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Available Now! In Pursuit of Passion
By Empress LaBlaQue
Wednesday, August 05, 2009

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Celeste’s husband committed suicide; Walter’s wife passed away after a lengthy illness. Lace feels the two have a lot in common, but Celeste refuses to give in. When Lace finally drags Celeste to a family gathering she meets Walter. Her passion for him is undeniable, but he’s seeing someone else. Does Celeste have what it takes to bend him to her will? Empress LaBlaQue, Interracial Romance, BW/WM


“Wait,” Lace called, waving her arms for him to stop.  “Where is Walter?”

            Dexter pointed to a car parked under a large pine tree, then trotted off toward the field.

            Lace turned to me.  “Well, kitten, the moment has come.”

            As soon as we started walking toward the car, I stopped.  “Lace.  There’s a woman in the car with him.”

            “There is?”  She pulled down her shades and peered over them, her green eyes squinting in the sun.  “Well I’ll be.  I should have known he wouldn’t stay single long.  He’s too irresistible.”

            “Well, so much for that.” I retreated, breathing a sigh of relief.
            “Don’t be asinine!  I’ll find out what’s going on.  Sit here.  I’ll be right back.”  Lace inhaled, pushed her hands deep into her shorts and walked toward the car.

I knew that look.  She was a determined woman when it came to filching information.   Lace walked over to the car and boldly opened the door.  “Walter!  You old hound--how in the world are you?” 

            I heard some of the conversation, but pretended not to notice.  Instead, I tried to get interested in the game and forget about Lace and Walter.  At first I was a little curious, but when I saw the gorgeous woman he was with emerging from the car, my curiosity died in a heap at the bottom of my stomach.

            A little old lady searching for a comfortable seat, prepared to sit down on a vacant lawn chair beside me.  “Aren’t you Otis’ daughter,” she prompted, easing herself into the chair.

            “No, I’m sorry.  I’m a guest here.  I came with Lace.  She’s over there.” 

I turned and saw that Lace had pulled Walter away from his car, leaving the woman all alone.  Talking to him intensely, she spoke just above a whisper.  I could tell that this conversation was serious.

            The little old lady asked, “Did you drive down here with Otis?  He was sick the last time I saw him.  Is he better now?”

            I knew that I wasn’t about to win this one.  “Yes, he’s better now.”

            “I told Otis you were such a pretty girl.  Big brown eyes just like your mother.

            “Thank you.”

            She took a long sip from her soda.  “Did you marry that young man?  What’s his name, Rod or Brod.  Oh poot!  I can’t think of nothing these days.  You two made a lovely pair.   I know you’ll have some fine children, just like my Albert.   He’s not married yet, but I’m looking for him a good wife.  There he is over there.”  She pointed toward a balding man, sitting on a blanket under a tree.  He was holding an infant and giving it a bottle of formula.”

            “Are you sure he isn’t married and has a child?”  I asked, raising a brow.

            “Well, he told me that he met this girl a while back.  I don’t think they got married.”  She jumped. “Oh, yes he did!  And they’ve got a little girl too.  She’s a doll.  ...looks just like me, you know. my baby blue eyes.”  Leaning against the lawn chair with her knees apart she asked, “Did you say you drove down here with Otis?”


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