With the glint of early morning sunrise bathing the Los Angeles skyscrapers, the team plane approached LAX, delayed by fog on the outbound. As the jet landed with a thump, a chirp of rubber on asphalt, and the roar of reverse thrusting engines, Terrence Benjamin, shortstop for the local major league team, turned on his cell phone. He scrolled through the long list of missed calls and text messages from several admirers.
Adoring eyes tracked Terrence as he strolled through the airport in jeans, a V-neck white T that stretched across his broad, muscular chest, and unlaced Jordans. As he waited for his luggage, women passing by slowed down for a closer look. The attention never gets old - he was flattered. His handsome chiseled face, mysterious eyes and seductive smile captivated one woman into a stare.
His driver DJ was waiting curbside, standing near the open trunk of his Bentley. Chocolate, a swimsuit model, also waited, suggestively perched at the opened passenger door of her white ragtop Benz. Terrence’s gaze ratcheted from DJ to her. To sway his decision, she lifted the corner of her short skirt to reveal that she had already removed her panties.
DJ smiled in admiration and retrieved his bags from the curb. “I’ll deliver them to the lobby of your condo, sir.”
Terence slid him two crisp Benjamins. “Thank you, DJ. These women make it hard for a brotha’ to do the right thing.”
“I wish I had such troubles,” DJ said, his rueful tone only half kidding.
Tina Denise was born and raised in Southern California. She is married and has two wonderful children, a son who is a professional athlete and an academically talented daughter. She has enjoyed a long career in commercial real estate and is an avid sports enthusiast, both which serve as the backdrop for her debut novel.