Ivy's Twisted Vine Redux Latrivia Nelson (best selling autobiographies .txt) 📖

“Wait, what are you doing?” Emerald said taking her card away from her.

“Mom already took care of everything. We’re just here to check in.” Putting down the bags, he kissed her on the cheek. “Thanks for offering though.” He smiled at the desk attendant. “This is my new wife,” he said grabbing her by her waist.

“Congratulations.” The middle-aged heavyset black woman said looking at her computer. “Who may I ask is the suite’s name in?”

“Um…Winters.” He scratched his ear.

“Okay, Mr. & Mrs. Winters you are in Suite 241B. The bellboy will bring up your bags and should you need anything else during your stay…” she said handing him a small print out and a key. “Please give us a call.” She smiled approvingly at Trina.

“Thanks.” Trina turned her attention to the band. “This is so cool.”

“Well, we’ll come down in a little while and listen to them and maybe grab a bite to eat.” Emerald was ready to get into a nice warm bubble bath and start to celebrate the evening.

“That sounds good,” Trina slipped her arm around his and walked to the elevator. “I appreciate you being so understanding about me not wanting to leave the city with Ivy so close to having the baby.” She met his eyes as they stood in front of the elevator door.

“Please,” he said smirking. “She’s my sister, too.” He gave her a quick kiss. “I just can’t believe that we’re married.”

“I only hope we last more than one month.” She couldn’t take her eyes off his enchanting face. It seemed more wonderful now that it belonged only to her.

“We’ll last more than one life time.” His smiled left him. “This won’t be your last child. I can tell you that.”

“Really?” She wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him.

“I want at least five kids. Boys or girls. It doesn’t matter to me.”

“Five!” Trina exclaimed laughing. “Boy, please…” She looked up in total shock.

As the elevator doors opened, Emerald made eye contact with Grey who was standing in the elevator with his arm wrapped around Kit’s waist and smiling as he whispered something in her ear. Nearly falling back as he realized that Ivy’s brother stood before him, he quickly removed his hand and stepped out of the elevator straightening his wrinkled suite.

Emerald did not move. His eyes were fixed on Grey with his jaw was clenched tight. Eyes squinting, his lips pierced and his body now upright and rigid, Emerald stood opposite his soon to be brother-in-law infuriated. His suspicions now confirmed, he had a bone to pick with Grey.

“Honey, why don’t you go on upstairs, and I’ll meet you in a moment.” Emerald said giving Trina a look so uncompromising she could not help but obey his first command of their relationship. Taking the slide key out of Emerald’s hand, Trina stepped onto the elevator as Kit stepped out. “Bitch,” Trina said wishing that she hadn’t been pregnant, because at the moment she would have beat both of their asses.

“I’ll meet you at the car, Kit.” Grey’s eyes danced around while he fumbled around in his coat pockets for the keys. Finally giving them to Kit, she looked oddly at him and briskly walked off switching down the corridor to the sound of the music. An old work habit.

“Is this the meeting you had to rush off to?” Emerald wasted no time with small talk. He had been around the block enough times to know what he had just seen.

“I was taking my friend to dinner. She just flew in and room service doesn’t have anything that she wants. ” Grey prepared himself for the battle.

“Dinner after or before you bone her?”

“I do believe that is my business.” Grey tried to lower his voice. “You have no right to I assume I slept with that woman.” He looked around to make sure that they were not causing a scene.

“I have no right to assume that you didn’t either.” Irritated silence. “And I know that you did you low life son of bitch.”

Grey was ready to level with him. “Okay, man to man, I took her upstairs and knocked a fucking hole through her back.” He paced the hall. “I’m tired of playing the perfect guy. I am horny, and my fiancée is pregnant. Sorry to tell you, but jacking off doesn’t do it for me.” He waited on a reply.

“You’re a poor excuse for a man, and pretty soon, Ivy’s gonna see it and leave your ass for good. When she does, I’ll be there to make sure that she never gives you another chance. In fact, the only reason that I’m not on the phone with her right now is because you’re going to tell her.” The look in his hooded intensely green eyes was menacing and suggestive.

“Am I? And what gave you that idea?” He put his hands in his pants pockets.

“Because if I have to call her, it will be to tell her everything, including about your attempt to blackmail Trina over Nicola.” Emerald sucked his teeth. “And just so we’re clear, I’ve never thought for one minute that you were good enough for my sister.”

“Well, it’s a good thing that our marriage isn’t contingent upon your opinion,” Grey huffed. “Okay. Okay, I’ll play along. I’ll explain my side to Ivy tonight. Although, I’ve got to tell you, I don’t think that it’ll make much difference.”

“Why is that?” Emerald’s curiosity was exposed.

“You have no idea what type of situation this has been. I know that you want to side with your dear sister, but nine months ago she was doing the same thing. So, fuck the threats. I’ll tell her, but I can guarantee that she won’t leave me. She’ll understand. She always does. This is my first offense. You always get a second chance on a second offense.”

“You may think that you’re a good businessman Grey. And there is no doubt in my mind that