Brenda's Release (Forming a Triad, #1) by Kelana Hyde

Author:Kelana Hyde
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: bwwm mmf bisexual threesome, Interracial opposites attract, african american woman new boyfriend, Interracial menage mmf African American woman, bwwm mmf love triangle, bwwm fling, multicultural romance bwwm college
Publisher: Kelana Hyde
Published: 2017-08-22T00:00:00+00:00

Concert Night

I was frazzled. I was supposed to be composed, calm, controlled, but I wasn't. Because of him.

"What's up, buttercup?"

"Shut it," I snapped.

"Oh duchess, bitchiness does not become you. Though I must admit you are adorable as hell."

I tried again to apply eyeshadow to my lids, and once again I stabbed myself in the eye. Why was this simple task difficult? What distracted me, causing me to forget to keep my eyes CLOSED while brushing on shadow? Per my request, Scott had not contacted me since the day in the library. He'd done as I'd asked and left me alone. And I was going crazy without him.

How had I become addicted to his ridiculous teasing so fast? How had I grown to look forward to the dirty pictures? I regretted deleting all but the last video, the one I'd watched dozens of times. He walked away from me without a word, and I wanted to kill him for that. For awakening a need in me and not fulfilling it.

"Rrraahhh!" I yelled as I threw the damn brush at the mirror, disappointed by the pathetic tink.

"Whoa there, killer, let me help you."

"Duke, I can't think. Oh my god, I cannot function. How can I handle a concert tonight?"

"You let the good music and the awesome company give you warm fuzzies."

"I can't do that when I'm this perturbed."

"You realize people go to concerts to escape real life. You know, go in mad and come out happy?"

"I don’t function that way and you know that!" Duke did not deserve my rage, but I couldn’t tamper the aggressive urge to attack. And damn him to hell for enjoying my discomfort!

When the doorbell rang, I didn’t have to guess who it was. After suffering a week of his tortures, the blaring sexual overtures, the intimate gentle touches, the thoughtful romantic gifts, and the devastating silence, I looked forward to confronting Scott. I had to try once more to close the door he'd pried open, or my carefully constructed life would continue to tear apart. Storming out of my bedroom, ignoring the fact I only wore my full length slip and a head full of hot rollers, I yanked the door open and growled when I saw his big, goofy smile. And I screamed as I lunged for his throat. The shock in his eyes was priceless. He struggled to pry my hands away as he walked into my home, swinging me around as I dangled from his tall frame.

"Fuck, Brenda!" I felt Duke pulling me, but my mind was on a mission I needed to follow to completion. I had to murder the man who’d ruined my schedule, who'd teased me with a promise of the impossible. However, since my workouts only consisted of yoga, I was no competition for either of the muscular men in my life. No. No! Scott was not a fixture in my life, dammit!

Scott coughed, rubbing his neck. "Okay, not what I imagined when I thought of you jumping my bones.

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