Dark Encounters: An Interracial Romance by Berry Aspen

Author:Berry, Aspen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-09T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 6

The Secret’s in The Sauce

LOUISE

ONE MONTH LATER

I pull the apple pie out the oven and leave it on the counter to cool. I regret not making a couple more for tomorrow’s bake sale. Oh, well. The mac and cheese should be piping hot and ready in thirty minutes for Doug’s arrival home from work. I beat the flour from my apron and don the rubber gloves to do the dishes. I’m halfway through when there’s a knock at the door.

“Coming…” I dash through the hallway and tug open the door, “oh, gosh!”

“I see you knew I was coming.” It’s Antonne and I need a moment to realize he’s probably referring to the washing-up gloves in some sort of sexual innuendo.

“What…” I’m instantly glancing over his shoulder for neighbors, postmen, any witnesses, “what are you doing here?”

“This any way to speak to your black lover?”

“Oh, God!” I stick my head further out and glance frantically around. “You have to leave.” Shit, there’s Ron from next door coming out to collect the mail.

“Hmm, smells good, what you cooking?” Antonne’s face is pulped because three nights ago he won a hard fought top contender’s match against Glen Atkinson. Yes, I’m keeping tabs on things but under the circumstances, who can blame me? Since that, um, encounter at the bar, I’ve decided I need to try keep up-to-date with his situation as much as possible, and it turns out that most of the money he made after his recent victory is already owed in back child support, or so the reports say. His next fight will be for the title, assuming, that is, he stays out of jail long enough to sign the contracts. As for flitting in and out of my life, I’m getting the impression that this is just the way Antonne is. It’s five o’clock on a Tuesday so why not call around on one of his women for a quickie, or so he wrongly expects in my case.

“Please, Antonne, you must leave…”

“Hi, Louise,” Ron waves over from his mailbox, a stack of envelopes in his hand, “lovely evening, isn’t it?”

I have to maneuver around Antonne’s neck and traps in order to glimpse my neighbor. “Hi Ron, it’s not too bad, thanks.”

Antonne shakes his head. “He sounds like fun.”

“Must I get a restraining order on you?” I tell him.

A slow grin stretches upon his face. “There’s nothing stopping you but we both know why you won’t do that.” The way he looks at me, like he’s devouring me in his mind, causes a stir deep down in my belly. Looking at me in such a way ought to be illegal. “See! This ain’t the first time your silence speaks more than your words.”

I’m about to hit him on the arm but stop myself at the last moment. Not a good idea. “You can’t talk to me like that.”

“Or else whut?” He leans against the interior door frame, preventing me from closing it without the aid of a forklift, and looks casually out towards Ron.

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