As Time Goes By: A BWWM Interracial Romance Read Online Free PDF

the holy
grail of…of…and only after your first night together? Girl, I’m impressed. What
is that, like dynamite between your legs? Most women can’t get a man to hand
over a key even after a year of trying.”
    “He says he really likes me and I really believe him. Oh,
and it’s not his bachelor pad. It’s actually his mansion. The home he and his
ex used to live in. But she had him give her a cash settlement instead. She
decided she’d rather go to Europe and live with her parents.”
    “He still has his home? And a mansion at that?”
     “Yep, all six thousand square feet of it.”
     “Wow, sounds like a palace.”
    “You don’t know the half of it, although being in it was
kind of a let down.”
    “I don’t get it.”
    “Don’t get me wrong. We built up a lot of sensual steam in
that glass shower of his, but the time spent in his car was where it was really
at.”
    “You took care of business in his car?”
     “With the top down, no less.”
    “Girl, I’m even more impressed. That reminds me. You get a
job yet?”
    “Nope. The interviews simply dried up. I didn’t realize how
many offices in Detroit were actually shut down or boarded up until I started
knocking on doors.”
    “It doesn’t seem to be getting any better. I was talking to
a friend of moms on the phone today, and she said their work forced another six
today to step down to part time. Don’t know how they’re going to pay their
mortgage. Glad I’m living in Chicago.”
    “Glad I’m not. I have a key to a mansion in my hot little
hand and-”
    “Sis.”
    “Yeah?”
    “If this thing with Arnold doesn’t work out, and I don’t
mean to jinx or hex it. I know it’s just starting out, but if you start to lose
more stuff, you know, your condo and car and, well you know…you can come live
with us until you get a job and get some money saved. Things are a lot brighter
in Chicago.”
     “Move from my Motown home? Not a chance. Born and raised
here girl. Even if I gotta move in with our dreaded momma, then that’s what I’m
gonna do. But this city will bounce back. You’ll see.”
    “And in the meantime a lot of well-meaning loyal folks like
yourself are going to go to bed hungry.”
    “I’ll manage. I always do.”
    “Actually, I’m more concerned about your fragile heart than
the lack of money in your purse. You almost went to the looney bin the last
time a guy played you. You’re always falling so fast and hard for some loser.”
    “Arnold’s not a loser.”
    “Yeah, I know. But you only started going out with him yesterday.
I realize you know him from before, but guys, as you know so well, aren’t
always what they appear.”
    “I’ve got a good feeling about this one.”
    “Hmm, even though you’ve already given him a taste of
everything you’ve got to offer him?”
    “At least he won’t forget me any time soon. I can guarantee
you that.”
    “I believe you sis. I honestly believe you. I only hope this
guy doesn’t have his head screwed on backwards.”
    XXX
    It seemed chillier than usual for this time of late fall,
and the swirl of fallen leaves provided a menagerie of oranges, reds and bright
cheery yellows.
    “A bit cold today to do the top down routine,” she joked as
they left the café.
    She wiped the remnants of yummy cheesecake off her bottom
lip a moment before starting to step into his car.
    “Funny what a difference a day makes with the weather,” he
agreed. “A ten point dip in the temperature and the promise of snow.”
    “It’s going to snow?”
    “So the lady said on the forecast.”
     “You have skates?”
     He stared at her and smiled. “You want us to go skating?”
     “Nothing like building up an appetite for sex and hot
chocolate like a nice night arm in arm in the rink.”
    He felt his bulge stiffen and nodded his approval. “I got a
couple of pairs at home I use, but we’d have to swing by your place first so
you could pick up yours, unless…”
    “Unless