day? And why did his body keep responding like a prepubescent teenager’s every time he saw her?

“Holy moly!” Jesse and Lamar exclaimed in unison when Jalila popped up in an electric-blue bikini that should have landed her the cover of King magazine. Lamar froze the footage and the three men sat there drooling like idiots.

Keenan couldn’t speak, and his erection now threatened to bust the seam of his pants. After a lengthy silence, he finally reminded the men that they had a job to do and they were wasting time. But as the footage of the date wore on, Keenan increasingly felt like he was on the verge of having a stroke. Every chance this Dontrell clown got, he was touching, hugging and trying to win a kiss from Jalila.

Whenever Jalila spurned muscle-head’s advances, Keenan’s chest would swell with pride while the little voice in his head cheered, That’s my girl.

Most of the surfing material was funny, but the intimate beach picnic was not. “Turn up the sound from camera number one,” he ordered.

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