exactly where they needed to be. Then she pulled on a hip-hugging black skirt, not too short but not too long, along with a red, form-fitting blouse. She finished the outfit off with a pair of black open-toe platform heels, red lipstick, and her signature yellow silk scarf. She didn’t need to do anything for her mocha-brown skin. Her skin was one of her best features and she alway glowed.
Set for the day, Jada cruised to work in the company car. The dealership always gave her the latest vehicle to drive. Not one of their super expensive brands but something nice. In this case it was a black C-Class Mercedes: leather interior, satellite radio, and a big old sunroof. None of those signs saying it was a loaner car for such-and-such auto dealer, either. Wild Alpha didn’t need to advertise like that. The car was just one of the ways her boss, Brandon’s dad, treated her right. She hoped that Brandon was cut from the same cloth.
“Hey, girl,” Amanda said as Jada walked in the door.
Jada smiled and walked up to the reception desk. The dealership had just opened and salesmen were still coming in and getting settled at their desks.
“I heard about what happened. Are you all right?”
Immediately Jada’s thoughts went to her and Brandon. Amanda had heard. Had the hikers seen? Jada didn’t mind sharing her personal life with her girlfriends, especially Amanda, but was it public already?
“You heard?”
“Yeah. I heard about the accident and that creep. Are you going to testify against him?”
That’s what she was talking about. “Yeah,” Jada said. “I think so.”
“So what about you and Brandon?” Amanda asked with a grin.
Even the sound of Brandon’s name made Jada tingle down there.
“What about us?”
“Don’t hold out on me, girl. I know he brought you home after the police station.”
Damn. That was the fun of living in a small town. Everybody knew everything. Amanda had a brother on the police force, so it didn’t surprise Jada that she knew this, but still. “He brought me home, that’s it,” Jada said, not quite ready to share her secret.
“That’s all I need,” Amanda said with a smile. “FYI—you look hot today.”
“Thanks for noticing.” Jada was pretty sure Amanda understood that whatever had happened or hadn’t happened with Brandon, she wasn’t ready to discuss it yet. “And, Amanda. I’ll tell you if something really happens.”
“You go, girl.”
Jada grinned and went to her desk. All morning she waited eagerly for Brandon to arrive, but he never showed. The morning probably got away on him, she thought. She ate her lunch and waited expectantly, but it was the same thing. Brandon never showed. Greg was there, and Amanda, and the mechanics, but nobody said a word about Brandon, and Jada wasn’t about to go asking. As the day progressed, she realized that maybe she’d been right all along. A leopard didn’t change its spots. The new Brandon had been too good to be true. She left work that evening, not pleased, but at least settled in the fact that she and Brandon had shared one amazing afternoon together.
Halfway home, Jada realized she had forgotten her purse. Unfortunately, it contained her bank card, her house keys and pretty much everything else she needed to live her life. Jada did a quick U-turn and hoped that the dealership would still be open. The cleaning crew usually came on Wednesdays, so she was pretty sure she’d be able to sneak in and grab her stuff.
When Jada arrived, the dimmed lights were shining down on the sports cars in the showroom, but the door was locked. This was getting better and better. Now she’d have to call a locksmith for her apartment, or maybe Amanda could tell her who could get hold of a spare set for the showroom. Yeah, that might be the way to go.
Jada was so busy trying to figure out her next move that at first she didn’t pay much attention to the woman in the sedan parked under the street lamp. From what she could see