Miss Opportunity - Ch. 9.3

While Royal and Delia enjoyed their family time to the full, Cami silently watched Diego. The man actually had a look of torment in his eyes. As if it pained him to see Delia so happy. The unhappy man soon wandered off.

Why do all these men keep crushing on Delia? Cami mused, feeling jealousy arise in her heart once again. And Diego wasn’t even rich, though she’d heard that he had his own small pressure washer business.

Hmm, Cami mused, wondering what kind of money pressure washers brought in. It won’t hurt to ask, she thought, getting up to follow Diego.

If he acts right, he might get lucky tonight, she mused, desperate for some positive male attention. She needed something to soothe her ego from all the polite rejections she’d had today.

Cami saw Diego deep in thought several yards up ahead. If she jogged a little, she could probably catch up to him in no time.

“It’s sickening, ain’t it?” Cami said, coming up behind the reflective man at a semi-jog.

“What’s sickening?” Diego asked, looking guarded as he turned around and faced her.

“Dee and her new man,” Cami replied with winter-green jealousy dripping from every word.

“They’re in love. People in love act like that sometimes.”

“Dee didn’t when she was with E-Blade and I know she loved him.”

Something akin to pain flashed in Diego’s eyes but only for a moment. “It sounds to me like you’re jealous of your cousin. You wouldn’t happen to want her man, would you?” he asked, looking as if he already had the answer to his question.

Cami scoffed, even as her face turned beet red. “I don’t want Dee’s leftovers. I can find my own man.”

“Are you sure about that? Because I’ve seen you checking Royal out on more than one occasion today. Looks like you want something from him.”

“You’re a fine one to talk, Diego. Don’t think I ain’t seen you slobbering over Dee all day, too,” Cami spat out, putting her hands on her hips.

“What man in his right mind wouldn’t slobber over a classy woman like that?” Diego replied, trying not to let his anger get the best of him. “Skanks like you come a dime a dozen. And you wonder why none of the men here took your bait.”

“Just for that, you ain’t getting none of this tonight,” Cami retorted, letting him know what her intentions for him had been during this visit. She even did a little sexy Shakira move to show him that she had great control over her hips.

“I never asked for any of that.” Diego sneered, getting the last word in before she turned and stalked away.

© 2008 by Suprina Frazier