His Diamond Queen (Queen Quartette Book 4) by Hart Lena

Author:Hart, Lena [Hart, Lena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: drama, interracial romance, contemporary romance, multicultural romance
Publisher: Maroon Ash Publishing
Published: 2014-12-29T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Rachelle jumped off the couch as soon as Jay walked through the door. “If I don’t get out of this apartment, I’m going to scream.”

Jay raised a brow. “That’s not a good idea.”

She let out a frustrated sigh. “I’m not asking you to take me to a club. I just need some fresh air.” He shook his head and but she pressed on. “I’ll even just sit in your truck.”

She had been stuck in his apartment all day and was quickly finding out that she wasn’t the stay-at-home-and-sit-still type. She had spent the majority of the day alone with no one to talk to except the brick walls. Now she was bored out of her mind. With evening fast approaching, she couldn’t bear another minute inside.

“Please, Jay.”

He stared at her for a second then relented. “Go change your clothes.”

Rachelle quickly changed out of her lounge pants and into skinny jeans and a fitted top. Her mother had packed an assortment of different outfits, though much of her wardrobe was designed to hug around her curved or show skin. Even her footwear consisted of heels and she even realized she didn’t own one pair of flats.

She skipped over to him in her wedge heels. “Where are we going?”

He frowned at her and stared fixedly at her exposed midriff and navel ring. “Why are you dressed like that?”

She glanced down at herself. “What’s wrong with what I have on?”

“We’re just going out for a drive,” he said tightly. “Not out for a good time.”

Her lips quirked up, but she rolled her eyes. “Just because we’re going to be cooped up in your truck doesn’t mean I can’t look nice.”

“You’re going to draw too much attention dressed like that.”

“If that’s your backhanded way of telling me I look nice, then thanks. I guess. But I hate to break this to you, but women dress for other women. Very little has to do with you men. I mean, the attention is nice, but only a woman would understand quality and style. We praise and hate each other for it, but only because it takes a confident woman, like myself, to rock seven-inch stilettos and make it look easy.”

He shook his head. “Why would anyone wear seven-inch…never mind.” He walked to his dresser and pulled out a ball cap. “Pull your hair back.”

She did, winding the curls into a loose, messy bun at her nape. He fitted the cap on her head then examined her.

“It’s not much, but it’ll have to do,” he murmured.

“It it really that dangerous for me to go out?” Try as she might, she couldn’t keep the tremble from her voice.

His gaze softened. “Don’t worry, princess. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

They drove around for a few minutes before stopping to pick up takeout from a small Mexican restaurant. She couldn’t help but mention to him that he hadn’t bothered to ask her what she wanted, to which he responded by ignoring her. That didn’t stop her though.

“I’m just saying,” she continued.

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