Mystery Bride's Revenge (Selina)

Chapter 8

Selina never thought she'd see Trevon at Starlight Club, of all places.

"Selina, why are you here? Trevon, after checking the tab at the bar, decided to downstairs to look into Charm. Someone said a woman sounding like her had gone towards the bathroom. He followed and was stump CC Selina, the woman he was married to only in

name.

As Trevon strode over, his voice was deep, the kind that could make a girl's heart do flip-flops. He had that aura about him, the kind that filled the room, made stronger with each step he took. His sharp eyes, the way his suit fit just right over a clearly fit body, and the faint whiff of tobacco from him-it was all sorts of intense and attention-grabbing

"Hanging out at Starlight Club means) Im here to have fun. Did you get my last message?" Selina asked.

"Nope, haven't checked. Fm here to find someone."

Trevon stopped close to Selina, leaning in. "You've got some blood on you" he remarked, brushing off a speck from under her earring

Selina's face barely flinched. She'd been sloppy cleaning up after the scuffle, probably because she hadn't done it for years.

His eyes narrowed, drifting to the bathroom door left cracked open. "Someone's giving you trouble?"

"He won't be anymore, Selina replied, all chill. "And Trevon, let's get this straight I'm down for this charade of living together to deal with your family drama, but don't hail on me tomorrow at the service center, 3 PM sharp. You might have to step in."

phone buzzed. She glanced at it, hit answer, and started moving away. "Got another thing to handle. Catch you tomorrow.

her walk off and then headed into the bathroom himself. He found Kevin, looking like he'd been through a meat grinder, barely hanging on. Trevon kicked open each stall door, searching for

years ago? he

need?" came the voice on

Selina. I want a fall brief, and

review the club's security tapes

plea was weak, his vision blurry. He reached out,

disgust clear as day, and crushed his hand underfoot. The snap of bone was

into a

and picked up

Your band's guitarist was in a wreck on his way over! And it's serious" Selina was thrown for a loop.

her passion. She didn't

just good;

flashing through her mind. It had been forever since she played. She was scared she'd fall out of

was

of resolve,

Lydia's voice brightened "Tonight, well set Starlight

"Let's rock"

Selina felt the room's

kind of pudgy, bespectacled woman in her forties who seemed nice but was pacing like a nervous wreck. She rushed over to Lydia, rattled