The Bastard Preacher is mildly upset when his relatively young, attractive mother takes up with his boss, Sonny Riverton. Meanwhile, his fame and popularity continues to soar, even converting his prime critic, Danielle White into a fan and mistress # 2. When Michael, the heir apparent, dies from aids, Jamie Lee's ascendancy is assured and he becomes the number one backup to the reverend.
EXCERPT
Jamie Lee woke in a stupor. What’s that noise? He looked at his watch and sat up quickly. “Oh, my God, it’s ten after eight.” He reached for and checked his beeper. Two messages, both from Missy.
He heard Gwen giggling and turned his gaze to her, lying naked, next to him. He couldn’t decide who looked better naked, her or Missy, they were both exquisite. “What are you laughing about?”
“You. You aren’t even married yet and you’re already pussy whipped.”
“Yeah, well, if I pull this anymore, I might not even make it to the altar.”
She laughed. “Just tell her you were celebrating, knocking the viewer’s socks off by fucking Gwen’s socks off. You did you know? You were magnificent. You are magnificent.”
“Very funny.” How did I end up with two beautiful insatiable women? How am I gonna keep two nymphos happy?
He jumped out of bed and dressed in two minutes. “Sorry to fuck and run. Damage control, you know.” He leaned down and kissed her. “Thanks, it was even better than I thought it would be and I expected it to be spectacular.”
Jamie Lee hopped out of the elevator and raced to his car, a sixty-eight Pontiac GTO, gas-guzzler. Heading straight to Renaissance Jewelers, he picked out an engagement/wedding ring set, a fancy diamond bracelet and something small for Gwen.
If looks could kill, Jamie Lee would be gasping for breath from the stare Missy gave him when he got home.
“Hi, sorry, I didn’t know you were going to cook dinner tonight.”
“Well, I did. It’s probably overcooked and dry by now. Where were you? I called twice and left messages.”
“I’m truly sorry. I turned my phone off while I was in the meeting with your father and forgot to turn it back on. He suggested, I get an engagement ring for you, so when I left the office, I visited a few jewelry stores.”
Her mood picked up at the mention of an engagement ring. “You got me a ring?”
“Two, really. An engagement and wedding ring. And I got you a bracelet to wrap around your pretty wrist.”
She bounced around on the couch and stuck her hand out. “Well don’t keep me in suspense.” Her fingers began to wiggle. “Let’s see it?”
He handed the ring box to her. She opened it and her eyes immediately widened. “Oh, Jamie Lee, this is stunning.” She glanced up at him. “How did you—?”
“I didn’t, I charged it to Soldiers of the Lord.”
“Well, it’s gorgeous.” She put the five-caret diamond engagement ring on her left hand and wriggled her fingers. “How does it look?”
“It looks like it was made for you.”
She stood up and hugged him. “Thank you, I feel guilty. I started having bad thoughts and you were buying me a ring.”
“And a bracelet. He handed the bracelet box to her. “This is for you, too.”
She sat back on the couch and rapidly opened it, reacting much the same as she had with the engagement ring. “Oh, Jamie Lee, it’s beautiful.” She slipped it on her right wrist and displayed it to her generous fiancé. “It’s gorgeous isn’t it?”
“It is, but nothing is as gorgeous as you.” Jamie Lee felt guilty for deceiving her, but it was necessary. He knew she’d never understand his need for other women, when she was so perfect herself. He didn’t even understand it
She reached her hands around his rear end and pulled him between her legs until his legs bumped the cushion. She brought her elegant long fingered hands around to the front of his slacks and lowered the zipper. “Now, I’m going to give you a reward.”
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