Royce by D. Hamilton-Reed Page A

ninety something, okay I’ll start there, 90, 91, 92…why did Bobby or any of them care who had Joy?”  She was her own woman she could choose only him if she wanted and she did only want him, did she Royce or did you plant it in her head? “It doesn’t matter, she agreed to it,” he said and she’s happy with the arrangement and so was he.
                 Joy loved the arrangement.  She could tolerate being in a club like this now.  She had Michael at home who was a wonderful lover and father.  He always pleased her beyond words, from the moment she decided he was worthy he’d proven time and time again he was.  He’d made her happy.  Even though she’d gotten pregnant with their son Michael Deon before they were ready everything had worked as they’d planned it.  Michael was such a stickler for plans and right after they got married she found out she was pregnant he’d said, “It’s before we planned but okay we’ll deal with it,” it wasn’t the best response and not the one she wanted but that was Michael he had them on a schedule and he’d had children planned a few years down the road.  He hadn’t planned she’d get pregnant on their honeymoon, and neither did she for that matter. 
      She adored Michael; it was for him she was willing to do this club thing, if he hadn’t decided to do this she would have never thought about it.  She’d even told him she didn’t know if it was a good idea, “I don’t know Michael.  I’d have to be with other men, what if I’m not pleasing to them,” she’d said.  He took her in his arms, “Aw baby that’s impossible, if you’re not pleasing to them then something is wrong with them not you,” he’d said and kissed her, “But baby the business we could get from this could take us into another realm of finances,” he’d said.
    “Okay, whatever you decide,” and then she’d met her blue eyed man, and now she was okay with being in a club like this.  He came to her every month and she was glad she didn’t know who he was, even though she’d narrowed it down to two people.  She thought it was either Royce Harrington, she’d seen him looking at her a couple of times, and there was something about him that drew her, and he had blue eyes and dark hair and was handsome as all hell, so it would be nice if it was him and the other was Collin Roberts.  He flirted with her relentlessly and he had blue eyes and dark hair too.  Since he flirted so hard she was leaning more towards it being him though, but then again it could be someone she didn’t know, she wasn’t really sure, but she was sure she liked the anonymous thing.  It made it easier to do this thing not knowing who she was with. 
    Joy was getting ready for tonight, she’d promised her blue eyed man she’d be there, he always asked, “Next month you’ll be here right,” and she agreed.  She was at the lingerie shop looking for something new to surprise him with. The way he looked at her, even behind the mask she could see she turned him on and that turned her on as well, and the man gravitated towards her behind.  He acted like he wanted to bathe in it; well she’d show off hers tonight.  She looked through the matching bra and thong sets, she scanned through the rack.  Nice, nice , she thought of a pink with chocolate brown lace trim, a pinstripe one caught her eye too.  Then she saw a nice leopard print, with red trim, “I like this,” she found her size and pulled it off the rack.  She had the perfect dress and mask that matched the golden color of the print, she smiled, her blue eyed man eyes were going to pop out of his head. 
    She’d already ran the treadmill today, and did her crunches and planks that was her work out routine, now she was buying lingerie before she headed to the spa for her waxing.  She had a standing appointment, but she did extra on the night of a party, she wanted to be silky smooth for her blue eyed man.   Who was he?  Was