Beauden & Yelena: A Miller's Pointe Christmas by Charity Shane

Author:Charity Shane [Shane, Charity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KMP
Published: 2023-12-15T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter

Nine

“I didn’t think you would answer,” Eddie says.

“I’m just in the room, getting ready for dinner. I answered because I figured it must be important.”

“Well, it’s not.” He titters. “I called to be nosy and messy. Things at the office are fine. As usual, ain’t nobody doing shit. It’s almost quitting time and nothing’s been done. When y’all go on this retreat, it’s a vacation for us. Honey, everybody’s on a break all day long. Of course…” He pauses for effect. “Not me though. I’m hard at work.” He laughs at his own lie.

“As long as my client files are sorted, I’m good.”

“Done. I worked on them all day yesterday. Today and Wednesday are light for me. I’ve been busy looking at restaurants in Houston. I’m so ready for this flight. I’m going to get fat and full.”

“I thought Damon’s family was cooking.”

“They are, on Christmas. I need to eat every day and according to TikTok, there’s some good ass food in H-town.”

“You and TikTok,” I scoff. I swear he learns everything from there. He’s always bringing in some dish he prepared because he saw it on TikTok. I can’t lie though, some of the recipes are good as hell and I often try to make them too.

“Says the woman that busted them salmon croquettes down,” he snaps.

“They were aight.”

“Girl, what the fuck ever,” he whispers into the phone. “You got me cursing in here with that lie. You tore them things up.”

“I may have a little,” I concede.

“So, what’s going on there though? Has Monalisa pissed everyone off yet?”

“On day one and I feel so bad for her husband. Todd looks miserable all the damn time.”

“All the time but you know what I think anyway.”

“That man is not gay.”

“I’m telling you. He’s only with her for the coinage because he clearly doesn’t like fish.”

“I can’t with you.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be milking a cow or something?”

“Tried and failed miserably.”

“What happened?”

“The damn cow kicked the bucket of milk all over me.”

His loud ass laughter almost bursts my eardrums. “Please tell me somebody took a picture of that.”

“They better not have. I will die. My ass was on the barn floor and milk was all over me. I was mortified. Thank God for Beauden.”

“What the hell is a Beauden?”

A fine ass, sexy ass, dark chocolate, heavenly man.

“The owner of the ranch. It’s actually Black-owned and filled with Black cowboys.”

“Chile! Excuse me as I drool. My ass would be prancing all of this dark chocolate around in that snow in some little ass shorts, with this ass hanging all the way out, honey.”

We both laugh at his antics. “What about the cold and Damon?”

“A little cold never hurt anybody and Damon would just have to understand,” he teases. We both know Damon would have no understanding. “I bet they look good.”

“Most of them are handsome.” Even Rufus is handsome with his rough edges and pot belly.

“Well, what about Beau-den?” Eddie asks, elongating his name. “I didn’t miss how you said his name.”

“He’s a tall, dark, and fine ass walking orgasm.

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