Broken Harmony by Brenda Barrett

Author:Brenda Barrett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: african american authors, black authors, african american romance, african american womens fiction, african american christian fiction, romance multicultural, black romance, literature fiction african american romance
Publisher: Brenda Barrett

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Aaron drove home slowly. The issue they were having in Turks and Caicos had to be dealt with by him personally. His father had insisted that he go there for a week to sort out the management issues. That would be seven days away from Alka. It would cut into the time he had left with her. The thought made him queasy. This crisis couldn't have come at a worse time. He didn't want to be away from her now.

He made up his mind that she would have to come with him. When he walked into the house he found her in the kitchen with Maisie. She was explaining to Maisie how to make a spicy dahl recipe. Maisie was listening with rapt attention and he didn't want to interrupt them. He waited until Maisie headed into the pantry before he spoke.

"Hey," he said warmly. She had her hair in a ponytail and she was wearing one of his shirts. She looked sweet and innocent. Well, not anymore; he had seen to that last night and earlier this morning. They had had a fantastic time. He refused to dredge up any images that were on the forefront of his mind. He would examine them one by one later, much later. Maybe when she left him again.

"Hey," Alka smiled shyly. Memories of the night before danced in her eyes.

Aaron inhaled shakily. "Pack your things; we are going to Turks and Caicos."

"Are you serious?" Alka followed him outside into the living room.

"Yup," Aaron drew her to him and kissed her gently. "We leave in four hours."

"About last night," Alka said hesitantly.

"No postmortems." Aaron touched her lips. "No conversation. When this is over," he inhaled roughly. "No regrets."

Alka nodded reluctantly. "Live in the moment."

"Yes." Aaron inclined his head. "Having second thoughts about this?"

"No," Alka said hesitantly, "not at all."

Aaron headed for his office. "I need to get some things done before we depart. By the way," he snapped his fingers, "the cleaning service said your parents' house has a leak and the place is a mess. I will have it looked at."

Alka shrugged. "Are you sure you want to take that on?"

"Sure." Aaron nodded. "One day in the future you might come back here again."

Alka's breath hitched. "If you get married and have a family I will not come back. No thanks. I'll stay in India and rot first."

Aaron looked at her sadly. "It's bound to happen one day. I am not going to be a bachelor forever."

"And then I will be truly alone," Alka said sitting in the settee, curling her legs underneath her.

Aaron stilled. "Alka..."

"No," Alka forced a smile to her face. "I am just being slightly morose. Give me a moment; I'll be okay again." She got up. "You know what? I'll call Farrah. We are due a chat."

She hurried off to his room, slamming the door behind her. He flinched. They were both in way over their heads.

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