My White Ex Soldier (BWWM Interracial Romance) by Fielding J A

Author:Fielding, J A [Fielding, J A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-09-16T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Ever since Desiree’s unfortunate turn of events with Taylor, she could feel her sister eyeing her suspiciously and she knew exactly what was going through Rochelle’s mind. Normally if something like that happened, it would be more of a possibility that Rochelle was the guilty party. After all, Rochelle was the one they would expect to have more than one man in her bed. Literally. For two straight days, Desiree neither saw nor heard Rochelle come in or leave. The only person she saw was Cynthia and even then, for a few minutes each day.

Two days after the incident, Desiree walked to the kitchen and for the first time in two days, found Rochelle seated having coffee with Cynthia. A half smile played on Desiree’s lips.

“She lives!” Desiree said with a smile. Cynthia looked at her frowning.

“What are you talking about? I saw you last night when you came in,” she said. Desiree shook her head.

“Not you. Her. I rarely see her,” she said pointing at Rochelle. “If I didn’t know any better I would think you were avoiding me,” she added as she walked towards the table.

“Why would she be avoiding you?” Cynthia asked looking at Rochelle who was smiling.

“Well, I kind of busted her having sex,” Rochelle said smiling gleefully. Desiree rolled her eyes.

“You saw Denzel naked?” Cynthia asked excitedly. Rochelle shook her head.

“No, some white boy,” she said dismissively with a wave of her hand. Cynthia looked more confused than ever.

“What? Why? What happened to Denzel?” she asked looking at Desiree.

“He was an ass,” she said simply before standing up and walking to the fridge.

“I’m sorry but I need more. Saying ‘he was an ass’ just won’t cut it,” Cynthia said as Desiree took two eggs from the fridge and then walked to the stove. She looked over at her sister and cousin and smiled. They were as hungry for a detailed account just as she was for breakfast. She smiled and switched on the stove before breaking the eggs in a bowl. “Today, Dee,” Cynthia pressed looking at Desiree who was frantically beating the eggs.

“Okay, chill,” Desiree said as she poured some oil in the pan and walked back to the fridge. She came back holding a stack of containers in which they stored all their vegetables. She took her time pouring all the ingredients inside the pan as the two watched her. She was having fun looking at them sitting there, waiting for information that did not seem to come fast enough. “So, this is what happened,” Desiree said as she stirred her now very aromatic omelet. “I was not very forthcoming about what I did for a living,” she said as she seasoned her omelet.

“Why? What did you say you did?” Rochelle asked.

“I sort of said I own a catering company,” Desiree answered as she served her omelet on a plate.

“Seriously? Why would you do that?” Rochelle asked.

“Well, I think I understand that Rochelle. Speed dating is like internet match finding. Everyone oversells themselves just a little bit to appear more appealing.

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