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  Choosing HER

  Jessika Klide

  Edited by

  Maria Clark

  Copyright © 2017 Jessika Klide, LLC

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, events and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarities to actual events and persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, named features, artists and bands are assumed to be the property of their respective owners, and are used for reference and without permission. The publication / use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used.

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  Contents

  Also by Jessika Klide

  Choosing HER

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Saving HER

  About the Author

  Also by Jessika Klide

  Siri’s Heart Book Series (Must be read in order)

  Before HER

  Seeing HER

  Meeting Her

  Deceiving HER

  Denying HER

  Choosing HER

  Saving HER

  Doubting HER

  Taming HER

  Claiming HER

  Losing HER

  The End Of HER

  Standalones

  Donut Dilemma (Romantic Comedy)

  I Hope You Dance (Older man/ Younger woman Second Chance Romance)

  SAM, I AM (Companion Novel to Siri’s Heart Series)

  Holiday Novellas

  Zane, A Scrooged Christmas

  Choosing HER

  After a passion filled night, Siri Wright and Aurei Moore continue their daringly physical affair, spending the entire day together at Aurei’s farm.

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  When evening comes, they have their first official date. Aurei takes Siri to his local stomping ground, The Stallion. Curious to learn more about the mysterious man of her dreams from his childhood friends, she discovers Aurei keeps secrets from everyone, and she is not the only woman who has set her sights on seducing him.

  Praise for Jessika Klide

  The story is filled with many emotions. Siri and Aurei are great strong characters. No matter what happens, Siri and Aurei are perfect together. The chemistry between Siri and Aurei is off the charts sizzling.

  ~ By Dani Marlowe

  Siri and Aurei are definitely my favorite book couple and I can’t wait to see what secrets will be revealed next. Love Jessika she is definitely one of my One-Click authors!

  ~ By Mindy

  OMG.......I couldn’t put this down. I was excited to see what happens next with the couple Siri & Aurei. For the first time she finds out something about Aurei and she puts a certain person in there place.

  ~ By Diana Lopez

  May you dance

  through life

  with lots of love

  and

  more than a few

  happy endings!

  Jessika Klide

  Everyone has secrets

  Chapter One

  Aurei pulls the truck into his parking spot next to my car. I turn and ask him as he switches it off. "Do you believe in Karma, Aurei?"

  He opens the door and tells me right before he closes it. "I believe in destiny." He grins and walks around to my side. I wait, knowing he wants to open the door for me.

  We walk hand in hand and see Mrs. Smith walking up to Building B. She sees us and claps her hands, giving us a thumbs up. I tell him. "Well, she approves even if Lucy won't."

  Aurei chuckles. "Yep, Lucy is a little hostile towards me."

  "A little?" We laugh as he opens the door and I walk through first. "More than a little." We re-clasp hands and continue through the lobby to the elevator.

  "Favorite food?"

  "Fried Chicken, but I don’t eat much of it anymore."

  "Did you play football in high school? Scratch that. I know you did. What position did you play?"

  "Yes, cornerback."

  "Favorite color?"

  "No." He rolls his eyes.

  I laugh, grab his arm and pull myself against him. "Just kidding."

  Aurei’s rests our clasped hands on my ass, and their positioning rolls my body into his. He hugs me tight against him. A guy our age joins us. He and Aurei exchange "Sup's." When the elevator doors open, an old couple comes out. They are both frowning and look so unhappy. After they pass, we enter, and I tell Aurei. "Please spank me if I get grumpy. Life is too short to be a grumpy fuck."

  "You got it." He hugs me up again and smiles down at me.

  The other dude agrees. "Really. YOLO!"

  When we arrive on Cloud 9, I automatically turn to the left to my apartment, but Aurei turns towards his. His grip tightens and he wins the tug of war with one pull.

  "We need to eat and I have food."

  "Can’t argue with that logic." I skip to catch up to him.

  "I’ll shower first, then nap while you get ready."

  "Deal. I can’t cook, but I make a mean sandwich."

  He grins as I start to sing "Happy" and break into the choreography.

  When we enter his apartment, he goes to the bathroom and I head to the kitchen still singing and dancing. I open the refrigerator to see what I can throw together for him. The usual items are all here, neat and organized. Coors Light is on the top shelf. "Want a beer?" He doesn't answer, so I resume "Happy" and open the freezer looking for a mug. Ah ha! I take one, pour him a beer and put it back. Opening the pantry, I find my favorite go to food, peanut butter. I put it and a loaf of bread on the counter, then get two plates. Back to the refrigerator, I find the jelly. I quickly whip us up my specialty, toasted PB&J's. I make him two with extra peanut butter, knowing he eats a lot from the amount of omelet he consumed this morning.

  I walk out onto the balcony while I eat mine and enjoy the view of the running trail. The sun is low in the sky. Popping the last bite in my mouth, I go back in. I hear Aurei humming. I take the beer out and swirl the liquid so the ice crystals around the edges break off and float on top. Pick up the plate with his sandwiches and head to the shower.

  He’s humming "Happy" and his tone is pitch perfect. Because HE IS PERFECT!

  Remembering this morning, I knock gently on the shower door with my elbow. A black eye would ruin a perfect day.

  He opens the door and I stick the frozen mug in. "Ah! You’re a good woman, Siri Wright." He takes it and drinks several big swallows. "AH, that hits the spot." He hands it back and I stick the sandwich in.

  "Here you go. I’ve made you my very own gourmet sam 'wich recipe." He opens his mouth and I stuff it in.

  He takes a huge bite, and mumbles "yum" as his head goes back under the water. I wait as he chews, then he comes back out smiling and opens his mouth again. I feed him the whole thing this way, then he washes it down with the beer. "That was a killer gourmet sam 'wich and beer. Thank you."

  "You’re welcome."

  He sets the beer mug on the top of the shower railing. "Let me shave, Sweet Thang, then we’ll go down to your place and you can get cleaned up."

  "Yes sir."

  He closes the shower door, and I go back into the bedroom. His bed looks so inviting. I set the plate down on the ni
ghtstand and I flop my satisfied, pounded body, spread eagle on his comforter. It's so soft. I close my eyes and listen to the water running and his humming.

  I feel like I've been rode hard and put up wet.

  I smile as I drift right off to sleep.

  A hero rides into my view from the fog. He sits naked bareback.

  Proud.

  I reach out and touch the horse.

  It's beautiful. White. Pure white. A Lipizzaner Stallion!

  Awe! Gorgeous!

  The hero sits the horse like he is Napoleon Bonaparte, commanding, confident but he is masked like the Lone Ranger.

  I walk toward him slowly, like Lady Godiva with only my hair covering my nakedness.

  He slides off the white stallion. His naked body is powerful, strong.

  I pause in front of him, waiting….

  He looks down at me.

  The love in his eyes makes my knees weak.

  I start to fall.

  He catches me, scooping me into his arms. I lay my head on his chest. I hear his heart beating.

  My heartbeat matches his. I feel so safe in his arms. "Are you going to save me?"

  "Yes."

  I smile. "Are you Napoleon?"

  "No."

  "Are you the Lone Ranger?"

  "No."

  I reach up and remove the mask. "Ah, it's you. You are my hero."

  "Yes, I am."

  "Will you save me?"

  He holds me tenderly.

  I smell his intoxicating scent and kiss his chest.

  He strokes my hair. " I got ya. Everything will be all right."

  I turn my head to see his face and smile. "I believe you."

  His jaw is firm and strong. I reach up and trace it with the tip of my finger. "Aurelius."

  Chapter Two

  I wake to the feeling of an over full bladder. When I open my eyes, the room is dark. The sun has set. I can hear Aurei breathing deep and even. It’s a beautiful, peaceful sound. He rolls over, laying his arm across me.

  It's so comfortable here. I hate to move, but I have to go tinkle.

  I pick his arm up and slide out from under it.

  I'll let him sleep while I take my shower.

  I sit up and climb over him gently so I don't wake him. Going into his bathroom, I close the door quietly trying not to let it click, then reach out and find a towel on the rack. I stuff it under the door so the light and sound are muffled. When I turn the light on, I discover I’m in my bathroom. He must have carried me down here. Well, this is perfect.

  I strip, then step into the shower and turn on the water. The warmth feels so good. It washes away the cob webs and the fatigue. I put my head under and let it run. When I blow water out of my mouth, I smile. Aurei does this too. "Halo" starts to play in my mind and I sing softly, humming as I go in and out of the water, washing my hair and my body quickly. When I’m finished, Aurei opens the door.

  "Here, Beautiful Thang, you forgot your towel." He holds the end out to me and I pat my face dry. When I look at him, I feel bad. He's ready to go, but damn, he looks divine. He is wearing a soft Columbia pale aqua shirt cut for his athletic build with a pair of soft overly distressed jeans.

  I tell him with a grimace. "I'm sorry I fell asleep."

  He smiles and opens the towel, inviting me to step in. "We've been working hard. I fell asleep too."

  I step out and he wraps me up in it like a papoose, then lifts me like a sack onto his shoulder. My head hangs down over his back with my feet dangling in front. I giggle. "Is this some sort of trickery?"

  "Yes, of the best kind." He sits me down on my bed and goes into my closet. "Let's see what you have in here to wear." I take the towel off, wrap my hair in it, and sit on the bed where he put me. He starts to go through my clothes. He looks over his shoulder at me. "Siri, put the towel back on. Otherwise, we aren't going to make it tonight. I'm going to get undressed and fuck your brains out until we are both zombies."

  I giggle. "Wow! I had no idea that's really how you make zombies."

  He chuckles and turns to my wardrobe. I wrap myself in the towel. "Ok, but not because I don't want to be a zombie, but because I really want to meet your friends."

  He laughs as he tosses me a black leather halter with pinstripes. "I like you in black leather and this reminds me of your dress last night."

  I laugh to myself with his choice. "This has matching pants." I tell him. The halter is cut exactly like my dress last night with a choke collar, no sleeves and a small heart opening at my chest which is highly suggestive but not as revealing. The outfit was designed for me by the same man who designed my Black & Blue Baby. It is the pantsuit I wear when Surreal has a promotional event to attend.

  "It's innocent enough and I'll be reminded all night of my heart." He gives me a wicked grin.

  "Whatever you say." I smirk as I turn around to put it on. Hooking the bottom of the halter top, I bend over to let my tits fill the special push-up bodice then lift the collar to snap. The matching pants land on the bed next to me and I can't help myself, I giggle again. What he doesn't know is the pin stripes are an iridescent material especially designed to reflect low lighting and black lights. I will stand out like a beacon on the dance floor.

  "Oh, no you don't. No trickery! You are wearing a bra! Hang on."

  "But Aurei."

  "No buts! You're wearing a bra." He turns to pick one.

  I walk up behind him, run my arms around his waist and kiss him between his shoulder blades. "This halter has built in pads. No nipples will show. See?" When he turns around, I unhook the collar letting the top fall off my tits.

  "That's trickery of the torturous kind."

  I cup them and lift them so he can see the special design. "See? Built in bra."

  He puts his hands over mine and runs his thumbs over the nipples. "I can't resist them."

  "Oh no you don't." I say as I back away. "We are going tonight. Tomorrow we can be zombies."

  He laughs. "I like the way you think."

  "Now go on, so I can get dressed without being groped."

  He laughs as he swats my ass going by. "I might like spanking that ass."

  "Humph!" I say as I step into the pants.

  He looks back at me as he goes out, stops, and takes a step back in. "Do you ever wear panties?"

  "Panties? What are those?"

  "Never mind." He calls from the kitchen. "Do you mind if I have another beer?"

  "No sir, help yourself."

  "Do you want one too?"

  "No thanks." I yell, smirking to myself. You are a Bad Thang! The pants are extreme low-rise cut. They finish less than 1/2 inch over 'his' heart. My entire tight, flat, super toned torso is exposed.

  Not innocent at all! I giggle quietly. He'll make me change if he sees, so I pull out a black blazer. And now for the finishing touch. I reach for my Christian Louboutin Biancas and slip them on.

  Back to the bathroom I go. Looking at my reflection, I tell myself. You look fly, Sista! Now, what to do with this hair? Blessed with hair that has natural curl and crazy natural body, it will do whatever I ask. The platinum streaks weigh it down enough so when it dries, it will be semi-straight but super full. I slap a little conditioner in it, scrunch it and it is good to go.

  Picking up my blue mascara, I push my pants off and apply it. I fan it with my hand to dry while I decide on makeup. I just can't bring myself to paint my face without being on stage and performing so I add only white glitter powder in a thin line above and below my eyes lids like eye liner then heavy black mascara. In the dark of the club, the glitter will reflect the low light, and in the black lights, they will be highlighted. A dancer's secret. Slipping into the jacket and buttoning the single button, I come out in under 15 minutes. I load my pockets with cash, my license and a credit card.

  Aurei is standing on the balcony finishing his beer when I walk up and stand next to him. I gave him a bump with my ass. He looks at me truly surprised. "Wow! That was fast. Are you ready?"


  "Yes, I'm ready." I slide my fingers between his and tug as I go back inside saying "Come on, let's go. I want to meet your friends."

  "Hang on." He says as he flips the light switch to illuminate the room. There are four huge rose bouquets sitting under the stripper pole and taped to it is an envelope with 'For Seary' written on it.

  "Oh my gosh! I completely forgot."

  He walks over to the stripper pole and pulls the envelope off. He hands it to me and I open it. There are 5 checks totally $45,000 inside and a zip drive.

  "Ha! They must have called Cat." I look at him and explain. "I have a side business called Fucking Fantasies and I charge $5,000 per. There were 9 last night."

  He smirks and then smiles. "I should have invested."

  "What?"

  "I need to confess something now. That's why I went to Been Jammin' to begin with. My business partner and I were offered an opportunity to invest in your Fucking Fantasies so I went to check you out."

  "Oh!" I say surprised, then I give him a sweet smile as I push my fingers through his hair. "You should have invested because I'm a money magnet."

  "You're a magnetic for sure." He leans over for a peck and I give him a butterfly kiss then drop down to the flower arrangements as he tapes the envelope back to the pole. "How did you manage to get a stripper pole installed?"

  "Money talks and …."

  "Shit walks. Yeah, I've heard that before."

  "Tomorrow I'll give you both a private lap dance and a private pole dance and you can pay your bet to me."