“Slow,” Charlotte said and Trixie heard the intention with the word.Sloooooooooow.Charlotte cleared her throat yet again and Trixie was tempted to ask her if she had a sore throat. “How long have you been engaged?”
 
 “A while,” Trixie and Grant answered in unison and they looked at each other. They couldn’t decide on a timeframe and went with the generic answer. They would privately work out the details later.
 
 Meanwhile, Grant had to remember to breathe. Trixie had no idea the effect she had on him already. She was tall and graceful and spoke like a woman full of assurance. Even when she winked at him briefly, Grant felt his knees become weak.
 
 Surely, Trixie had to have known the impact she had on him. All her emotions were broadcasted in 4K glory and she could easily weather the most wicked of storms named Charlotte.
 
 “How lovely!” Charlotte practically screamed the words and it knocked the couple back to reality. “I can’t wait to see the wedding plans.”
 
 Charlotte said it twice which signaled to Trixie she wasn’t ready to see any plans and no plans that concerned Grant. She also knew she just become Charlotte’s enemy, even if she had no ill will towards the woman.
 
 ~~~~
 
 “So, this is where you’ll be sleeping tonight.” Maria opened one of the guest bedrooms and stepped inside as Trixie and Grant followed her. Trixie was floored by not only the size of the bedroom but also the interior.
 
 A grand, open room with floor-to-ceiling windows, and blackout shades (not curtains). The bathroom was even more impressive. It was the size of a one-bedroom apartment. It had porcelain everything and one of the biggest showers Trixie had ever seen.
 
 “Hey there,” Grant turned around as he soaped up his body, “want to join me, Princess?”
 
 Trixie removed her silk robe and stepped inside the large shower. “Don’t mind if I do.” Despite the shower having two showerheads, Trixie purposely moved to Grant’s. She did a glance at Grant’s muscular nude body. He was already getting hard. She wondered if he ever was soft.
 
 She soon felt his arms around her chest, squeezing her breasts as he kissed her neck. She closed her eyes breathed in his musky soap and relished his soft lips on her. She truly wondered how clean they were going to be in that session.
 
 Grant turned Trixie around and backed up against the shower. His lips were everywhere – her neck, her lips, her breasts, and down to her navel. He kneeled and kissed her clit before he moved back up. He simply winked at her. She knew she was in trouble then.
 
 One hand grabbed her throat while the other fingered her pussy, thumbing her clit. He inserted one finger, then two, and did a come hither motion that made Trixie gasp. She moaned and rode his fingers as Grant encouraged her.
 
 “That’s it, baby,” he kissed her hard as he let go of her neck, “say my name. Scream my name.”
 
 “Trixie!”
 
 Trixie blinked the image out of her mind. She looked down at her fingers to make sure she didn’t do anything obscene with them. She was safe. “Yes?”
 
 “I said did you like the room?” Maria asked. She was a fair-skinned Latina woman of average build and even more average demeanor. She knew she wasn’t like that in front of the rich white folks she’d served for years. With her friends and family, she was rather loud and bodacious. But she also knew she wasn’t getting paid the salary she was because of her real personality.
 
 Keeping quiet and keeping secrets was how the McGinnis family always operated. It was why Maria had stayed with the family as long as she did. She knew how to simplyshut the fuck up.
 
 It was no surprise to her to hear how Charlotte had a mini-panic attack to see Grant’s fiancée existed. Maria had overheard the various conversations Charlotte had had in the past several weeks with various friends of hers.
 
 What does she look like?
 
 What does she do?
 
 How did they meet?
 
 Why is he hiding her?
 
 No one in the family has met her? Not even the parents?
 
 How long have they been together?
 
 Do you think it’ll last?
 
 They’re getting married? Since when?!
 
 Oh, I hope Grant makes her sign the prenups of all prenups!
 
 With that ammo, Charlotte anticipated Trixie’s arrival more than anyone in the family. She was going to grill the poor woman. Maria just hoped Trixie was prepared.