Thea

Thea was embarrassed as the word 'harder' slipped from her mouth. Her mind instantly replayed a vision of her grinding herself into his hardness. He should have been Jamal. She had fallen asleep waiting for her husband. When she heard the noise at the door, she had expected Jamal, so she should have kissed Jamal.

What was infuriating was that they were two completely different people. Hank had a beard and Jamal was clean shaven. She should have felt the differences. They even smelled different. These were the things she should have picked up on yet she had been too horny to care.

He wasn't wrong when he said she assaulted him. She should apologize instead of arguing. She didn't want a sexual assault case on her nor did she want Jamal finding out. Hank didn't look like he could do either but it was best to be careful.

"It won't happen again," she said quietly under her breath.

Hank didn't reply but their eyes met as he looked at her through the rear view mirror. Thea took the trinket box she was going to deliver from her bag and fingered the new jewel she'd set in the pendant.

Fixing expensive jewelry or changing stones on some of them was her passion. Thea preferred fixing to actually making. She felt more useful doing so, it made her think people actually trusted their highly priced treasures with her. Of course, she'd made some chains and wristbands for Jamal but it still didn't give her the same feeling as refurbishing did.

Thea looked up from the box when the car stopped. She got out of the car and rang the bell to the house she was dropping the jewelry at. The maid answered and smiled when she recognized her. Thea passed the box to her and sent her regards to her boss.

Her customers were hardly around when she went around delivering their fixed jewelry. They were mostly her father's friends and acquaintances, so she could always see them at some events or gatherings and listen to how much they liked what she'd done.

"You can close for the day," she said to Hank as she got back into the car.

"I can take you home then."

How presumptuous. "I'm not going home. I've to see a friend, shop around and run some errands."

"Then I'll drive you around."

"You don't have to." Was she going to grovel to make him leave her alone?

"It's my job, I will be getting paid for it and I'm not sure the boss will like me clocking out this early."

"I'm actually your boss, and you can go home when I tell you to."

"I disagree, ma'am."

"Ma'am? Please stop with all that, I'm Thea." Hank thought he was talking to his female officers in the military, and the way he kept addressing her irked her to no limit.

"Then Thea, can you make my job less difficult by sitting your fancy ass down and allowing me do my job?" He looked back at her and asked, "Can you do that, Thea?"

Apparently, when he wasn't calling her 'Woman' or 'Ma'am', he was calling her 'Fancy Ass'. Thea didn't request for a driver, she had never even mentioned it so why would her 'precious husband' spring this up on her? She needed to speak with Jamal ASAP, she couldn't take it any longer.

"Look, buddy, I never asked for this. Matter of fact, you're in my way."

"Am I fired?"

"That's not what I'm saying."

"Where would you like to go then?"

Thea gave up. "Take me to my husband's office."

Thea got her phone from her bag and tried to call Jamal. He didn't like her calling him so early at work but she didn't want to stop by unannounced. His phone rang and she hung up when it went to voicemail. Thea bit her nails as Hank drove, the car was too silent. If she was driving, she would have tuned the radio to her favorite channel.

Jamal was surprisingly not in any meeting when she arrived at the office. He was frowning over a paper he was reading from.

"Darling!" she called and she smiled when his face broke into a smile.

"What are you doing here, Thea?" He got up from his seat and came to stand beside her.

Thea hugged him and he kissed her briefly on the lips. She sat on the large sofa near his desk and pulled him with her.

"So, this driver you hired without my consent..."

"He's actually an ex military guy, you need him."

"And why is that?" she asked sweetly.

"I don't want you telling your dad this, but I've been getting threats from some clients and I want you safe."

Thea was alarmed. "Jesus, babe. Are you serious?"

"Yea. It's giving me lots of sleepless nights and I don't want anything crazy happening to you."

"Of course." She had been difficult without knowing it was all for her own good.

"I didn't want to get you panicky but you can't get rid of him. At least not yet, there's an investigation going on already to know if the threat is serious or not."

"Okay. Thanks for looking out for me."

"Always."

Thea smiled when Jamal pulled her in for a hug. One of his employees came in and Thea watched their interaction. She should have gone home to change from her large tee and biker short. Thea didn't like looking like a scrap beside his employees, especially when Jamal spent all his hours with them.

Jamal waved her goodbye as she stood from the sofa, but she went to his desk and kissed him instead of returning the wave. Who waved at their wife? She needed to school him in the art of PDA.

Thea was smiling as she got into the car. She told Hank who was looking at her mysteriously that she was going to the saloon. She needed some serious touch up, her eyebrows were blond again, so was her eyelashes and she could use a layer of spray tan.

She didn't like people knowing she was an albino. It was weird having a genetic mutation of any sort. When her father had been sourcing out random eggs to fertilize because he didn't need a wife, he hadn't thought about having an albino until she arrived.

Thea looked out the window as Hank drove into the driveway of the elusive saloon she frequented.

Few hours after getting all dolled up, Thea left the saloon and walked into the boutique beside it. She picked some wide leg pants and tossed them on the stool in the changing room.

The employee with Jamal had worn similar pants and Thea didn't know if her husband liked it. He had seemed close with the lady and Thea was beginning to wonder if they've ever kissed. Did he ever kiss her like Hank had kissed her this morning.

Oh, Lord.

She was becoming delusional. Thea couldn't believe she was suspecting her husband was cheating on her. Of course, he wasn't. He couldn't. They were perfect, they never fought and she tried not to argue or disagree with him. He had no reason whatsoever to cheat on her.

Thea paid for the items and left the bags in the store after promising the cashier that she was coming for them. There was a sex shop behind the boutique and she often times bought stuff from them. Today was a good day to spice up her nonexistent sex life.