Chapter Eight The Only One For Me

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Wynter  splept most of the ride to his house she woke up just as Tonio pulled up to a gate.  He pressed a button in ceiling of the truck and the gate opened. They entered the Mediterranean style house through  double doors that Tonio held open for her. Tonio watched as she walked into foyer that show cased a  white marble  floor  with a R in the center.  “Bienvenida a mi casa!”(welcome to my home)   He said.. Tonio felt happy showing his home to  Wynter this is the place he wanted to share with her. He took her hand and guided her through the house. “Why haven’t you purchased furniture?” She asked as he pulled her along

“I was waiting until all the renovations were complete and I really wasn’t in a rush,  as long as I have a bed to lay in I’m cool.”

“Men.”  She laughed.

“What’s that suppose to mean.”

“ The house is done right?”

“Yeah so.”

“ You should have had an interior decorator  in here helping you purchase furiniture, while the men worked on the place.”

“Would you help me to decorate .” He asked just as his phone rang. She watched him pull it off a clip on his belt  looking at it  intently. “ Look , I got to answer this. “ he walked away talking on the phone . Wynter walked in the opposite direction deciding to check out the upstairs maybe she would help him.

“What’s going on did they go past the house ?”

Yeah, they say the sensor lights were cut and the windows have been tampered with on the porch.”

“It’s that crazy bitch.”

We need proof . unless we actually have that, we can’t do anything.”

“The proof will come when someone finally gets hurt right.” He clicked off. 

Tonio found Wynter up in his room on the balcony.

She turned walking towards him. He felt at ease knowing she was safe with him. He would never let anyone hurt her again.  Wynter sensed that something had been bother him since they left the house earlier. “Are you ok.” She unconsciously caressed   his cheek. Looking up into his blue eyes intently

“I’m fine.”He lied. Kissing the palm of her hand.

Four Hours later.

They arrived at JFK airport. He held her hand as they walked at fast pace  toward a tall blonde who looked like model holding a sign with his name on it.

“Hello, I’m Antonio Rodriguez.”

Wynter watched the girl melt  holding out her slim hand. She was 5’11 the blonde had to be at least 6’1

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