Dexter thought about how it would pain him if he lost his Gamma. His family wasn't perfect, but he loved them. To lose his grandmother would be a significant loss in his life too. He held Taesha in his arms as they lay in bed and cried together. Then, they took a flight to Taesha's home for the funeral, and he served as one of the pallbearers for funeral. Unfortunately, they all had come together on such a sad occasion, but Dexter met even more of Taesha's family. She showed him pictures of her Chinese father, and Dexter could see the resemblance. He loved his mother-in-law. Taesha's Chinese father couldn't appreciate what he had in this woman, Taesha's dear mother. Dexter thought maybe Taesha’s father let the idea that she was black and he was Asian and how the outside world constantly tries to look down on interracial couples. Too bad her parents could find that kind of love they had for one another.~~~~Several weeks back at home and into their routine. Taesha realized her period
Dexter Lee: (Male Lead Character)When I arrived at my parent's home, it was with caution. I entered the house, and the smell of sweet homemade bread infiltrated the air. My childhood home held good and horrible memories."Dexter, is that you?" My mother calls out from the kitchen happily.Dexter, speaking in a low tone. "Hi, mom," he hugs and then kisses his mother on her rosy cheek. "Why are you whispering?""I must ensure you are at home alone, that's all." "I tell you, the men in this family are some proud men." My mother says, shaking her head at me. "Come on in here and take a seat, son. It's just you and me here. Your father is away on a business trip and won't be home until tomorrow afternoon. Guess what?""What?" Dexter said, happily relieved his father wasn't going to be around and that he had his mother all to himself this evening."I cooked your favorite meal. Salisbury steak with cream potatoes, fried bacon bits, melted cheese, and grilled carrots. You have to e
After My Journey:It was a cold, snowy night, and I was afraid, shivering, and shaking. My car has broken down on a deserted dark road. There was no cell service, and I was stranded for over an hour until a black car appeared. A tall man stepped out of his vehicle wearing a long black trench coat. From afar, his headlights only reflected a pair of icy blue eyes staring at me. Did he come to save me? Or will he force himself upon my body and leave me alone afterward? Or will he take me by force and make me his own? Before My Journey:Filled with giddy excitement, I had closed up my herbal medicine florist shop for the day. I had helped my last customer, who, by the way, was very pleased with my green jasmine tea. Even though I worked about nine hours, I felt alert because I was looking forward to our first winter vacation trip planned with my girlfriends. Taking vacation trips became a thing about a year ago after I had gone through a terrible engagement breakup. It was a horrible ex
Dexter Lee had been exhaustively writing lyrics for hours Friday afternoon until late evening. After a long week of writing and recording music, nothing sounded on point to him. Everything he attempted to write this week he deleted from his IPad. Dexter also had a pile of balled-up papers on which he had scribbled ideas, tossing them in the wastebasket. He sighs, running his hand through black-silky strands, feeling depleted. He couldn't understand at first why nothing he wrote had that intense driving force. His music always purposely accomplished two things after hearing it. The beat made you want to dance in the middle of the floor or between the sheets. Right now, neither one was happening to him. Frustration penetrated his soul. He rubbed his temples to relieve the tension that bothered his eyes as he slowly closed them. He could tell that something was off.Dexter's POV"Ah, that's where this frustration is coming from this evening. But, boy, I've been so engrossed in my music I
I became so excited when I saw a car come in my direction. But he zoomed past me, speeding like a blind bat out of you know what! I know that person saw me trying to flag them down, and they just drove by like I didn't exist! But, Lord! I'm going to be out here in this pitch darkness all night. My tired arms hopelessly dropped down by my side as my throat tightened, that lump developed, and water filled the creases of my eyes. "Don't cry, Taesha. Someone else with a heart was going to come again."I turned, trying to pull my feet, which felt like bricks, up out of the snow and dirt to get back into my car, where I felt safer. That's when the exact vehicle I saw only moments ago slowed down and parked. A big grin came across my face. I was happy they had a change of heart. But why are they parking way down there? The car was several feet away from my car. Shouldn't they come closer to see if they could assist me? My battery might need to be jumped. But then again, as I peered closer,
Dexter POVLarge dark eyes stared at me through the glass, untrusting and unsure. With her window cracked, I could smell the wine, and the subtle scent of a sensual perfume wafted from the interior. Seeing her eyes that were an odd shade reflecting hints of gold. What made them appear so attractive was that they were set in a brown face with hues ranging from sienna to alizarin.For once, I found a girl that wasn't like any other, maybe because I could see her so clearly. And unknowingly, she was helpful to me in the most significant way. Usually, when I deal with females, it is only to fulfill one need, and that's sexual. When I go to places like the 'Niche,' I know they are seeking out the same thing I'm seeking. One night to quench that aching need that only is calmed by a night of intimacy. Before tonight I was in shadowy darkness, with every female appearing the same. I am usually the visual, the beautiful peacock in a room, and they all flock around me. My looks, fame, expensiv
Taesha's Perspective.I watched him cautiously as he got out of his car and began walking toward me. "Lord, here we go." I was cold from being in the car for so long, and the smell of the hibiscus wine had started to soak into my clothes and skin pores. Then, finally, I was ready to get out of my car and go to where it was warm and didn't smell like wine. Unfortunately, it was the stranger's car that offered all of what I needed.Wiggling my toes became impossible. I worried that I might be experiencing the early stages of hypothermia. If only he had removed his gloves or wasn't wearing them. That way, I could have seen if he had a ring on his finger. A wedding ban on his finger would lessen my fear of him if he had a family. But there was no way to see a wedding ring on his finger. Looking down at the dark, barren road ahead, I knew no one was coming to pick me up. It was only wishful thinking. Cam would have no idea how to find me with all the road closings. It feels like I've been
Taesha's POVThe ride was quiet. Even the music he listens to sounds strange as it plays in the background. Whoever the artist was, they were singing in a foreign tongue. I kept silent. I had zero interest in him or his music. I busied myself, trying desperately to get my phone to power up. So I could call my friend Cameron and let her know what has happened to me. But don't think I wasn't keeping my eyes discreetly on the stranger with the peculiar eyes for a minute. 'Oooh! It can't be happening this way! My head drops in despair. Thinking about leaving my brand-new wrecked car behind was heartbreaking. I've been driving since I was sixteen years old and have never gotten into a wreck until now! I spent a lifetime avoiding dangerous situations like the one I'm in tonight! I glance down, and I'm barefoot like a fool! I don't have any shoes on my feet! Is that why he made me take my shoes off so I couldn't run away? If that is the case, he is sadly mistaken because if he attempts to