Society asks: How Black is too Black? How White is too White?

I ask: What’s the color oflove?

Mesha’ssaucy attitude masks a horrible secret. Can Jack unveil the sweetness within?

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Reclusive Mesha Rayburn's safe haven disintegrated when athleticJack Connolly raced into her life. He was like an uninvited guest to her pityparty. Yet, his brashness stoked her dormant emotions and injected spunk intoher veins with every bated word. And—calling the cinnamon-skinned Black woman"biggety" didn't help matters.

Mechanic Jack Connolly thought the trip down South to patch up andretrieve the bullet-ridden helicopter would be a pain. He never imagined therhetoric becoming reality. But, thanks to Mesha's panicked outcry, it had. Thepain radiating in his palm bothered him less than the one in his rear. Bold andbeautiful, he had to know why she hid out in the boonies. As her transienttenant, he intended to find out at the risk of feeling the sting of herLouisiana Hot Sauce temper.


Scene:Jack’s discovery of adisturbing word scrawled on his morning paper results in such a volcanic eruption,the noise forces Mesha awake to investigate out of fear for his safety. Theycollide at the front door as he rams it inward.

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Her next step should have brought hernearer to grasping the paper. Instead, she endured an uncomfortable twinge andher ankle gave out.

“OW!” Meshas hardbottom-landing—after her unexpected visit to the floor—had her writhing inpain, hands strangling the injured area.

Her soulful moan rocketed Jack to herside, dropping him on all fours. “Let me see,” he soothed, slinging the papernear the door prior to moving her fingers away with a gentle force when sherefused to cooperate.

“Its okay.” She brushed at his hands, wantingto blow where they left his trademark on her skin. There were blatantdifferences in his touch as her brain warred to separate his from Boones. “Its just an olddancing injury acting up.”

“Sit still, Mesha!” Jack was pastpolite persuasion.

The hardwood cooled her rear-end asshe relaxed back on her arms that angled behind for support, content to let himsatisfy his overt display of concern. He probed the tender spot. She flinched.Jack manipulated the foot. Mesha jerked.

He caressedthe calf of that leg and applied his brand of medicine—a smoldering touch ofhis lips to her sore ankle—rising to let his eyes do the talking.

He did for her what she did for Mya.He kissed her boo-boo.

The tide turned and the lava rolled.

First-aid was the objective at theonset. Jack sought to help. To soothe. To offer relief in some way. Why did shehave to be so doggone attractive so early in the morning? Legs—smooth, brown,shapely. Body—striking, womanly, voluptuous. He devoured her with his eyes, wallowingin the uncertainty sparking there. She inhaled, a breathy declaration shockingthe tomblike silence and confessing knowledge of the renewed awareness flaringbetween them.

Eyes fastened on his havoc-renderinglips, she swallowed and allowed his trek to continue up her leg where helingered on the remnants of dark splotches on her skin. He kissed each smudgein his endeavor to erase the ordeal from her memory. Mesha experienced a thrilllike no other felt in ages, vacillating between need and want. Noself-respecting woman would permit herself to become putty for molding atsomeone elses hands. Theneed to protect that image stayed with her even while her hands developed awill of their own, stroking the hairs on his bent head. Then, there was theother side of the coin. She wanted—badly—what he made readily accessible toher.

Knees nailing thefloor, Jack inched a little higher, displacing the hem of the tee that alreadyinched around her thighs. He thought the worst when Mesha grabbed his cheeks inher soft palms. He expected a harsh reprimand as he tentatively looked up ather. Thatsnot at all what he saw in her mesmerizing eyes. Any miscalculation of hersignals doomed the blossoming rapport. Thatswhy he methodically adjusted his body to take the brunt of her weight as hereclined beside her.

Mickie Sherwood
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