Edward: BBW (Members From Money Book 17) by Katie Dowe

Author:Katie Dowe [Dowe, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Adult Themes, Bachelor, Single Woman, Sensual, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, African American, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Family & Domestic Life, Billionaire Tycoons, Pregnancy, Mothers-To-Be, BWWM, Multicultural & Interracial, Urban, Members From Money, BWAM, BBW
Publisher: Afro Romance Books
Published: 2017-12-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 2

His voice slurred down the voice. “Come on, babe. Darling. I miss you. I’m sorry you thought I was being overprotective of you, but you have to realize, it’s only because I care about you.”

In the background, Vaneese’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. The mobile phone lay on the table with speakerphone, whilst Dijon and Vaneese sat next to each other on the sofa, part of the spectacle. One other person had joined the fiasco as well, Vaneese’s friend Kiara. Kiara had pale skin, short blonde hair, with sharp features that complimented it. She also wore an unbuttoned, palm tree patterned shirt over a plain white string vest, and jeans. Compared to Vaneese’s sleek, polished look, and Dijon’s comfortable pinstripe shirt and khaki shorts, Kiara resembled a tomboy, or, as admitted by both Vaneese and Kiara herself, a lesbian. Dijon stroked his wiry handlebar mustache, which had been subject to a torrent of jokes by all three women earlier.

“I sometimes pretend she’s my girlfriend if I’m out and getting unwanted attention,” Vaneese had confessed, the first time Aleshia found herself introduced to the pixie-faced individual. “You two should get on.”

“With a lesbian look-alike?” Aleshia knew Vaneese would be fishing for friends for her, but wasn’t sure if she liked the idea of the first choice in Miami’s vast selection of people to be someone who looked like they belonged in a gay bar.

Two hours into small talk, Aleshia had gotten the call from her ex. After one hurried conference in whether she should answer the call or not, with Aleshia vehemently saying, “No, I don’t want him to ruin my evening,” and Vaneese saying, “Let me talk to that fucker, I’ll rip him one,” Dijon and Kiara suggested it might be a good idea to answer since it was clearly bothering her. Dijon was the one who suggested speakerphone. Kiara suggested they all be quiet during the conversation.

All three quickly capitalized on their new plan developments. Aleshia, reluctantly goaded into it, agreed – if only so she wasn’t forced to talk to Peter alone, without any support nearby.

“If you cared about me at all, Peter,” Aleshia said, inhaling long through her nose in a futile attempt to calm herself down, “You would stop doing this. You’re trying to make me feel bad so I will go back to you.”

“I don’t understand,” the wheedling voice came back, suffused with hurt dignity. “Can’t you see how hard I’m trying? You’re the one pushing me away, you’re the one rejecting me, and all I’m doing is coming on my knees to beg you to take me back.”

Quietly, Vaneese hissed in tandem with Kiara. Dijon, who was taking a hearty drink of Glenfiddich whiskey, clamped a hand over his mouth as he resisted the urge to cough. His face went red with the effort, resembling a walrus.

Seeing the others react with amusement and righteous fury on her behalf made Aleshia bolder, more able to drag up walls between herself and Peter. “Is that so? Well, when I was with you, it was like being kept in a cage.

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