Library clerk Diane Anderson finds it easier to live vicariously through romance novels than to land a flesh-and-blood man of her own. She's too voluptuous to attract the kind of black man her mama wants as a son-in-law, and just exotic enough to attract the kind of white man Mama forbids. But wh...
Sometimes A Girl Likes To Keep Her Options Open In her search for Mr. Right, Erlana Joy Cole has met lots of prospects, but she's never been able to narrow it down to just one. And why should she? After all, you can't ask a woman to have only one pair of shoes, right? So why settle for just one...
We are going to have a major snowstorm. Angela opened the door and cocked her head toward his booth. “French toast?” Matthew said, entering and ripping off his coat. “You said you liked variety,” she said. “I hope you like blackberry syrup.” Matthew looked at his plate, powdered sugar floating on...
Tony said.“You’re fine, Tony,” Angela said. “Matthew, you’re only going to JFK, not to a Broadway show.”“I have to at least look like his lawyer, right?” Matthew said.“I suppose.” Angela hugged Tony. “I know you will succeed in finding Trina.”“Thank you,” Tony said, his arms at his sides, his eye...
Red asks. I haven’t stopped scrubbing my hands with scalding hot water, antibacterial soap, and a Brillo pad for the last fifteen minutes. “I could have stuffed two of these for dinner,” Red says. “And the biggest was really five pounds, three ounces?” I am scrubbing off skin now, but I don’t car...
J. Murray! Chapter 31 Sonya wore a reasonably sexy lavender dress, lavender flats, a little makeup to cover up the sunburn, and only gold hoop earrings instead of all the previous bling, and when she took her position in front of the Crew, she saw eleven men with suitcases...