won’t even see him.
Tatum knew that she wasn’t over Ree, and she wasn’t sure if she was prepared for even the slight chance that she would see him again. It was easier this way, with him being there and her being here. It made her feel like it was impossible for them to be together. And although she wasn’t sure what the real problem was, Tatum was scared of the love that she felt for him.
It’s just a couple of days…it’s only a couple of days.
But in the back of her mind, Tatum couldn’t help but wonder what Jamaica had in store.
“ Good afternoon Mr. Knights.”
“ Hello ladies.”
“ Hi Mr. Knights, how are you?” Another beautiful woman greeted.
“ I’m well…how are you Megan?”
“ Better now,” she smiled. Another woman intervened.
“ Hello Mr. Knights, can I get you anything?”
“ No, I’m fine sweetheart.”
“ That you are,” she whispered to another woman, as they both giggled.
From left to right, Ree was serenaded with greetings and advances from gorgeous women of all ages, shapes, and colors.
Employees, guests, potential guests, departing guests, they all loved him.
“ Ehllo Mistah Knights, dah weadah lookah quite right tahday, no?” A leggy, model-type, native of the island questioned, as she strutted through the lobby in her string bikini and high heeled sandals. She smiled seductively at him and Ree couldn’t help but give her his brief, but undivided attention. As he glanced up from his paperwork, he gave her the once over approvingly.
“ Indeed,” he answered with a smirk and then focused back on the sales reports in his hands.
He continued to make his way through the lobby, his walk and powerful swagger demanding attention. His stance, broad shoulders and sculpted tattooed arms, chiseled handsome face, and dark eyes, couldn’t help but reveal his thug appeal. But other new elements told a different story, like the slight glow in his brown skin and the new calm in his face. It told a story of Jamaica treating Ree extremely well. In fact, he wasn’t even Respect, or Ree, anymore, at least not to them. He was Sean Knights. Respect was left back in the states.
The hotel business had not only been profitable to him, but had also added a sense of stability to his life. He never had to look over his shoulder or worry about anything, because besides the fact that he was legit now, the people of Jamaica loved and respected him so much. They would go to great lengths to protect him and his family, they were like Jamaica's royalty, and that brought him a sense of peace.
Still, the side of Ree that craved adventure, excitement, the side that ran the streets, and ran them well, found it a little difficult to still, after all of this time, become adjusted.
He reached the main desk, and sat the papers down as the front desk clerk checked in a couple. Ree looked at them quickly, and had to do a double take, the woman had a familiar smile. A smile, like her. He glanced at her for a couple of seconds, lost in his thoughts. When she grinned wider, completely captivated by him, he realized that he was staring. He shook his head lightly, to shake his reminiscent thoughts of Tatum away.
“ My apologies… It’s just for a second, you reminded me of someone.” He spoke to the woman, but still acknowledged her husband, or boyfriend in respec t. The woman was hypnotized. Every thing about Ree, from his handsome face, muscular build, his sexy dreads that he wore pulled back, his appealing lips, his dark eyes, confident yet nonchalant demeanor, all of it made her melt. She took it all in.
“ Oh please, it’s fine…no problem,” she smiled, as her man looked at her with raised eyebrows. She was flirting as if he weren’t there.
“ Enjoy your stay,” Ree coolly added to them both, making his way to the back office.
Tatum, I’m not coming back, and I want you to come with me…
… I can’t……
Ree found himself thinking back to the last time they
Tatum knew that she wasn’t over Ree, and she wasn’t sure if she was prepared for even the slight chance that she would see him again. It was easier this way, with him being there and her being here. It made her feel like it was impossible for them to be together. And although she wasn’t sure what the real problem was, Tatum was scared of the love that she felt for him.
It’s just a couple of days…it’s only a couple of days.
But in the back of her mind, Tatum couldn’t help but wonder what Jamaica had in store.
“ Good afternoon Mr. Knights.”
“ Hello ladies.”
“ Hi Mr. Knights, how are you?” Another beautiful woman greeted.
“ I’m well…how are you Megan?”
“ Better now,” she smiled. Another woman intervened.
“ Hello Mr. Knights, can I get you anything?”
“ No, I’m fine sweetheart.”
“ That you are,” she whispered to another woman, as they both giggled.
From left to right, Ree was serenaded with greetings and advances from gorgeous women of all ages, shapes, and colors.
Employees, guests, potential guests, departing guests, they all loved him.
“ Ehllo Mistah Knights, dah weadah lookah quite right tahday, no?” A leggy, model-type, native of the island questioned, as she strutted through the lobby in her string bikini and high heeled sandals. She smiled seductively at him and Ree couldn’t help but give her his brief, but undivided attention. As he glanced up from his paperwork, he gave her the once over approvingly.
“ Indeed,” he answered with a smirk and then focused back on the sales reports in his hands.
He continued to make his way through the lobby, his walk and powerful swagger demanding attention. His stance, broad shoulders and sculpted tattooed arms, chiseled handsome face, and dark eyes, couldn’t help but reveal his thug appeal. But other new elements told a different story, like the slight glow in his brown skin and the new calm in his face. It told a story of Jamaica treating Ree extremely well. In fact, he wasn’t even Respect, or Ree, anymore, at least not to them. He was Sean Knights. Respect was left back in the states.
The hotel business had not only been profitable to him, but had also added a sense of stability to his life. He never had to look over his shoulder or worry about anything, because besides the fact that he was legit now, the people of Jamaica loved and respected him so much. They would go to great lengths to protect him and his family, they were like Jamaica's royalty, and that brought him a sense of peace.
Still, the side of Ree that craved adventure, excitement, the side that ran the streets, and ran them well, found it a little difficult to still, after all of this time, become adjusted.
He reached the main desk, and sat the papers down as the front desk clerk checked in a couple. Ree looked at them quickly, and had to do a double take, the woman had a familiar smile. A smile, like her. He glanced at her for a couple of seconds, lost in his thoughts. When she grinned wider, completely captivated by him, he realized that he was staring. He shook his head lightly, to shake his reminiscent thoughts of Tatum away.
“ My apologies… It’s just for a second, you reminded me of someone.” He spoke to the woman, but still acknowledged her husband, or boyfriend in respec t. The woman was hypnotized. Every thing about Ree, from his handsome face, muscular build, his sexy dreads that he wore pulled back, his appealing lips, his dark eyes, confident yet nonchalant demeanor, all of it made her melt. She took it all in.
“ Oh please, it’s fine…no problem,” she smiled, as her man looked at her with raised eyebrows. She was flirting as if he weren’t there.
“ Enjoy your stay,” Ree coolly added to them both, making his way to the back office.
Tatum, I’m not coming back, and I want you to come with me…
… I can’t……
Ree found himself thinking back to the last time they
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