Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Tanner's Devil: Author Interuption


I know you hate these because they are usually bad news. Yes, I know, but I have to say, working today certainly made me feel better.

It's like the more I write, the better I feel. My head feels a lot better, although my sinuses still hurt and its still difficult to swallow, but I can see out of both eyes now and my nose doesn't sting.

Anyhoo, I changed the cover to Tanner's Devil and i wanted to know what you thought of it?

Tanner's Devil Part 32.1

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Tanner's Devil Part 31.2

Okay, the coffee is almost kicking in and in Michigan it's Paczki (pun-ski) day http://freepress.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=2006602280369.

I had one because they are just too darn sweet (and I love sweet, but this is really sweet).

Don't like the jelly kind only the pudding kind.

Didn't have lunch, so I'm not helping the sickness, but I went to get a Mountain Dew to alleviate the tension with the caffine and then I had a cup of hot glucose with a touch of coffee. LOL.

So now i'm posting the rest of 31 and working on getting the other chapter to you ASAP. Wanted to get as many as possible today to get on the roll.

Last night I was working out the ending and I don't know how many of you will like it. i know some of you might get mad at me, but i almost couldn't sleep because I was too excited over it.

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Tanner's Devil Part 30

Yes, this is a short chapter, but i should post more ... later



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Tanner's Devil Part 29.2

Good morning, Readers. No I'm not feeling any better. The migraine went slightly away, but now I've got a sinus headache and pain in my nose that's just driving me crazy.



I've got a meeting this morning at 10 and re-training a girl @ work, so I'm going to try to post another chapter before the end of the day.





Okay, Enjoy.



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Monday, February 27, 2006

Tanner's Devil Part 29.1

Yes, its getting closer to that time and I wanted to post another chapter before leaving for the day. Thanks for all the well wishing on my migraine. I pray it goes away too.

Saw Madea this weekend and it was pretty funny. I didn't get to see the play and people tell me the play was funnier. My son had a birthday and that's where he wanted me to take him for his birthday.

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Tanner's Devil Part 28

No I haven't forgotten about you all. I've been dealing with a going on 4 day migraine and it just won't go away. I called my doctor to ask for a morphine drip to my spine but he just laughed - I wasn't playing.

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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Tanner's Devil Part 27

Okay folks, I'm done and tired.

Sorry it took so long to post, but I was so mentally exhausted I was falling asleep at the keyboard.

Just as reminder, there's no more posting until Monday. (Yes Monday, Tonya and stay off of mapquest. I won't be home all weekend either.)

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Yes, I did leave a cliffhanger again, but this isn't as so sever and at least you get a little of Richard right? That's what you've been asking for, right?

Tanner's Devil: Author Interuption

Okay, okay, i'm going to post, but give me a minute, okay.

But I didn't interupt to say that. I'm interupting to post this email I just received from a reader about my writing and my story that I wanted to share with every one.

Sylvia,
Day by day l fall more and more in love with your writing. I cannot tell you how much l enjoy this e-novel you are turning out to us your readers every day. Thanks. l sent you a card on Valentine day. I appreciate you. Until you expained to us in a later edition, l was wondering why Devlin went to see a GYN but l do now. You are a master story-teller

l hope you will save us from great suspense with this chapter 25 blogspot because l for one have fallen in love with Tanner and will really want to know if she is fine. One thing l noticed about your books is that the characters are so real that they take on immortality and one forgets that they are actually only in the writers' imagination. Seriously looking out for chapter 26 to know what happened to Tanner!!!

Remain blessed. Greetings to your momma and your kids.


thanks so much for these and other emails i get off line about my writing. These inspire me to write even better!

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Okay, I won't promise to post another chapter, okay, but i'll try.

I know you guys are like plotting ways to kill me - STOP THAT!

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Tanner's Devil Part 26.1

See the comments at the bottom when you're done....

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Now, I'm in a dilemma. Do I stop here? And not post
a thing until Monday Morning? You guys would kill me, but I love a good cliffhanger?

Hmmm....Let me think? I'll get back to you in about an hour.....

Tanner's Devil Part 25

Almost 600 hits yesterday?

WOW! I'm impressed and honored you guys are really like this story.

Okay, I'm going to try to post like four chapters today, so if you want to enjoy the weekend, I suggest you read slow.

Why?

Cause since I didn't have training last week, they scheduled me for Thursday and Friday for training. (Yes, I'm pulling my hair out too.)

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Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Tanner's Devil Part 24

I'm done for the day.

You know its 430 and someone has to pick up the babies. Unfortunately, it's gotta be me since I'm a single parent, LOL.

Talk to you tomorrow and of course....LEAVE COMMENT OR PASS IT ALONG.

Thanks for the donations again to the car fund! I figure by the end of Feb, I'll at least have first months insurance payment, well, I'm in Detroit so that's about half of the first months, LMAO.

(Yes, I'm being sarcastic!)

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Tanner's Devil Part 23

Okay, I'm posting this in a hurry so excuse the mess ups.

kinda long

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Tanner's Devil: Author Interuption

I know y'all hate these cause I'm usually
saying I'm stopping for the day or that's it.


But I just want to say as I'm typing the next
part, THIS SHYTE IS GOOD!


I have to pat myself on my own damn back cause
I'm like where is this crap coming from?


And as for Richard, oh you know I got some mess
for y'all cause. I been wanting to shoot that man for a while. He just irks the
shit out of me & Devlin.


I'm gonna drop a bomb though cause when stuff
starts to fly off the handle later, I want y'all to remember the conversation's
that Pari's having with Tanner. That's the only clue I'll give you about that
bomb and i'll let that marinate.


Okay, I'm going back to typing. I'm hungry as
hell because I forgot my lunch so i'm sucking on combos and downing water, but
who cares. I got Tanner and Devlin and that's bout all the nourishment I need
bout now.


I think I'll post one more part before the end
of the day. I'll make it so good, y'all won't be able to sleep tonight,
LOL.


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Tanner's Devil Part 22.1

Okay, I know the numbers on the parts are kinda funky, but I changed a little around so the prior chapter would be thicker and this chapter would be better.

You haven't missed anything.

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Tanner's Devil Part 21.1

Yes, I know its short! But I got more coming. trying to add the stuff you guys pointed out yesterday in the back story.

Thanks for all the compliments on Chapter 20. I was beaming like a light bulb.

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Monday, February 20, 2006

Tanner's Devil Part 20.2

I think the last post had the most comments out of any post I've ever done.

And they were hilarious.

You guys are like the best readers in the whole world. Wow!

Okay, I'll be posting the next one soon!

As usual...Enjoy....

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Friday, February 17, 2006

Tanner's Devil Part 20.1

Okay, I know this one is a long one, but some of you did complain that you wanted a little bit longer. Yes, I know chapter 19 was kinda short.

Maybe in the final I'll divide up 20 and throw some of that in.

Maybe not.

Now you know - i must warn you before the death threats, incesssant cell phone calls of bodily harm in the middle of the night, and the knocking on my door or leaving messages at my relatives homes - that I know it's FRIDAY and of course as with any good soap opear (visual or literary) that means it's CLIFFHANGER time.

So this is the last post of the day.

Yes, it is Shai and don't you dare call me and order me either, LOL.

I'm going to finish this baby up over the weekend though - that's my goal at least.

While you missing me though please check out my Love A Black Woman post at: http://loveablackwoman.blogspot.com/

I'd also love for you to put in an order for my book, Mistaken Identity at Amazon.com. Get the pre-order going so they can order a boatload of copies.

Thanks for all your support to my literary endeavors and don't forget : PASS THE WORD and/or LEAVE A COMMENT!!!!


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Tanner's Devil Part 19

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Thursday, February 16, 2006

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Tanner's Devil Part 17.2

To my surprise, the training was canceled. I don't know if that means I'll be missing an extra day next week, but this gave me time to get to work and post some more work.

Here ya go, please enjoy!

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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Tanner's Devil Part 17

Okay, this is it until Friday. I know. I know, but blame my boss. I gotta go to training and I've got to get this all done, but good news! My memory adapter came in for my laptop and I can really work at home! Yahoo!!!!

So I can type and type until my fingers fall off and be happy happy happy.

My computer donator, you don't know how happy you've made this woman. I sleep with the durn thing so happy!

Now we all need to work on getting me a car! That fund is looking very very low.

And would you please comment. I know there's more than three people reading this story!

And do me a favor and pass the word to others to read.

Also, I've uploaded the other chapters to Lulu for people who want to catch up on it or if you missed something it'll be on the lulu book for free at:

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Add your comments or reviews of what you have already read if you want. I don't mind.

Okay, talk to you Friday.

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Tanner's Devil 16.2

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Tanner's Devil Part 16.1

Almost five hundred hits? What? Did you guys read that love scene over and over again?

LOL.

I did too. That was pretty good. I was like durnit I either need a man or building a man!

Okay, let's get the show on the road. We've got this out the way and now I'm ready to do some stuff.

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Monday, February 13, 2006

Tanner's Devil Part 15

Okay, so you guys know I have training tomorrow and I won't be on, but I'll be checking comments on the phone.
This is your Valentine's Day gift from me to you. Hope it makes you wanna grab the first you see and wanna break him off a little something something - just kidding, LOL.
Thanks for your continued support and if you're a reading lurker, I'd love to hear your comments. Even offline.
Things should start to pick up from here because you know how I am about the major love scenes. Once I get those out the way, I really start to throw the shit on the fire, which of course I am about to. It hit me this moment how I could mess y'all up so my brains like three chapters away and I'm no where near close to where I want to be.
So hold on to your panties - and boxers - although you might want to change them after this post, LMAO.
Have a happy Valentine's Day.
Just in case you wanna know, Since I'm not attached at this moment I'll be spending the day watching my current favorite movie: Shall We Dance? It stars Richard Gere and Susan Surandon and Jennifer Lopez. The only reason I stayed away from this movie was because of Lopez, but I love Richard and made myself watched it. I was in love with it and wish I could just tango with someone in the middle of my room, LOL.
So while I'm trying to figure out what to throw at Tanner and Devlin on Valentine's Day, you guys enjoy yourself.
Don't forget to comment and please let me know what you think I should do. Maybe I'll incorporate some of your ideas.
Your Author and Blogger:
Sylvia Hubbard
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Tanner's Devil Part 13.3

SORRY BOUT THAT FOLKS. i REPOSTED THE ENTIRE SEGMENT AGAIN.

i'LL BE POSTING PART 14 SOON


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Friday, February 10, 2006

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Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Tanner's Devil 12.2

Thought I forgot about you, didn't you?

Ha! That's impossible! I love y'all too much!

In any case, I was at training yesterday and I was sick with a migraine so I couldn't post even if i could. I had the worst one yet with the nausea, sensitivity to light, aching head and neck EVERYTHING!

So I have a longer passage today to assauge (ms?) you, but I will be in trainign tomorrow and I won't post part 13 till Friday.

Dont' be mad.

I still love you.

The good news though is that I got a laptop, (courtesy of a very faithful reader on this board, thank you thank you thank you so much) I will be busily typing at home so I can get a lot more done.

You're the best bunch of readers any broke author could ever have!

Now we just gotta keep working at the car fund -------------> LOOK, I changed the total. Getting better!


P.S. Mistaken Identity is official! By Feb 14th you guys can start bombarding your local bookstores for a copy. The ISBN is 0977443515. Demand like 50 copies every bookstore in your area and then send everyone you know to go buy a copy. LOL

That would be an awesome Valentine gift for any and everyone.

Enjoy!

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Monday, February 06, 2006

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Devlin wasn’t sure if he had heard her right. From the minute she had walked in the room, he couldn’t think straight.

She was beautiful – even more beautiful than he could have ever imagined. His body instantly reacted to the ebony queen that walked through the door. He wanted to fall to his knees once he knew this was his Tanner.

Gawd, that sounded so sweet. His Tanner. His. His. His. It took a massive amount of control to hold himself back from touching her.

Now she couldn’t refuse because he wanted her more than ever. He was almost tempted to lay her on that small ass unhygienic bed and take her, but he restrained himself.

Yet, every time she spoke, he was sure she was about to find more reasons not to marrying him. Shit! She had a whole two hours to think of more reasons.

Her answer to his offer was music to his ears and he almost couldn’t believe that she had accepted.

“Can I hug you?” he asked, bristling with excitement.

Tanner laughed sensually. “Devlin, you don’t need to ask-“

Before she finished, his arms wrapped around her and molded her body against him. Sweet melons and hazelnut surrounded her again and the security of his powerful body curving to perfectly mold against her small frame not only embraced her physically but also mentally. His happiness for her decision transcended to her body and Tanner felt wonderful for making him feel this elated.

Devlin was like a drug, the more she was around him, the more she wanted him, the more he affected her.

‘Please don’t get addicted,’ she begged of herself.


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Pari drove up through the alley with the lights dimmed, while Devlin and Tanner sat in the backseat. Soon as they were sitting beside each other, Devlin took her hand in his.

“Before we go any farther, I want you to know there’s nothing you can’t tell me, Tanner.” He kept his voice low so only Tanner could hear him. “In order for this to work I need you to
never fell I would be against it before you even ask of it. And I want to assure you, I don’t regret this decision no matter what may happen in the three months and I do not want you to be either.”

“So walking away in three months will be easy?” she asked, still very affected by the evocative embrace he had given her and disturbed about how her body had reacted.

Hesitating before he answered, Devlin’s tone was unsure, “If that is what you want.”

“No,” she said firmly. “It’s what will be done. I’m only marrying you because its what you desire, remember, Devlin. For your conscious and moral sake.”

“Yes, I remember and at no time will I make you stay any longer than you want to be with me once your trouble is over with.”

For some reason, Tanner was not convinced that he meant that. What was his real objective?

Tanner couldn’t think about it more as they pulled up behind their place. Pari went in and closed the curtains. She had left all the lights on in the place to make sure once it became cdar, no one would know whether they were home or not.

“Where are we?” Devlin asked as they sat in the darkness of the car alone.

“At my home. I have to get my stuff.”

“Is it safe?”

“We’re just in and out,” she promised.

He followed her in, ducking through the backdoor and then maneuvering around the furniture with his large frame. He felt like fucking Gulliver in the land of small, but at least this place – thought small, was clean and tidied. It didn’t smell like dank water and old refuse.

“I’ll get your stuff out the front closet,” Pari said, while Tanner led Devlin to her bedroom.

“Your room?” he confirmed.

“Yes,” she answered and quickly began to stuff her important things in a bag from her closet.

“You like pink?”

She wondered if he was just making casual conversation or was this going to lead up to something. “Yes.” Tanner concentrated on getting her things, while keeping in mind to pack light just in case Donetello bombarded his way in here just to see if she had completely dropped off the face of the planet. She only paid little attention to him, but did notice how he looked around the room as if trying to remember everything he saw.

“You don’t have much,”

“I sold everything valuable for school,” she said nonchalantly. “I’m not completely impoverished.” She zipped the bag up and set it on the bed. “Okay, I’m done.”


He turned to her. “Can I kiss you?”

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Author Interuption: Thank you so much shai

I would just like to send a special thanks to Shai a reader of Tanner's Devil and also blogger at : http://drawn2words.blogspot.com/ for her special donation to the computer and car fund.

That was just the most sweetest and most wonderful thing to expect when a sistah is just broker than broke with no chance of looking bettah.

Tanner's Devil Part 10

“Could you please concentrate on what I am saying?” Pari complained for the fourth time as Nina was just finishing blow-drying Tanner’s hair.

“I am trying and no I don’t want any help from your secret friends,” Tanner said with a frown. She understood Pari’s frustration because she wasn’t so easily distracted all the time. “Did he want anything to eat?”

“That’s the second time you’ve asked me that,” Pari said. “He said no. I think he’s been standing in the same place for the past hour and a half. He’s too weird. What’s his story?”

Tanner really didn’t know how to answer that without revealing the truth as to who Devlin was. If Pari didn’t recognize him then Tanner wasn’t saying anything. “He’s just a john that I didn’t want Dontello to hurt.”

Pari raised a curious brown. “And how far are you going to convince yourself that is true?”

The deliberate sharp glare Tanner gave her roommate was definitely clear for Pari to just leave the subject alone.

“What do you plan on doing with him? Take him to the edge of town and drop him off?”

Tanner shrugged. “I’m still thinking about that.”

“What about you?”

“Pari, I’m not sure what I’m going to do ten minutes from now.”

Tanner’s cell phone rung. Looking at the screen, she saw it was Dontello.

“Don’t answer it,” Nina said.

Pushing the call to voicemail she prayed they could get out of there before Donetello turned on his radar and tracked her down.

“How are you sure he doesn’t know you’re here?” Pari asked.

“He won’t bother me none for about two more days with these stitches cause he knows I’m his best girl since Tanner don’t do nothing for him no more,” Nina answered. “Nate and his boys are here to keep a look out though.” Somehow Nate was Jamroque’s close cousin or maybe they just called each other that. “Nate got a man at each end of the street and watching Donetello’s place

in case he’s headed dis way.” Nina took the hot curlers off the stove and began to style Tanner’s hair.

Pari cooked something for everyone, but she came back with a full tray after trying to take a plate to Devlin.

“He said he’s too nervous to eat,” Pari said. “I think he’s still standing in the same spot.”

Tanner frowned, but didn’t say anything. She was still trying to weigh the advantages and disadvantages of marry Devlin Sanchez for three months.

On one end it made perfect sense. No woman in her right mind would refuse his offer. She also needed a place where Donetello would never look for her in a million years. Devlin was handsome for a non-black man, surprisingly honest in the thing he said and felt, wealthy to do whatever he wanted and direct. He didn’t play mind games, there was no guessing about what he wanted, respectful and nice.

To cap things off, he didn’t make her fear him or make her feel it was his way or no way – unlike Donetello did, except when it came to sex. Devlin obviously had some hidden issues or a set guideline on what he envisage as what sex was about. Yet, she felt he was open to suggestions, which was one of his reasons for marrying her.

Or since they had only had sex once, it could have been that way to hide his nervousness about his first time and was coping with the anger he was feeling toward his broken heart.

So what is the downside of marrying Devlin Sanchez?

This took a moment for her to find something because damn if he didn’t have too many good things going for him.

The fact that she was a prostitute bothered her, but she couldn’t understand why it didn’t bother him. As sweet of a guy he was, Tanner wasn’t in the position of destroying ones life just to be associated with him or get his money. She had never been a materialistic person to the point where she would do anything to obtain what she wanted.

His popularity! How long could he really hide that she was his wife with it getting out? Could his family really keep a secret? And once he told and her past really did affect his appointment, then what?


Plus if Donetello found her because word reached him, how would Tanner be able to protect Devlin.

Pari gasping broke Tanner’s deep thoughts. Looking around for trouble, when she found nothing and Pari was still looking as if there was an abnormal growth coming off Tanner’s cheek, she asked, “What’s the matter?”

Pari picked up a hand held mirror off the table in all of Nina’s things and handed it to Tanner.

At first Tanner didn’t even recognize the woman that looked back at her in the reflection. For the past seven years she had kept her head in cornrows with hair extensions to make it last longer, so she had really never took notice of the growth of her own hair and had been too busy with school and life to really keep track of anything.

With Nina hard pressing after the perm, the true length of her thick dark maple tresses were reveled, which came down a little past her shoulders.

“It’s beautiful,” Tanner said. “I don’t even look like myself.”

“Donetello probably wouldn’t recognize you either because before you wore the corn rolls you kept it in ponytails,” Pari pointed out.

“I got something for you to wear too,” Nina said excited and rushed out the room.

Pari leaned over to whisper, “I don’t know if you want to wear something from her closet.”

Tanner giggled at Pari’s jest. “Stop being mean.”

A few moments later, Nina returned with a dark crème’ business suit and matching heels that was Tanner’s size.

“Where’d you get that?” Pari asked excitedly.

“Jam goes to New York every once in a while with Nate to hit clothing trucks and they bring shit back like this.” Nina handed the outfit to Tanner. “You can put it on while I’m doing your face in the bathroom.”

Tanner agreed and said to Pari. “Check on him one more time and let him know we’ll be a few more minutes.”

Pari nodded reluctantly. “I’ll go get everyone’s dishes first before I bother him.”

Tanner went into the bathroom with Nina. Before anything, Tanner checked the stitches on Nina and smiled satisfied at her work that would leave Nina almost scar free. Tanner’s phone rung again.

“I should let you know Nate said when I got this outfit that Donetello went to the hotel and looked very disappointed that he didn’t catch the john there. His boys kicked the door down and tore up the room just because.”

Tanner sighed worriedly as she pressed Donetello’s second call into voicemail. By this time, he knew she was aware he was extremely pissed. She didn’t even want to imagine the long voicemail he left.

It took about five minutes to put the dress on and Nina to do her face. Just as Nina was finishing up, Pari knocked on the door.

“He told me to tell you that he’s been waiting for two hours, twelve minutes and forty seven seconds and then he used the word impatient.”

Tanner bit the inside of her lip nervously as she put on the heels without stockings. It was a very good thing she had shaved just the other night. She knew that he was most likely eagerly waiting for her response to his offer, which she really hadn’t determined she would accept.

She took a moment and checked herself in the mirror. Nina had applied the right blush makeup and eye highlights to make her eyes truly look like golden cups of coffee – if there was a color - and the lip-gloss made her lips look fuller and very kissable. Tanner found herself not being able to stop looking at herself because she couldn’t believe that she looked that pretty.

The outfit was just right for her full figure accentuating her small waist. It was sized for a woman with a skinnier bottom and the skirt would have ended at her knees, but her full derriere brought the hem higher. The heels she wore gave her an extra three inches and were amazingly comfortable, while making her calf muscles even more pronounced.

“How was it?” Nina asked, leaning behind Tanner.

“Him?” Tanner asked, pretending as if she didn’t know what Nina was talking about.

“Of course, a man like that looks like he knows exactly how to please. Was he freaky?”

“Does he look freaky?” Tanner questioned.

Nina laughed. “Be careful, girl. Them white men are open to freaky shit, the hood don’t know shit about. Donetello played you to the easy wealthy cats, while we had to do stuff for pennies to make them come.”

“You’re not helping, Nina,” Tanner said, going out the bathroom.

Pari gasped as she saw Tanner again.

“What now, Paridise?”

“Oh my lawd, you look beautiful. Almost better looking than me. Where you been hiding?”

“Oh shut up,” Tanner said playfully exasperated. Nina had applied a little extra eyeliner, blush and lipstick. Nothing Tanner would normally wear.

“So what is the plan, Tanner,” Pari questioned.

“Get my jacket and hat and get the keys out to drive the blue Impala around to the alley. Put on my hat and coat. I’ll get him and we’ll meet out back in a few moments. I have to talk to him.”

Pari raised a brow of curiosity. “He’s a weird man, Tanner. You aren’t thinking bout just leaving him to fend for himself in Detroit are you?”

Tanner looked around to see no one was around. “No, I don’t plan on that.”

“And what about hiding out?”

She didn’t want to tell Pari her plan, but she didn’t want her roommate and only friend to worry about her. “I have enough put aside to fend for myself for a couple of months to stay out of Donetello’s radar.”

Pari didn’t ask any more questions getting the hint. Tanner stalled before going to Devlin to check on Jamroque. She gave Nina care instructions and then told herself to stop procrastinating and get to the room, where she had left Devlin.

Soon as she opened the door, he was turning to fuss.

“Tell her I’ve waited-“ he stopped as he immediately recognized it wasn’t Pari. Then his eyes widened in surprise. “Tanner?”

She nodded shyly enjoying the pleasurable perusal from his eyes too much.

“It was worth the wait.” His eyes looked everywhere on her body at once and although she wasn’t looking for approval she loved how he looked very happy about her change in appearance. “What about my offer?”

It had been in her head since the time she left out of the room and now she have to say out loud what she had been thinking. “Devlin, maybe-“

He stopped her and said, “I’ll be honest and say I don’t want you to say no. And I sure as hell don’t want to wait until you take me to the edge of town and drop me off.”

“D-Devlin,” she started to say again. “I-“

“What would it take for you to say yes?!” she asked interrupting her again.“I’d say yes if you’d shut your mouth!” she spat becoming annoyed.



Tanner's Devil Part 10 (c) 2006 Sylvia Hubbard

Friday, February 03, 2006

Tanner's Devil 9.2

Oh my goodness. Devlin's a trip to write from. Being in his head is like being in the mind of a very complicated man with basic needs. He's fun. I like him
Enjoy....
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“Do you have any idea how ridiculous you sound, Devlin? I’m a prostitute; you’re my john. There’s no way to avoid the fact that you come from high society and I’m nothing, but street trash.”
He started to speak, but she stopped him by putting her hand up to his face.
“Hear me out, Devlin. You are wealthy well known and with expectations from not only family, but society, to marry someone who is worthy!” Placing her hands on her chest to emphasize her point, she said, “I’m not that person. Yes, I said any woman would be honored and I am, but I’m not worthy.”
The look in his spearmint eyes, clearly told her she had not convinced him one bit.
Tanner huffed in frustrations. “You are a duke or something. You don’t come off your throne, go to Detroit, pick up a prostitute and decide to spend the rest of your life with her. That’s not only stupid, it just doesn’t happen! Even if I am a former prostitute and only came out of retirement for you in order to secure my education and my future, marrying you would be the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever done besides falling in love with a pimp and a man who kept me addicted to drugs just enough to pimp me out.” She couldn’t hide the hurt in her voice or her eyes to him of the horrible past she had experience. He had to understand that her education and becoming a legit nurse practioner was the only saving grace she had in her life. “I’ve worked too hard to get where I am and I don’t want to depend on another man to take care of me. Whether its your wife or your mistress. You’re a nice man and the loss of your virginity to me has made you blind as to what I was. I won’t allow you to make a decision because you’re thinking with the brain between your legs and not the one between your ears.”
The room was quiet as she waited for him to soak in all she had said.
After a few seconds, he finally spoke, “You’ve said your point. Now it’s my turn.”
Tanner started to speak again, but he placed a finger lightly over her lips.
“Hear me out,” Devlin ordered superciliously.
The tone of voice was almost imperialistic and the force of his words didn’t frighten her, but had a reverse effect of turning her on.
“Since I was sixteen, I’ve made decisions and no one can ever say I was foolhardy in my thinking. True, sex is new to me once I had experienced it hands-on, thanks to you. But I am and always will be businessman and any decision I make whether personal or business will effect what I do in my position.” Taking off his cap, he huffed in his own frustration. “I haven’t sat on a throne since the prime minister died and I had to hold the place the summer before I went to college until his son came home from college. This discussion is ridiculous. I cannot believe we are even trying to debate this subject.”
“I can’t believe it either,” she agreed. The idea of really being some type of royal was really overwhelming to Tanner.
Devlin gently held her shoulders and she allowed him to pull her closer to him, forcing her eyes to meet his, which were so serious. “I’m a high duke descendant of Devlin Rose in England and all my life I’ve been very serious about the position I was appointed to. I also accepted the fact that I would be celibate until it was time to marry. Knowing that, not many things that go on between my legs jeopardize my decisions or my appointment as a duke. My mother and my desire to make sure the memory of my grandfather and his father’s work is remembered with all who they have touched is always first and foremost in my life.”
“When I initially made the decision to ask you, true, it was a moment of panic, because I thought I would never see you again. But as I thought about it even after you slapped me, I begin to realize that the decision to have you as my wife makes perfect sense. My folly initially with my first wife-to-be was that I could not show enough confidence to please her sexually because of my virginity and reading and observing is much different than doing. I need a woman who can be an asset in my life and show me these things. I can marry as many times as I want after I lose my virginity to my first wife and bequeath the title of duchess when I want to. So marrying you will not only be and plus because of your knowledge sexually, but because if I don’t I will have failed at my mission to marry the woman I lose my virginity too.” His voice became overly disgusted as he said, “And don’t even think about trying to convince me to lie to another woman about my virgin state.”
He cooled himself down and continued. “On top of that, I would like to experience all there is with my first woman as a married man. I have anything money could buy, so whether she is rich or poor makes no difference to my appointment or me. I’m free to marry whomever I want. Her position in life whether it was the past or present has n bearings on my dukedom. Once I place a ring on her finger, she will be respected as my wife and if I so bequeath Duchess of Rose. Nothing else will be important except our future.”
Tanner wanted to cry, but bit the inside of her lip to stop herself from showing how his words were so sweet, because he seemed far from done.
“The fact that you have had experiences sexually is a plus and that I’m increasingly attracted to more than just your luscious body is a boon as well. Marriage to me would be no different than to anyone else. I am no one special. Just a man who want to feel like he is worthy to a woman who is so extraordinary that she can only see it through his eyes. I never dreamed of coming to Detroit. This was where the train let me off at and I had found a resource. None of this was planned but what’s done is done and my words are true and real. I want to marry you.”
The soliloquy had been powerfully stated and Tanner was close to tears by the conviction and passion of this man.
He wasn’t done though, but had taken a moment to allow her to soak up his words. His hands moved down to her arms and took her hands in his. “Very little amuses me, arouses me, or makes me uncomfortable. You make me feel all this and more at once.” He kissed her cheek. “From what I’ve surmised you need to lay low until your ex’s temper dies down. I need a woman who can teach me things. Three months should be enough for both of us.”
“You only want to marry me for ninety days?” she questioned.
“Well, I’m under the impression you have other plans. I understand that your education means a lot to you. Any longer would take you off course. I would secure any thing you need in that time so you would not have to return to Detroit and even though I am high profile, no one has to know if they aren’t looking for it or expecting it. I have a home in New York where I can hide you away from anyone looking for you.”
“You don’t have to marry me to sleep with me, Devlin.”
“I know, but for my own completeness I want to. I need to know you are mine only. I want to experience everything with you.”
Crudely, she said, “You can’t make a ho a housewife.”
He smirked not the least insulted. “True, but I don’t need anyone to pick up my socks, wash my clothes, clean my houses or cook my food. I have servants for that. Your company will do well enough.”
Tanner covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. “You’re crazy.”
“No, just a man who knows what he wants. And I want you. Will you marry me?”
Tanner's Devil 9.2 (c) 2006 Sylvia Hubbard


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Tanner's Devil: Author Interuption

It's real quiet (except for a couple of you) . Are you guys still mad at me? I really hated not posting yesterday, but I'm going to try to make it up today!

I'm in the midst of part 10 and hopefully can give you something over the weekend to sit and simmer.

My reader at my job just asked me why is it taking Tanner all freaking long to accept, but hey, she's doing a lot of thinking, okay.

While I'm doing this interuption I'd like to thank Chandan for the donation she made to the car / computer fund.

And Priscilla for a very big donation to the computer fund. That is just so wonderful!

The sleepy monster is getting to me and I'm fighting him desperately, but it's getting harder.

In any case, I'd love for you to comment on the story so far and what you think of it.

Tanner's Devil 9.3

Before she could answer him, a knock came to the door, interrupting them. Pari came into the room, “I’m sorry. Was I interrupting something?”

Tanner remembered they were in a mid embrace and she moved away from Devlin and faced her roommate, moving in front of him as if her small body could hide his massive frame.

Devlin put back on his cap and turned partially away to hide his own upset.

“If you’re going on the low down out of here, we need to get you a fix,” Pari said evasively to Tanner.

Checking the time on her watch, she hadn’t realized how much time had gone by. “Yeah, but do we have any stuff here we can use to straighten me out?”

“Of course. Nina always keeps it around. She told me she still uses it and does others,” Pari said as if Tanner should have known this. “The girl could make a lot of money if she got away from Donetello’s trifling ass.”

“Is Nina okay to help because we’d go twice as fast,” Tanner asked.

“Nina insisted. She’s mixing it up now as we speak.”

“Okay, I’ll be there in a minute,” Tanner promised.

Pari nodded and left.

Turning back to Devlin, she saw the confused expression on his face. “What?” she questioned.

“You are on drugs?” he asked appalled.

“I should be asking you that,” she teased, but his serious face demanded she answer his question. “No, I’m not on drugs, but these braids have to go.” She touched her head. “It’s late, but it’ll take two hours since my braids aren’t that thick and then I can take you out of here.”
Devlin sighed in relief. He knew of braiding very well and how African-American women many times had placed extensions in their hair to make it seem longer than what it really was. He would miss her hair being this long, but he felt he could get use to a short style as well. With her hair in braids at this time, he could not predict exactly how short it would be, but as long as she wasn’t bald headed he would still feel she was beautiful. “What about my offer?”
Tanner was speechless again because he was still pressuring her about this.

When she didn’t speak, Devlin gently held her chin after closing her mouth that had fallen open.

“Why don’t you do what you have to do and answer me when you’re done,” he suggested. “The worst you could say is no, right?” This was said with teasing that made his green eyes dance. “I will stay right here.”

Tanner nodded and left him alone closing the door after she had gone out the room. Taking a moment to father her thoughts, she leaned against the wall beside the door.

It was even crazy to even think about contemplating his offer.

‘You rocked his universe; he had said it himself. Obviously there’s something there for him.’
That was most likely the problem. Staying around him would increase the complexity of emotions already building for him and the last thing Tanner needed to do was fall in love. There would be nothing worse than giving up her dreams of what she wanted to do, by giving her heart to a man, who was even better than any Donetello in the world.

Yet, his soliloquy had been so honest and passionate. Something Tanner had not expected from a man like him. Was he really that honest? Or was this some type of mind game he was planning.

To test him, she opened the door abruptly. He faced her with a questioning look in his eyes.
“What did you mean when you said my body is luscious?”

“I meant that you are beautiful. Your curves, your color your character,” he said as if it was obvious.

She started to close the door fighting the urge to run to him and kiss him for that complimented and proving her wrong about him playing mind games. He was just too honest for words. ‘What rock did this guy crawl from under?’

“Wait,” he said.

It was her turn to have inquiry in her eyes.

“I need to ask you two questions, but I don’t want to offend you.”

“Yes, Devlin?”

“When did you have your last client before me?”

“Five years ago.”

“Are you really clean and healthy?”

They were valid questions and Tanner didn’t take offense to them. “My last check up was mandated by my internship two months ago. I passed all test with a healthy clean bill. Would you like references?”

The last question was filled with sarcasm, but he shook his head to let her know he trusted her.

She was about to leave again, before again he said, “Wait.”

“Yes, Devlin?”

“What’s your real name?”

Tanner frowned. The man was really insane. Should she point out that he had just asked her to marry him and did not know her entire name. “Tanner,” she answered.

“No, I mean your first name.”

“That is my first name.”

“What’s your last name?”

“Tanner.”

He frowned confused.

“It’s a long story. I don’t have a middle name and I don’t have time right now.”

He walked to the door and leaned down until his face was centimeters from hers. “Hopefully, once you accept my offer I can enjoy you telling me why you are named Tanner Tanner.”

She quickly closed the door on him trying to control her erratic breathing and she wanted to hide the flush enveloping her. ‘Do you know you were two seconds away from kissing him on the lips?!’ she reprimanded herself. ‘When had the sound of her name became so erotic or was that just the way it sounded?’

Tanner's Devil 9.3 (c) 2006 Sylvia Hubbard

Tanner's Devil 9.2

Oh my goodness. Devlin's a trip to write from. Being in his head is like being in the mind of a very complicated man with basic needs. He's fun. I like him

Enjoy....

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“Do you have any idea how ridiculous you sound, Devlin? I’m a prostitute; you’re my john. There’s no way to avoid the fact that you come from high society and I’m nothing, but street trash.”

He started to speak, but she stopped him by putting her hand up to his face.
“Hear me out, Devlin. You are wealthy well known and with expectations from not only family, but society, to marry someone who is worthy!” Placing her hands on her chest to emphasize her point, she said, “I’m not that person. Yes, I said any woman would be honored and I am, but I’m not worthy.”

The look in his spearmint eyes, clearly told her she had not convinced him one bit.

Tanner huffed in frustrations. “You are a duke or something. You don’t come off your throne, go to Detroit, pick up a prostitute and decide to spend the rest of your life with her. That’s not only stupid, it just doesn’t happen! Even if I am a former prostitute and only came out of retirement for you in order to secure my education and my future, marrying you would be the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever done besides falling in love with a pimp and a man who kept me addicted to drugs just enough to pimp me out.” She couldn’t hide the hurt in her voice or her eyes to him of the horrible past she had experience. He had to understand that her education and becoming a legit nurse practioner was the only saving grace she had in her life. “I’ve worked too hard to get where I am and I don’t want to depend on another man to take care of me. Whether its your wife or your mistress. You’re a nice man and the loss of your virginity to me has made you blind as to what I was. I won’t allow you to make a decision because you’re thinking with the brain between your legs and not the one between your ears.”

The room was quiet as she waited for him to soak in all she had said.

After a few seconds, he finally spoke, “You’ve said your point. Now it’s my turn.”

Tanner started to speak again, but he placed a finger lightly over her lips.

“Hear me out,” Devlin ordered superciliously.

The tone of voice was almost imperialistic and the force of his words didn’t frighten her, but had a reverse effect of turning her on.

“Since I was sixteen, I’ve made decisions and no one can ever say I was foolhardy in my thinking. True, sex is new to me once I had experienced it hands-on, thanks to you. But I am and always will be businessman and any decision I make whether personal or business will effect what I do in my position.” Taking off his cap, he huffed in his own frustration. “I haven’t sat on a throne since the prime minister died and I had to hold the place the summer before I went to college until his son came home from college. This discussion is ridiculous. I cannot believe we are even trying to debate this subject.”

“I can’t believe it either,” she agreed. The idea of really being some type of royal was really overwhelming to Tanner.

Devlin gently held her shoulders and she allowed him to pull her closer to him, forcing her eyes to meet his, which were so serious. “I’m a high duke descendant of Devlin Rose in England and all my life I’ve been very serious about the position I was appointed to. I also accepted the fact that I would be celibate until it was time to marry. Knowing that, not many things that go on between my legs jeopardize my decisions or my appointment as a duke. My mother and my desire to make sure the memory of my grandfather and his father’s work is remembered with all who they have touched is always first and foremost in my life.”

“When I initially made the decision to ask you, true, it was a moment of panic, because I thought I would never see you again. But as I thought about it even after you slapped me, I begin to realize that the decision to have you as my wife makes perfect sense. My folly initially with my first wife-to-be was that I could not show enough confidence to please her sexually because of my virginity and reading and observing is much different than doing. I need a woman who can be an asset in my life and show me these things. I can marry as many times as I want after I lose my virginity to my first wife and bequeath the title of duchess when I want to. So marrying you will not only be and plus because of your knowledge sexually, but because if I don’t I will have failed at my mission to marry the woman I lose my virginity too.” His voice became overly disgusted as he said, “And don’t even think about trying to convince me to lie to another woman about my virgin state.”

He cooled himself down and continued. “On top of that, I would like to experience all there is with my first woman as a married man. I have anything money could buy, so whether she is rich or poor makes no difference to my appointment or me. I’m free to marry whomever I want. Her position in life whether it was the past or present has n bearings on my dukedom. Once I place a ring on her finger, she will be respected as my wife and if I so bequeath Duchess of Rose. Nothing else will be important except our future.”

Tanner wanted to cry, but bit the inside of her lip to stop herself from showing how his words were so sweet, because he seemed far from done.

“The fact that you have had experiences sexually is a plus and that I’m increasingly attracted to more than just your luscious body is a boon as well. Marriage to me would be no different than to anyone else. I am no one special. Just a man who want to feel like he is worthy to a woman who is so extraordinary that she can only see it through his eyes. I never dreamed of coming to Detroit. This was where the train let me off at and I had found a resource. None of this was planned but what’s done is done and my words are true and real. I want to marry you.”

The soliloquy had been powerfully stated and Tanner was close to tears by the conviction and passion of this man.

He wasn’t done though, but had taken a moment to allow her to soak up his words. His hands moved down to her arms and took her hands in his. “Very little amuses me, arouses me, or makes me uncomfortable. You make me feel all this and more at once.” He kissed her cheek.
“From what I’ve surmised you need to lay low until your ex’s temper dies down. I need a woman who can teach me things. Three months should be enough for both of us.”

“You only want to marry me for ninety days?” she questioned.

“Well, I’m under the impression you have other plans. I understand that your education means a lot to you. Any longer would take you off course. I would secure any thing you need in that time so you would not have to return to Detroit and even though I am high profile, no one has to know if they aren’t looking for it or expecting it. I have a home in New York where I can hide you away from anyone looking for you.”

“You don’t have to marry me to sleep with me, Devlin.”

“I know, but for my own completeness I want to. I need to know you are mine only. I want to experience everything with you.”

Crudely, she said, “You can’t make a ho a housewife.”

He smirked not the least insulted. “True, but I don’t need anyone to pick up my socks, wash my clothes, clean my houses or cook my food. I have servants for that. Your company will do well enough.”

Tanner covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. “You’re crazy.”

“No, just a man who knows what he wants. And I want you. Will you marry me?”

Tanner's Devil 9.2 (c) 2006 Sylvia Hubbard

Tanner's Devil Part 9.1

I'm on time - for once - and I'm so sorry about yesterday.

I hope I didn't lose anyone, but I got mad writing time in - of course with lots of cramps in my writing hand.

I'm going to have to invest in a stress ball where I could just squeeze it or start using my left hand to write the story to give my right hand a rest.

Enjoy...

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“I’m a street doctor.”

“You deal drugs?”

Shaking her head, she said, “No. I fix people who can’t go to the hospital.”

“But that’s illegal.”

“So is soliciting a prostitute.”

It was Devlin’s turn to become amused. Her comeback had been filled with sarcasm. They held eye contact waiting for a concession and he could see that this woman was certainly going to bring something different to his life. “How long have you been a street doctor?” he asked.

“For as long as I can remember and it has been like that in my family for generations. And yes, I know it’s illegal, but I’m so close to getting my degree I can taste it. I scored almost perfect on my M-Cats and the money I earned…from mostly you, gave me enough to pay everything off.”

“And you’re still jeopardizing it all?”

“Jamroque needed me and it’s my fault he’s like this. I lied to my ex-pimp, Donetello, so I wouldn’t have to let him know I took the job and share the spoils. I paid Jamroque to tell him I sent another friend. My ex-pimp doesn’t take deception well and has hurt Jamroque because of
me.”

“Will he hurt you?”

“Most likely, if he can get his hands on me. Some severe beating just to get it out of his system. What I can’t figure out if Jamroque didn’t tell, how did Donetello know I came to you?”
The idea that she accepted “a beating” so easily horrified him. Devlin realized then it had been his fault her pimp had found out.

“Why would he want to share the spoils? I paid handsomely for you. Plus, if sharing the spoils is your only problem, I’ll give you the money you need to get you out of a beating.” The word left a bad taste in his mouth.

“That’s all find and good, Devlin.” Sarcasm dripped heavily off her voice. “And I’m happy you can waste your money like that, but Donetello doesn’t want me to pay him back in money.”
Devlin wasn’t an idiot and immediately understood the payment plan. The more he thought about it, Devlin started to feel a little guilty in this entire matter. Tanner’s deceit had been known to her pimp by Devlin’s greed to have her again. This explained the man’s uneasiness on the phone and why Devlin had to describe Tanner. The pimp really had never known Tanner came to the hotel.

“I should admit that it is my fault that your … pimp found out about you,” Devlin said and then explained what he had done.

Tanner flinched as he told her this because as he revealed what he had done, she understood why Donetello had shot Jamroque. Yes, he was passed pissed and if she faced her ex-pimp now, he would certainly lay hands on her. She needed to get away and give him time to cool off.
Couple of months most definitely would do, but the quandary she was in, was where could she go that Donetello didn’t know about and Pari couldn’t get in trouble for keeping it a secret.

“That still doesn’t explain why I needed to vacant the hotel’s premise,” Devlin pointed out.

“Because my ex-pimp is also my ex-boyfriend and he is jealous as hell. No ones ever asked for a repeat so soon.” She flushed. “Donetello must know I…” She bit her lip and covered her blush with her hands over her face embarrassed.

Devlin moved closer to her. “Knows you what?”

“He probably knows I put something on you and in turn really enjoyed myself,” she admitted.
A look of confusion marred his features. “Put something on me?” he asked, as if she had spoken another language.

“You know, rocked your world, but he didn’t know about you being a virgin.”

He chuckled at her colloquial speech. “Quite serious, I felt even if I was a seasoned expert at making love you still would have rocked my world.”

Tanner’s mouth drop wide open in shock at that most flattering admission. If she stayed around him long enough, she’d be changing her underwear every two hours from his outright honesty.

Gathering her wits and trying not to show the instant arousal she was experiencing, Tanner said,
“We have to get you out of Detroit. Or do you have somewhere else to stay here in town?”

“I could always find a place, but if you feel staying here would not be healthy, then we should plan to leave from the city together, don’t you think? That would be the last place any adversaries would suspect you to be.”

Tanner blinked her eyes and shook her head as if she had heard something totally preposterous. “Wait Devlin! We? Us? Unless you’ve talking some funny French, there is no we. I can’t just go with you.”

“I speak French and four other languages quite well and did not stutter.” He stepped back out of her arms reach. “My offer still stands, I want you to marry me.”

Tanner's Devil Part 9.1 (c) 2006 Sylvia Hubbard

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Author Interuption: Bad News!

I just got word that I'll be in training tomorrow!

Eww!

So how does this affect you?

Seriously!

I won't be able to post at all until Friday. Hopefully by then I'd have Tanner straightened out by then or knowing me even more messed up.

I'm so so sorry.

Shai, if you stop by my house and try to kill me, everyone else will be upset they didn't get licks in and no fair calling me and asking me what's going to happen just because we live in the same area code, LOL.




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Tanner's Devil Part 8.2

Devlin didn’t know why he was letting this woman drive him anywhere, but as she drove like a bat out of hell he could sense her panic and wanted to quell this feeling in her somehow.

So why had he asked her to marry him? A moment of insanity? No, Devlin was a businessman. He had made powerful decisions based on millions of dollars and millions of lives since he was sixteen years old, so why did he abruptly ask a complete stranger to marry him? Not just a complete stranger, but he was very aware she was a prostitute, a streetwalker!

His whole life had felt he had been missing something and even after he had lost his
celibate state, he still found that inner satisfaction incomplete. Yet the more he was around her, the more he found himself needing her and feeling satisfied personally.

She stopped in front of a dilapidated home, which looked as if it were built in the worst part of Motown. Abandoned homes scattered the block in disrepair or which aluminum and metal had been stripped from the outside and inside of the home. The smell of garbage was very prevalent, but it was hard trying to figure out if it was coming from a specific area or it was just all around. On top of that there were vacant lots filled with illegal bulk dumped carelessly and garbage strewn all over these lots and the streets.

“Stay here!” she ordered.

“No!” he said. True, he may not be able to protect her from a bullet, but he didn’t want her out of his eyesight.

“Fine,” she said completely frustrated by his obstinacy. “But stay close and keep your mouth closed.”

He put his cap on low and followed her to the front door of the decrepit home. There was no doorbell and she hit the door hard several times with her fist as if there were a fire outside.
The smell of urine, human waste and maggots flooded his nostrils and he was almost inclined to throw up, but kept his eyes on her, glad that he had only eaten the sandwich. She didn’t look affected by the smell at all.

While they waited for the door to open, he asked, “Do you live over here?”

“Not too far,” she responded just as the door opened and a skinny woman answered the door.

Her hair was knotted and there was a white film around her cracked lips as if she had licked her lips a million times and just forgot to wipe the residue off. Dark skinned and medium height, she looked as if she had not eaten in days.

Cold brown eyes assessed him first, but then immediately warmed when they landed on the woman beside him. “Tanner!” she exclaimed. “Pari, just got here with your stuff.”

Devlin was still confused as to why people called her by that name, but she answered to it. Was it a nickname? He wondered briefly.

Tanner gasped. “ Pari’s here, Nina?” she asked, stepping in the house, as if she had heard wrong.

Devlin followed taken aback at how poor the home look. There was a smell of dead water, a low lit cheap lamp at the front room and everything looked old and dirty. Did Tanner’s home look like this too?

“She came from the ally,” the woman, Nina, said, occasionally looking over at Devlin as if he were not to be trusted.

“Take me to Jam,” Tanner ordered.

Nina led them through the house, which Devlin found himself ducking through doorways that seemed too low for his immense height. ‘People lived in this small ass place?’ He asked himself as they passed a kitchen and two bedrooms.

The skinny woman stopped at a door and looked warily at Devlin again. “Whose the cracker?”

Tanner glanced Devlin and then said in an amused voice, “Your Thursday night.”

This was enough to suffice and Nina looked appreciably over at Devlin combined with a look of jealousy. She opened the back bedroom door where a man was laying on the bed.

Another woman was over this man hunched over in an awkward position. She was about Tanner’s size, but with more height, caramel skinned with long natural waist length hair as if she had just stepped out a salon. Three burly men trying to hold the man on the bed down, while the woman was applying pressure to the man’s side, also surrounded her. She was dressed in beige pajamas with no shoes on and her feet were dirty.

Tanner threw her coat and hat off and went over to the bed, while putting on some latex gloves. She took instant charge of what seemed like chaos and Devlin was amazed how people jumped at her barking orders. He then realized she was peeling away the man’s clothing and blood began to spill out on the bed and floor.

“He’s bleeding,” Devlin said as if no one else knew what was going on.

Tanner looked at him sharply. “Come here,” she ordered Devlin and then looked at the exotic dark woman who had been on the bed. “Give him some gloves.”

Not use to a woman telling what to do, he hesitated, but she outstretched a blood soaked glove covered hand and he stepped closer to the bed.

“Put the gloves on,” she ordered. “I need your help hold him down.”

He obeyed and waited while she ordered everyone out of Devlin’s way, while still keeping pressure on the wound.

Devlin moved on the bed and took over holding the young man down. Upon closer look, he remembered this young man from the other night. Jamroque?

“Whose the big ass cracker?” one of the burly men asked in a off the wall comment. Someone hushed the man.

Tanner’s orders became quieter and if he had not been as close as he was, he would not have heard her, but she trusted he would speak for her. She was conserving her energy and concentration on the task at hand - removing the bullet and sparing this young man’s life.
The time it would have taken to gather Jamroque and drive to the hospital would have killed him.

Yet, Devlin knew all she had done was illegal and what she had administered as if she were a surgical doctor had been just incredible to watch, but she looked as if she knew what she was doing.

The other woman, who was assisting her and had a stethoscope at the young man’s chest, spoke when Tanner put in the last stitch. “His heart rate’s steady.”

Tanner cleaned her hands and listened in the stethoscope. “Good.” She gave him an injection and ordered the friend to clean up. “He’s going to be sleeping a while. Keep an eye on him, Pari.”

The friend nodded as Tanner told Devlin to release Jamroque.

“Are you sure you weren’t followed?” Tanner questioned Pari worried.

“I’m sure. When Nina called asking for you, I thought maybe her wound had opened and I knew you would come and would need your stuff.” The friend looked up at him at first awed at how really big he was and then frowning curiously.

“Thank you, Pari,” she said gratefully.

“Tanner,” the friend asked glancing distrustfully at Devlin. “He’s looking for you.”

“Tell me something I don’t know. He’s mad and I think he knows the whole truth.”

“What truth?” Devlin asked harshly, hearing enough without saying anything.

Tanner saw the displeasure in his face as she took off her gloves and then helped him take off his. “Let’s take this in another room.”

“No!” he said imperialistically.

That obstinate tone gyrated on her nerves like bad chalk on a board and Tanner was almost inclined to air everything there, but she gently took his hand and pressed up against him.

“Please,” she whispered not breaking eye contact.

He looked around the room and realized everyone was watching them. He allowed her to guide him into an even smaller room that couldn’t even house all the things he had in his closet.

“Someone lives here?” he asked incredulously when they ensconced in room alone.

Tanner chuckled at the innocence in his voice. “Yes, Devlin.”

“Tell me everything,” he ordered not wasting any more time. “Why did I have to leave the hotel room and why did you just do an illegal surgical procedure like you were born to do it.”

She blushed from the compliment and prepared to answer all his questions.

Tanner's Devil 8.2 (c) 2006 Sylvia Hubbard

Tanner's Devil Part 8.1

Wow! I haven't had this much hitting and threatening since Mistaken Identity. Don't make me PPO all y'all, LOL.

My old readers must know me by now, but I think I've picked up some new ones who aren't familiar with my writing ways.

I'm at work, people, and though I only answer the phones, I'm typing the story as I talk on the phone, handle customer complaints, plus I'm doing online interviews, answering emails, answering calls on my cell phone and keeping up with office gossip fodder.

So if i happen to post more than three parts in one day, that's a blue moon, trust me.

I'm also typing the book LIVE! Meaning as soon as I get it out of my head, you're reading it. LIVE folks! (which does account for some mistakes and partial inaccuracies which you've pointed out to me offline - thank you) but I think i'm doing pretty good cause I got you on the edge of your seat.

BTW, Thank you Janet for the donation to the car/computer fund. That was a nice unexpected surprise.

This might be the last post today. I leave the office at 4.30 EST and with no computer at home I'm unable to do anything until I get back to work tomorrow morning at 8am. I'll hand write some, but it's Wednesday and I just bought 4BRothers & Hustle and Flow. I'm getting my Terrance Howard Fix for Wednesday and then I'll be watching CSI @ 10.

I'm going to write to Oprah, not because I want her to feature my books. But because I'd like her to make my fantasy of a three way hug on nationally TV. I want Terrance Howard in a hug, Michael Ealy in the back and the guy from CSI Las Vegas on the side. Heaven! Heaven! Heaven!

I haven't had a vacation in 10 years (not even my husband gave me a honeymoon when we were married - ever!!!) and if I got that hug, it would be worth 10 more years of no vacations. Whew!!!!

Anyway, Terrance Howard makes me moist and that's a double whammy when I get to watch CSI.

Sistah need a man, don't she? And a life. That's a shame I gotta get my jollies off of Terrance Howard on screen and Gary Sinese, LOL.

Without further ado...

Enjoy...

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Tanner covered her mouth in horror at what she had done. ‘What the hell is wrong with you?’ her mind screamed, but she said out loud, “I’m so sorry.” Forgetting protocol, she rushed over to him and hugged him burying her face in his chest.

Devlin had not expected the abrupt physical contact, but he had not expected to even propose in the first place, but she had forced his hand and Devlin thought there was a terrible possibility that he wouldn’t see her again if she walked out the door. No other person in his life had made him so anxious and nervous at the same time. Nor had he ever felt like he needed someone so much before. Even his fiancée had not gotten him to act so irrational before.

Yet once he had proposed the reaction to the proposal had been a shock to him. The last slap to the face had been from his mother about six years ago. Instinctively, he wanted to emphasis who he was, but suppressed this urge.

Before he really had a chance to feel hurt or pain from the slap, her body was pressed against his and her face was buried in his shirt. She was too short to pull her arms around his neck, but he enjoyed the effort of her standing on her tiptoes, her hands barely able to make it over his shoulders. Looking over her body, he could admire the firmness of her derriere and Devlin found it titillating to feel her breast against his stomach.

She was saying an apology, but Devlin chose not to speak. Since she hadn’t button up her pants yet, his long arms moved around her body to the back and he slipped his hands down the back of her pants. His palms cupped perfectly under her plump cheeks and he wished they could just abandon the clothes. She had to weigh about a good 150, which he could have easily lifted and impaled-

“What are you doing?!” she asked incredulously, looking up at him.

“Enjoying myself?”

She pushed away from him sharply and narrowed her eyes. “Are you even hurt or angry?”

“Because you slapped me for asking to marry you? Or just the physical act itself?”

“Both.” She massaged her sore wrist knowing she hurt herself more than she hurt him.

He rubbed his cheek where she had slapped him. “I’m not physically hurt? Confused as to why you would react like that. You said before any woman would be honored, right?”

Before she could respond to that her cell phone rung.

Tanner dug in her back pocket where she had pushed the phone.

“Tanner, are you there?” Jamroque asked when she finally found the phone and pushed the speaker option.

“Yeah, I’m here?” she answered worriedly.

“Where are you?” he asked.

“Why?”

“Donetello’s… he came over to the bar and demanded I tell him where the john was at that I took you to last night. He pulled out a gun, Tanner. I had to tell, but I thought I should let you know that he’s killing mad...” He winced. “Good thing he’s a bad shot and I can play the fuck out of dead.”

Fear swept through her. Donetello knew. “How long, Jamroque?”

“Few minutes.” He winced. “Need you to come for me…Nina’s. Please Tanner.”

A few minutes? Fuck! She needed to go see about Jamroque and do whatever she could do to help him, but she also needed to get Devlin to safety, although she was positive he had no where else to go locally.

Putting the phone back in her pocket, she looked at Devlin. “Pack all your things, we have to go, now!”

“What’s going on?” he questioned.

“Don’t ask questions, please. We don’t have much time.”

He packed everything – even the hated tuxedo in the large duffel bag he had bought and then followed her outside.

“Do you have a ride?” she questioned.

“To where?”

Tanner couldn’t help at smile at his innocence to her slang. “Do you have a car?”

Devlin pointed to the rented dark blue Impala. She put her hands out. “Keys,” she ordered.

Reluctantly he gave her the keys and followed her to the car. She popped the trunk for him and once he was strapped down in the passenger side, she took off burning rubber.

“Now can you tell me what’s going on?” he demanded very aware she was speeding.

Without taking her eyes off the road, she said, “A friend of mine needs help.”

“I’m well aware from the prior conversation I heard over your cell phone. What does that have to do with me leaving my hotel and why would someone want to come there for me because you were with me? Wasn’t that your job?”

She cut him a look of annoyance on purpose, but she really didn’t want to go into explanation right then and there. It was too much on her mind. Focusing her anger on the road, she put the petal to the metal and took a curve at fifty miles and hour. “Let’s just say you weren’t safe.” She jumped on the freeway and weaved in and out of traffic.

“Damn! You’re driving like a damn ambulance.” He checked his seatbelt to make sure it was secure.

When they arrived at Nina’s, Tanner checked up and down the street for anything familiar. With the coast being clear, she only relaxed a little bit. Looking back in the car, she ordered, “Stay here.”

“No!” he barked adamantly.

There was no time to argue and she allowed him to follow her.



Tanner's Devil Part 8.1 (c) 2006 Sylvia Hubbard

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