A Black Christmas: The Concrete Romance, #2

Table of Content

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

A

BLACK

CHRISTMAS

Elizabeth

Griffin

Thank you God for all of your many blessings

Copyright Elizabeth Griffin

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Published 2014

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Griffin, Elizabeth

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Derrick H. Gore

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Happy Holidays to all of my Readers

A BLACK CHRISTMAS

Chapter One

I TRIED TO IGNORE HIS MASCULINITY, but the sight of his black skin intrigued me. Its appearance was intoxicating. I tried to pay attention to his words, but as I glanced into his eyes each syllable dissolved into unintelligible sounds.

What was he saying?

He wanted my opinion on the opening scene of his screenplay? I tried desperately to hear him, but my senses refused to obey me. Instead, my ears only captured the texture of his voice as he spoke. Its sound was so penetrating and hypnotic— seducing me with its mere tone.

I stared into his eyes; they were truly alluring— huge and brown. They were so soft and gentle. He was exhilarating. I wanted to savor his presence. His scent was tantalizing— forcing me to become aware of him— of his nearness.

I couldn't resist wondering about him. Had he ever been in love? Did he know what betrayal felt like?

I did.

As I continued to observe his eyes, I wondered what type of man Nile Ngugi was. His name alone mesmerized me. Its pronunciation excited my mouth, gracing my lips with its sensuous sound.

I tried not to notice his throat as he leaned