“So we’re going to play a little game,” he says in my ear.
He should not do that again.
Solomon’s hand is gentle when it squeezes my waist, like he feels me tensing up. His sincerity from last night, and his firm hold on me now, conveys that he didn’t come all this way to hurt me.
“You’re going to sample some things I’ll put in your mouth.”
I realize I’ve never been blindfolded before. Never placed my entire trust in somebody, especially a man, for him to just lead me wherever.
With my hand in his, he places his other hand at my back. “Come this way.”
Series advisement: While this novel is a complete read with an HEA and can be read alone, this story is part of an ongoing saga. It has a prequel novella called One Tasty Night, with events that proceed this novel. Also, this is a spin-off of Flinging All Spring, which contains some backstory for these characters. You might enhance your reading experience by enjoying the two previous stories first.
Trigger Warnings: pregnancy deception, explicit language, non-violent family conflict, sexually explicit
Heat level: Medium spicy
Lula White was born and raised in a small Arkansas community that's sandwiched between Sweet Home and Granite Mountain, where she watched her grandpa fend off snakes on fishing trips, shelled peas during soap operas, went on barefoot bike rides, and snuck into the illicit world of Danielle Steele books she had no business reading. Hers and her grandmother's shared passion for books, magazines and movies opened up worlds beyond her front yard. She's traveled, hobnobbed, and crisscrossed careers as a Los Angeles lawyer in Southern California. Her pen screams Black accomplishment and the brilliance of all blackness, in every space, through many layers. We are never too old, too young, or too tired to dream.