Twonder (Completed)

Chapter 26: Meet and Greet

A couple days later

" What the fuck could this man have to say to me? Does Nathan know I'm here? None of this shit feels right!" Cleo chastised herself internally while she waited anxiously for Hector Padilla to join her in the visitor's room of the prison both he and Nathan resided in. When Ms. Shirley told Cleo Hector wanted to see her, Cleo's mind had been so focused on keeping Jess safe and handling that overbearing detective that she couldn't object properly. But now that she was actually in the act of meeting Mr. Padilla she was a nervous wreck.

" Ms. Jordan?" Cleo had been so stuck in her thoughts she hadn't even realized the Latino man who'd walked up on her.

" Gotdamn." Cleo let the whisper escape her lips by accident as she admired Hector's strong build, medium stature, and handsome face.

The tan skin was bronzed a beautiful golden, his hair curly and boyish, and his brown eyes were some of the prettiest she'd ever laid eyes on. Cleo was thinking they had a fucking modeling agency up in here, the way fine ass men such as Nathan and Hector milled about.

" Excuse me?" Hector smiled smugly and extended his hand so that Cleo could stand up. Once Cleo was on her feet she embraced the young man who couldn't have been but a couple years over thirty, and filled her mind with loving thoughts of Wakeem to keep her body from melting in this man's arms.

" Nice to meet you Mr. Padilla." Cleo said as the two sat back down at the table and really got a good look at each other. Hector noted the tremendous figure while Cleo was standing, but only now as he sat across from her, could he truly pay tribute to her sculpted cheekbones and entrancing eyes. Her beautifully curly hair begged for him to touch it, and the confident man acted on this urge.

" I guess you're not much for words now." Cleo giggled nervously as Hector reached across the table and twiddled a tendril of her curly hair between his fingers.

" Your hair is beautiful, it reminds me of my daughter's." A light caught in Hector's eye and even he couldn't tell if it was because of his only child or the beautiful woman in front of him.

" Jess is a good girl, a beautiful young woman. She's gonna give a lot of people a run for their money soon enough." Cleo smiled at the thought of the bond she shared with Jessica; she was really the sister she'd never had.

" Damn mami." Hector thought the words inwardly though the summation of such was pretty much plastered on his face.

Cleo's smile was down right intoxicating and the effects were somehow rendering him speechless, he had to sift through a million and one thoughts before he remembered what he actually wanted to talk to her about.

" She's the apple of my eye that's for sure. Which is why I was beyond enraged when I heard about what happened to her." Hector's eyes lost the spark and his whole demeanor darkened at the thought of the atrocity that'd been done to his baby girl.

" Do you want me to handle it?" Cleo's mind turned malicious as she remembered the last murder she committed, getting rid of that female who'd been ogling Kaline had cleansed her soul something peaceful, and right about now she wouldn't mind capturing that feeling again.

" Handle what mami?" Hector smiled despite himself and looked Cleo up and down; sizing her up fully, she didn't look like a murderer by anyone's means. Cleo drew the malignant nature to the forefront of her mind and did her best to display such through the hazel hue and green-flecked eyes that were currently enrapturing the man across from her. She had every intention of showing Jessica's dad that she was of a different breed, a silent breed of killer, that very few would ever know about.