A little bit of sin Chapter 12.2

Okay, i know this is short so don't be upset and YES, YOU ARE GOING TO GET MAD AT ME.

But that's the trials of being the cliffhanger queen, huh. LOL

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Groggily Colinawoke and stretched himself out before he realized the knocking on the door had awakened him. Raising himself up from the chair in the living room that he had fell asleep in, he gave himself a mental check. It wasn’t near the end of the month so he knew it wasn’t the landlord. He kept to himself most of time because of his past.

After he served his time, he found out that most people hated him for what he went to jail for and for the life he lead before going to jail, so he started not to tell people. He was changed and that’s all they needed to know.

Even his boss didn’t know the whole story and Colin preferred that.

The friends he knew before going to jail had to be let go because his outlook changed after… after that night he was arrested. Ms. Barlett was about the only one that remembered that evil and angry little white boy walking through the neighborhood with a chip on his shoulder, which was why no one talked to him.

He was always glad his brother saw the truth before him, because if he had to deal with the mess he’d been in without Bernard’s help, while trying to move on, he didn’t know if he was strong enough.

But he knew it must have been hard for Bernard a lot as his brother tried to deal with his own family and it was no wonder it ruined his marriage. Bernard most likely did the profession he did to show his resentment for everything.

Or the money was damn good.

That thought distracted him from his mission of waking up and answering who was at the door. Colin knew he could no longer be hypocritical of Bernard’s professon because now that Colin had done “tasted” the life and the money, he understood a little of why his brother stayed in it. Except Colin didn’t care about the money anymore now that he was closer to his objective, but he could feel in his gut that he still craved her.

And now he only needed one thousand more.
‘You could just go back to her and ask her.’

Oh hell no! He had no intentions of seeing that damn gorgeous woman ever again. He swore if he laid eyes on her, he’d lose what little control he had around her and fall head over heels in love with her.

He didn’t want to see her ever again!

“Who is it?!” he said in his most angriest voice.

The other side of the door didn’t answer and he had no hole in the door to see who it could be.

Instead of just waiting for a response, he flung open the door.

“Bloody Fuck!” he seethed and slammed the door right back in her face.

A little bit of sin won't hurt Chapter 12.2 (c) 2009 Sylvia Hubbard. all Rights Reserved