Through The Grapevine

By Sherie Keys

Colby Porter is head over heels in love with his fiance Tiffany Blaise. He is the most committed and loyal man a woman could ever want.

However, everything changes when Colby hears through the grapevine that his fiance might not be as loyal to him as he thinks.

Tired of listening to rumors and gossip, Colby wants to see the truth with his own eyes and so he embarks on a race against time to try and catch his wife-to-be in the arms of another man.

Is Colby heading for heartbreak or could there be more to this situation than meets the eye?

• Language: English
• Publisher: BWWM Romance
• Release date: Mar 27, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524259907

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BOOK DESCRIPTION

Colby Porter is head over heels in love with his fiance Tiffany Blaise. He is the most committed and loyal man a woman could ever want.

However, everything changes when Colby hears through the grapevine that his fiance might not be as loyal to him as he thinks.

Tired of listening to rumors and gossip, Colby wants to see the truth with his own eyes and so he embarks on a race against time to try and catch his wife-to-be in the arms of another man.

Is Colby heading for heartbreak or could there be more to this situation than meets the eye?

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Table Of Contents

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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter One

The Los Angeles sun shone down brightly on the city, and the warm winter air danced through the palm fronds that basked in the light. It also shone on two young women who were strolling down Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. One of them was tall and blonde, like many women in Los Angeles, sporting a trim and fit figure, blue eyes, red lips, and her daddy's credit card, that knew no real limits.

The other woman was not quite as tall, not quite as slender; although she was very fit, and her curves were much rounder than those of the blonde girl. This girl had dark mahogany skin and warm brown eyes, and her black hair was curled and wavy, hanging down her back to her full hips. She was a stunning beauty; she was often compared to Halle Berry, although with longer hair, of course.

They were both fairly well off as Beverly Hills ladies go, but Tiffany, the blonde woman, was much more comfortable and at home in her native Southern California, while Shannon, who had moved to Los Angeles from Denver, Colorado, was not quite as comfortable in the Barbie girl world.

Though they were quite different on the outside and on the inside as well, they had become the best of friends, and both of them were glad to have each other.

This particular warm, sunny winter day was falling closer to the end of winter and the beginning of spring, and the ladies were shopping for a very special upcoming occasion.

Tiffany was going to be married in three short weeks, and Shannon was helping her find all the things that young brides need at the last minute to make everything perfect. They had gone to the spa for skin treatments, facials, wraps, manicures, pedicures, and massages, and they had perused the stores they knew so well up and down Rodeo Drive, purchasing different things here and there, and now that it was getting to be shortly after noon, they were both ready for lunch.

They stopped at a little bistro that featured a lovely garden complete with fountain, over hanging trees, and fairy lights wound around lattices that afforded some small semblance of privacy.

The ladies ordered their lunch and each of them was slowly nursing a flavored martini when a thickly muscled, tall, good looking man walked through the patio door of the restaurant. His hair was golden, his skin was tanned, his eyes were blue, and his muscles were enormous. He strode over to the table with a grin and a subtle look of surprise.

Tiffany! Baby, imagine running into you here! he said, with a halfcocked smile and a lurid wink. She bounced up out of her seat as Shannon looked up at the man and raised one eyebrow.

Tiffany flashed him a diamond bright grin and squealed, Ronnie! How are you doing? she gushed, as if there couldn't possibly be anyone else on the planet she would rather see.

He reached around her thighs with both arms and lifted her off the ground, holding her tightly to him and grinning with a soft moan as she leaned in and kissed his mouth softly and quickly. He shook his head at her and smiled, letting her slide down his torso slowly until both of his hands were clasped tight around her ass and his fingers found their way beneath the hem of her mini skirt.

He stroked his fingers back and forth where they could barely be seen and he planted his mouth on hers firmly, kissing her hard and deep for a long moment, both of them beginning to moan to each other, and then he very slowly let her down all the way, until her toes touched the ground.

She looked up at him with a shine in her eyes and a wide, happy grin, and he squeezed her ass tightly with both of his hands and then leaned down and kissed her hard, again.

You need to come by and see me, and then we need to go spend some real time together soon. It's been too long since I had you all to myself, he said in a low sexy voice. She giggled and turned her head away from him in a pseudo coy move and he grunted at her as if he was hungry for her.

She seemed to have forgotten that she wasn't alone until Shannon, who had watched the entire interaction with disgust, coughed loudly and continuously until Tiffany turned and glanced at her friend over her shoulder.

Oh, uh, Ron, you remember my friend Shannon, right? she asked lightly as if they had all been friends. Shannon vaguely remembered meeting him once at the gym.

Ron looked at Shannon and jerked his head slightly. What's up? he asked coolly, and then turned his attention back to the blonde-haired woman in his hands. So let's get this thing going, alright, babe? he said with a wide grin and another wink.

She nodded enthusiastically, and kissed him intimately again before he waved and strutted off. She sat down next to Shannon once more with a day dreamy look in her eyes.

Shannon narrowed her eyes at Tiffany. Who was that? Shannon asked, with irritation.

Tiffany rolled her eyes. Oh, he's just a friend. He's so amazing, isn't he?

Shannon lowered her brows at Tiffany. I have guy friends, Tiff, that's not how we hug each other and say hello. Not even my close guy friends.

Tiffany shrugged and sipped her martini. So what do you think you'll order for lunch? I hear the French Onion soup here is to die for.

Shannon leaned back in her chair and shook her head. "Oh no you don't. I want to know what's going on between you and Ronnie."

Tiffany shrugged and looked away from her, checking out the menu with laser beam intensity. Caesar salad could be good, too. 

Tiffany! Shannon snapped at her friend and nudged her with her elbow. Spill it!

Tiffany sighed and looked at her friend with a small smile and slightly guilty eyes. Well, I guess I could tell you, but you have to swear that you won't say anything to anyone. She thrust her hand out and waggled her pinky finger in Shannon's face. Pinky promise me?

Shannon sighed. She rarely failed to feel as if they were in high school when it came to the way that Tiffany often acted. Shannon obliged her and held her pinky finger out, and the two of them curled their fingers together and solidified the vow with a solemn promise not to share any information about what was going to be disclosed between them, with anyone else.

Pinky promise made, Tiffany breathed an audible sigh of relief and leaned forward to confide in her best friend. Well, she said in a hushed voice with a conspiratorial air, "I met Ron at the gym a little while back, and he was helping me with my workouts every day because he's a personal trainer. Then day, we were in the yoga room working on stretches, and things got really hot between us and we just kind of... did it.

He is so good, Shannon, you have no idea. Anyway, we just kind of fool around now on the side, and we sneak some hanky panky at the gym when I'm there, but that's it." She grinned as if she had just shared the location of Amelia Earhart's lost plane.

Shannon, who could not believe what she had just heard, stared at her friend in poorly disguised horror. Tiffany! You've got to be kidding me! How could you do that? You're getting married to Colby in three weeks!

Tiffany slumped in her seat for a moment and pouted, pushing her little red lips out in a frown. "Yeah. I