Never the less my mind would not stop...and so, SLICK was created. Below you'll find a snippet from the book I plan to release in October of 2014, on Swift Killa's ten year anniversary! Like Swift Killas, I included real people, whom I highly respect and are near and dear to my heart. Gail Raghunanan, Isabel Casteneda, Burt Lord & Valencia Phillips. I hope that you all enjoy this tease as everything is still being written and completely subject to change.
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Slick Excerpt, to be edited, possible chapter name =
(Meeting Gail), (“The” island terrace)
With drink in hand, Devlin walked
out the room and onto the terrace to enjoy the warm Caribbean breeze. Inhaling
deeply he gazed up at the numerous stars in the night sky before taking a sip
of his rum & coke. A sense of safety washed over him and for the first time
since he was arrested he felt at ease. The carefully laid out plan over fifteen
years was coming to an end, all the pieces fitting into place, all the players
having done their part.
Then the winds shifted and he caught
a whiff of perfume, one he had not noticed before and instantly his defenses
went up like an impenetrable wall. Turning only slightly to catch the person in
his peripheral vision while keeping his eyes on the sky he was taken off guard
by the sudden compliment that flowed from the woman’s soft and sultry voice.
“Damn you’re handsome,” Intrigued, Devlin,
slowly turned his head to give her his full attention which left him slack
jawed. Before him stood a florid woman with heavy breasts and an ample bottom. Her chest mocked her stout frame, his eyes wavering around the bosom followed next by contours of her body that curved pleasantly inward, lightly cinched at the waist, before moving outward as the invisible line caressed the thickness of her thighs and the inoffensive large, rounded derriere, all tucked neatly inside a long black dress with a slit that seemed to reach to just below her buttocks.
“Was I too forward?” she asked while nursing a glass of wine in her left hand. Devlin inhaled again, wanting to indulge in her perfume.
“With compliments, there is no such thing.” Devlin quipped while leaning back against the stone railing, his body language inviting her to join him.
“Good,” she whispered extending her hand. “I’m Gail, Gail Raghunanan, Mr. Lillie’s personal accountant here on the island.” She introduced as Devlin took her hand into his only to pull himself closer to kiss the back of her hand.
“Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Raghunanan, I’m…” his boasting was cut short before he could complete his sentence, let alone his thought.
“Everyone on the island knows who you are Mr. Devlin. Please, call me Gail.” She said as Bryan stood up and looked into her soft brown eyes, instantly aware she was blushing.
“Bryan, please,” he said extending the invitation for her to also refer to him by first name. He had never felt so happy to have read those books on proper etiquette while in prison.
“I look forward to working with you,” she said leaning her head to the left where her shoulder caressed her long silky black hair leaving the right side of her neck exposed for him to glance at. “Mr. Lillie tells me you’ve secured the Mexican pipeline into Texas and have already set up distribution plans that will quadruple what Kevin Stone previously had in place.” He heard her words but could not listen, too fascinated by her Asian heritage. In high school he had seen Asian women in the halls and always found them attractive. From time to time there was an Asian in prison but seeing one was like catching a Unicorn in the cell next to you, capable only if you smoked on the blueberry yum-yum after lights out.
“I’m a man of action, I don’t stop until the job is done and let the results speak for themselves.” Devlin boasted and Gail smiled in response.
“Are you always this bold?” she asked leaning on the stone railing beside him. Devlin turned to keep her gaze and downed the last of him rum & coke.
“What’s it like working with Lillie, here?” Devlin said pulling back from his boasting to try and gain more insight on what was happening here on the island. Gail smiled back at him, fully aware of what Devlin was doing and yet finding it hard to keep her gaze from his lips.
“You work with him for years in prison, don’t you already know?” Altogether, Devlin, didn’t like Lillie telling people they did time together, let alone being associated with such a place. It usually left a bad impression and gave others the impression they were better than him.
“He’s been here enjoying the company of such beauty while I’ve been laying down the foundation to his empire. I’m afraid he and I are somewhat out of touch.” Devlin explained as she sipped on her wine.
“The same, I suppose. Lillie found me in Chicago a few years ago, working a dead end job and taking care of my parents. He offered me an opportunity and I jumped at it, thus I now live here taking care of the finances that keep the locals happy enough that they don’t storm the castle.”
“Are your parents well taken care of?” Devlin asked when the wind had taken hold of a strand of her hair and placed it across her face. Devlin wasted no time brushing the renegade strands of hair away from her face and back behind her ear where it belonged, relishing in having touched her soft, delicate skin.
“Thank you,” she said feeling the sensation of goose bumps along her neck arise at his touch. “And yes, my parents are. They get to take lavish vacations and they want for nothing.”
“We live a lavish lifestyle by doing evil things to good people, that doesn’t weigh on your conscious?” his words lingered in the air between them, she wasn’t sure if he was boasting or trying to warn her.
“There are no good people in this world anymore and if the commoners could do what we do, what you’ve done, they’d jump at the chance. They just don’t know how to do it without getting caught.” Gail answer grave.
“Can I tell you an evil truth, Gail Raghunanan?” Devlin asked just as serious. Gail blinked slowly, seductively and smiled slightly.
“Is there any other kind, Mr. Devlin?” Instinctively he licked his lips, though it wasn’t intentional.
“Since the moment I laid eyes on you, a moment ago, I wanted to get you out of that dress.” Devlin said placing the empty glass in his hand on the stone rail.
“That wouldn’t be very professional,” she said finishing the last of her wine before placing it beside his glass. “But since you’re being so honest I suppose it’s only fair I share with you an evil truth.”
“Please, by all means.” Devlin said. “Do.” Gail stepped close, she pressed her hands on his loose flowing white shirt and took hold of him by the collar so she could pull him down to her. Placing her lips so close to his ear he could feel her brushing against him ever so slightly, enticing him and taunting him.
“I’m afraid even in your wildest dreams you couldn’t handle this.” She whispered, licking the bottom of his ear ever so gently before pulling away. “The pleasure was all mine, Mr. Devlin, I look forward to working closely with you.” Gail said walking away, fully aware his eyes were glued to her ass.
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