Lavish Love: A Second Chance Romance (Blazin' Love Book 9) by Ja'Nese Dixon

Author:Ja'Nese Dixon [Dixon, Ja'Nese]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Purpose Prevails Publishing
Published: 2019-12-23T05:00:00+00:00

"Damn." I scan the bathroom. Double vanities on either side of me lead to a large bathtub. The shower occupies the far corner behind glass panels. I walk closer, and the showerhead is a large square hanging from the ceiling. Are those light bulbs or cameras? I squint, trying to get a better look.

I open the door and get my answer. Blue lights flick on, and I hop back. The lights turn off. I hop forward, and the lights turn on again. I smile. Must be a motion detector.

I play with digital display and get the water going. I step out to let it the water warm up. I see Mateo’s hygiene products to the left, so I head to the vanity on the right.

I drop the sheet and remove the diamond necklace and the studs. I unfasten the diamond bracelet and slip off my engagement ring. When did I become this woman? Not the one dripping in diamonds but the one so concerned about the opinions of everyone. Even Mateo.

I scrub my scalp with the pads of my fingers searching for any remaining bobby pins, and once I'm satisfied that they're all removed, I climb in the shower. I tilt my head back, letting the water cover me.

The truth is, I lost a piece of myself when I let my family run Mateo out of my life. In my attempts to protect the love we had, I became a shell of myself until Hunter started Platinum Prestige. That was my first real step towards independence from my family.

It’s time to decide what I want now and for my future.

The shower door opens, and Mateo steps inside. The steam swirls around us. I let my eyes caress the lean lines of his body. The definition in his chest, six-pack, and arms.

“What’s that?”

“Shampoo and conditioner. I took them from Tia’s bathroom. Turn around.”

I obey, keeping an eye on him. His tight butt and the growing state of his erection. He sits a bottle on the bench and opens the other.

“You can’t keep staring at it, love.”

I giggle. "But, it's cute."

"No man, what's his dick called cute. Now, turn around." Our laughs echo, and I turn my back to him. "Do you remember the first time I washed your hair?"

He separates my hair dropping one side over my shoulder. I hold it looking up.

“Do I? I had to cut chunks out of my hair from all the tangles. I can laugh at the memory now, but then I wanted to kill him."

"I thought it was a romantic gesture before we had to get the scissors. You gave me a long lecture about Black women and their hair." He chuckles. "Tilt your head back." I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of his large hands massaging my scalp, slowly raking through my curls.

“I can finish it.”

“I know. But I figure we’ll either turn into raisins or you’ll talk to me.” He makes quick work of adding the conditioner.

"What about your family?" I plait the section, and he moves to the other side.

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