A little bit of sin Chapter 14

WARNING (before you start yelling at me) This one is short and sweet.


O/T: What I'm doing right now... listening to P.M. Dawn "I'd Die Without You." OMG! It just brings back memories and it's so sweet. I'm also thinking about some things. and I think I'm going to write it out in my LABW blog soon so make sure you check on that every once in a while.

My lack of sex is driving me to bring Colin and Synthia together so much. There's is so much sexual tension in this book that it's going to drive me fricking crazy.

I went on Tyra Banks board and asked to go on a celebrity date with Michael Ealy. I've been having freaky dreams about him lately and I don't know why.

Thought of another story about an hour ago and it's not a very nice one either. It's actually bad and then I told myself why can't i apply it to this one instead of holding off on it.

I might so you'll be mad at me, but I felt some people have to go through the bad in order to get to the good.

Btw, story spoiler right here so skip this paragraph if you don't want to read it. Trisha's sister will have her own story in case you want to know what's next to come.

I'd also like to ask my readers out there, because my friends are differing on the subject: Is a 49 year old man too old for a 37 year old woman?

READERS RESPONSES TO QUESTIONS:

@ Sup: I think I need to go back and fix the story on that part she didn't sleep with him. I think i need to specify that they hadn't been sleeping together recently. I'll probably take out the cow and milk metaphor.

thanks for catching that!

@ offline reader: no I do not outline the story in any kind of way. What you're reading now is what is coming off my head. And I don't know how i'm able to remember it so well and know what my characteres motivations and vices are so well. Right now, in my head and my world, Colin and Synthia are as real as you and me. I'm just a fly on the wall watching their world and relating it back to you. I don't know how I do that. I just do and i guess i do something right because you like it so much. LOL.

@ C in Aussie: thanks liking the story.

@ reader in the yahoo group: wherever you read part of stealing innocence II: The Ravishment Free, I hate to tell you that you weren't supposed to. I really don't care that stealing innocence I is floating out there free anymore. It used to bother me. But I have seen some readers who purchased stealing innocence II: The ravishment from Lulu recently are giving it away in forums and from their own blogs. (Yes, gurl, I was insulted because y'all all know I got three kids to feed and as many times as i say share what you know about me, you know I don't literally mean steal the food out of my kids mouth.) That's how i feel when i see someone posting my story on other boards and then come here and say they are my biggest fan. (You know who you are. All the rest who are respectful to my creativity and make other readers actually purchase my work I appreciate you most fully! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!) Getting back on subject to reader in yahoo group, I'm glad you enjoyed the partial story so much that you have come to me personally and asked me for a copy. But I cannot in good faith give that story out for free. That's the point of it being a number two because i want you to read number one and crave number two so you'll be dying for the the third. I'm sorry I can't. I really can't. Ask any one of my readers and they'll tell you, i'm bout the nicest author out there who really wouldn't care if I got paid or not to write a story, but this is my living and unfortunatley I do have to buy provisions and necessities for the kiddies (cuz the government says I do or I'll go to jail.) My stories I sell lets' me do that so unless you want to ship Jacque some socks, or get Zach a couple of new school shirts or Mag needs braces and new glasses, I must sell my work for a charge.

Thank you in advance for your understanding..

@bluegardnia and other new readers (we have ten extra permanent subscribers in the past two days and over fifty to 75 newbies visiting on a daily basis). Thank you for enjoying yourself. I hope I can make you come back for a lot more.

ENJOY....

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That was worse!

“If you don’t open this damn door, I’m going to shoot the damn thing!” Jason threatened.

Colin went to the door and opened it, while she stood there shocked the hell out of her mind. Watching her face the entire time, Colin didn’t wait to see if her brother stepped in the door or not. He moved to the farthest part of the room and warned her brother, “I think she’s appeased her curiosity. Take your sister before she has a nervous breakdown.”

“Did you touch her?”

“I didn’t have to. I just told her the truth,” Colin said still making no eye contact with the brother. Intently, he saw her trying to understand what he had just revealed to her.

Jason went over to his sister with deep concern on his face. “Synthia, are you okay?”

She ignored her brother, pushing past him to go to Colin. “You’re lying!” she seethed now angry that he would stoop so low to make her go away. “You’re a liar, Colin and you’re a cruel bastard to say that to me just to make me go away.”

Revealing the truth to her seemed to be the only way to make her leave him alone. The fact that he wasn’t like he was in the past didn’t matter right now. He couldn’t afford to let this drop dead gorgeous woman make the stupidest mistake of her life just because she couldn’t control her curiosity. And after his voraciousness with her a few minutes ago, there would be nothing to stop him from dragging her to the nearest bed if she came two feet near him again with that wanton look in her beautiful brown eyes. She needed to hate him. Crossing his arms over his chest, keeping his cool, he said, , “Why would I lie to you?”

“Because a man who hated black people wouldn’t make love like that!”

Without breaking eye contact with her, he pulled off his coveralls completely and then took off his shirt. Synthia waited with baited breath as he revealed himself to her and then she gasped as he turned around to show her his back. Something she hadn’t seen or just not noticed was a Confederate Flag Tatoo on his top right shoulder.

“What the fuck is that?!” Jason sneered at the top of his lungs but Synthia still couldn’t believe that whatever this man professed to be he was that man.

She didn’t want to believe it. “Whatever you did in the past is not you,” she said confidently. “You tell me this, but I feel something different. When you touch me and kiss me. You’re different.”

Colin went over to a desk and pulled out an envelope. Handing it to her, he said, “It happened ten years ago a week from now.” He swallowed hard and in a gruff voice, he forced out the lie, “And I don’t regret it.”

She snatched the envelope and looked in it to see it was a case file that showed
newspaper clippings and a copy of the DA report to show what the charges were. Not bothering to read the details, she tossed them on the couch. “That was the past. You’ve changed.”

“Dear lawd, woman!” he snarled. “What’s it going to take for you to leave me alone?”

Jason had picked up the file and started to look through it.

“I told you if you’d just let me ask you a few questions, get to know-“

“Synthia,” her brother said gravely.

His tone of voice made her stop what she was saying to look over her shoulder at him.

Jason had that look she hadn’t seen since he drove up to her college to tell her Trisha was in the fatal accident. “You should read this.”

“I read it.”

“No, you didn’t.”

Synthia moved over to him and looked down at the file that he had opened more and noticed the Howell Newspaper clippings on top. A cold draining feeling came over her as she realized Colin was the passenger in the car that had killed her best friend, Trisha Hickman.
Jason dropped the file and moved so fast, Colin wasn’t prepared as her brother hauled off and punched him in his face.

As large as the man was, Jason’s body strength behind his punch sent Colin backwards into the dining room over a table, landing on his stomach in the kitchen.


A LITTLE BIT OF SIN WON'T HURT -CHAPTER 14.1 (C) 2009 Sylvia Hubbard. All Rights Reserved.