Trinna by M. K. Moore

Author:M. K. Moore [Moore, M. K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Flirty Filth Publishing
Published: 2019-02-17T05:00:00+00:00

Six

Archer

I’m totally not prepared for the sight of Trinna walking into my office the next morning. She looks like a goddess in a tight black knee-length skirt and pink button-up shirt. She has on pantyhose or something. Her long dark hair is free and I think I am about to lose my mind. She holds two cups of coffee.

Is it possible to become addicted to someone so quickly?

The way she looked holding Anthony’s son, AJ, made my heart skip a beat. She looked amazing. I want to see her looking like that holding our baby one day soon. Very fucking soon.

“You look beautiful,” I say.

“Thank you,” she says setting the coffee down on my desk.

“Did you Uber today?” I ask.

“Nope, Trinity dropped me off. I listened when you said it was dangerous to ride with strangers.”

“That’s a good girl,” I say pulling her into my arms.

“None of that at work,” she says sternly. “I’ll be at my desk going over the giant binder of notes Tara left behind. Do you know what you want for lunch?”

“You,” I say. She narrows her eyes at me.

“Actual food, so you know I can do my job,” she says hands on her hips.

“Georgio’s is fine,” I say. “Lasagna.”

“You just had lasagna yesterday,” she says smiling.

“It was really good. I have a hankering for more.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” she says walking out of my office, closing the door behind her. I can breathe a little easier knowing she’s near me.

Later in the afternoon, after she brought me some of her mother's leftover lasagna, which we enjoyed together, shit hits the fan. One of my players, a shortstop, Kyle Richards, was involved in a seemingly minor accident. Except he fled the scene. After the cops arrived.

“What the fuck?” I roar. It's all over the news. “Trinna?” I shout.

“Yes, sir?” Shit. Now is not the time to get hard. Not when I can't fuck her sweet pussy.

“I need the team lawyers and Kyle Richards agent in here now,” I say softening my tone.

“Right away, sir.” She leaves my office and within five minutes, our on-staff lawyers, about twenty of them are in my office. Within ten minutes, James Yancey, Kyle's agent is here as well.

“Why would he run? He has no warrants. He's my most well-behaved player. Where is Suzette?” I ask. The only female lawyer on the team under fifty is conspicuously absent.

“We don't know, Mr. Denton. She didn't come into work today. She's pregnant and since we aren't needed on a daily basis in the offseason, we didn't think anything of it.”

“We need the dash cam footage. Has anyone checked Dallas General?” I'm fairly certain I saw Suzette and Kyle splashed in the tabloids. I don't know exactly what is going on, but I'm starting to piece it together.

Trinna comes in with a little cart full of bottled waters, which she rolls over to the conference table.

“Thank you, Trinna. That will be all,” I say dismissively. I don't like the way some of these men are staring at her.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.