Page 87 of Finessed By A Hood White Boy

“What’s wrong? What happened?”

“I want to tell you, but I don’t want you to get yourself in trouble.” I began to cry.

“Hold up, don’t cry. Amore, talk to me.” He grabbed my shoulders, making me turn to completely face him.

I held my breath for a moment because I knew once I said what I had to say, shit was going to blow up.

“The other night, I went to drop some folders off to Trenton at his house. I think he was drinking and doing some other shit that had him off his rocker, but⁠—”

“But what?” He cut me off.

I could hear it in his voice that he was about to blow a fuse.

“He, um… he tried to force me⁠—”

“Force you to do what?” he abruptly hopped out of bed.

“Wait! Ethan, please get back in bed,” I begged.

“He tried to force you to do what?” he asked again.

I sat quietly.

“To have sex with him,” I shamefully whispered.

“What? Why are you just now telling me? I knew something was bothering you, but I didn’t think it was some shit like this.”

His face began to change colors, and so did his eyes.

“Wait, what are you doing?” I jumped up to stop him from putting his shoes on.

“I’ma go talk to him,” he nonchalantly said.

“No, wait.” I grabbed his arm. “Ethan, it’s three in the morning. Please calm down and just wait until the sun comes up, at least. I don’t want you going out and doing something you’ll get in trouble for.”

“I’m not worried about any of that.”

“Ethan, I’m serious.” I grabbed him again.

The color of his eyes made me nervous. The pulse in his temple was jumping, which told me his heart rate was up with anticipation. I knew, either way, he was going to address the situation, but I didn’t want him to handle it while angry though. Been there, done that, and it got me nowhere but in a jail cell.

“Promise me you’ll wait.” I pleaded with my eyes.

He didn’t say anything, but after having a stare down for a good fifteen seconds, he nodded his head.

“He put his hands on you, Amore. What the hell do I need to wait for?”

“Because I’m asking you to. He’s a public figure and so are you. If something happens to him, and your name is attached, it won’t turn out well.”

I prayed silently that he’d see things my way. He paced the room, deep in thought, while I stood nervously twiddling my damn fingers.

“Alright, I’ll wait until I’m calm enough,” he agreed.

I didn’t know I was holding my breath until my brain signaled me to exhale. I approached him and wrapped my arms around his waist, and pressed my forehead into his chest. His arms held me close as I listened to the beat of his heart. It was still beating fast, but the longer we stood in place, the more it slowed down. I guided him back to the bed, so we could lie down and go back to sleep.

It was bright and early when Ethan woke me up to breakfast in bed. I was still tired because I barely slept. I needed a pick-me-up, and no, I’m not referring to sex. Starbucks was calling my name, and that would be the first stop once we left the house. We dropped Savannah off at my parents’ because Ethan said we were going straight to the office to address the situation.

I was a ball of nerves because I didn’t know how everything was going to play out. Trenton’s mouth was reckless, but he had no bite to back it up. However, I knew Ethan was the total opposite. He was all bark and bite. Hand in hand, we walked through the building and then went up the elevator. Stephanie said Trenton was in a meeting, but Ethan wasn’t trying to hear any of that. He power-walked his ass to the conference room, damn near dragging me behind him. Stephanie was on our heels as she made faces and kept mouthing, ‘what’s going on?’ I could only shrug because I didn’t want to reply aloud. In my mind, I thought Ethan was going to just call him outside to have a private talk.