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number."
Kade knew he had lost the battle. If he let his
mother in his house, she would continue coming
on the regular. He loved his mother, and he appreciated everything his parents did for him and
Kadina after Reema died, but he needed his space.
Giving Garcelle one last scowl, he eased back down
onto the bed.
"Ha!" she said mockingly as she bent to position
the covers over him.
"When this is over, I can fire you, you know," he
told her.
Garcelle paused, with her body still bent over
him and her nose just inches away from his. "I
could quit before this is over, you know," she countered, her cool and fresh breath lightly fanning his
mouth.
"You . . . " Roses. She smells like roses.
"Yes?" she asked, obviously awaiting his words.
Kade turned his head and looked at the adjoining bathroom. "Nothing. Never mind," he groused.
"Perfecto," Garcelle said as she kicked off her
shoes and walked around to the opposite side of
the bed.
"Where's Kadina?" he asked, his eyes locked on her.
Garcelle reached in her back pocket for a deck
of cards and flung it next to him on the bed. "She
fell asleep watching Maid in Manhattan. We just love
us some Jennifer Lopez."
"What are you doing?" Kade asked as he watched
Garcelle climb onto the bed.
She froze, with one knee pressed into the thick
and plush mattress, as she looked at him with a critical eye. "What do you think I'm doing, Kade
Strong? I know you are not conceited enough to
think I'm jumping in bed to have nookie with you."
"Of course not."
"Good." Garcelle carefully climbed on the bed,
sat cross-legged, and then shuffled the deck of
cards. "I know this room must be driving you crazy,
so I'm here to keep you company until your brothers get here after work."
He had to admit that ever since she'd walked into
the room, it hadn't felt quite so claustrophobic.
"You know how to play whist?" he asked.
"No," she said, handing him the deck. "But teach
me. I'm a quick learner."
"Learning how to play whist isn't that easy."
Garcelle shrugged. "My ex told me the same thing
about poker, and now he can hardly beat me."
Kade was surprised. "You play poker?"
Garcelle lifted a brow. "A little something," she
said, with a saucy grin and a wink.
Bianca washed her hands at the small sink in the
tack room of the barn. She dried her hands with
disposable towels as she walked out of the metal
building. Her full and pouty lips curled into a soft
smile as she read the sign on the door:
KING EQUINE SERVICES
BIANCA KING VETERINARY CLINIC
A FULL-SERVICE EQUINE FARM
So far every decision she'd made concerning her
business, her family, and her love life had been a
good one. The equine veterinary practice, which
she'd opened right on her father's horse farm, was
already thriving and showing a profit. That was
mainly because more than a few of her clients from
her old Atlanta practice would drive the distance to
South Carolina or had highly recommended her to
local farmers. The small metal building she erected
on the east portion of the property was smaller
than her old practice, but she was pleased with the
setup and with the fact that she was still able to
work with her father daily.
She had had to travel back to Holtsville to snatch
the family business from ruin because of her father's alcoholism, but every bit of the success was now his
doing. He had been sober for over a year. His divorce to his treacherous wife was finalized. He was in
full control of the business and was delivering that
special Hank King touch with the horses.
And Kahron. Bianca moaned a bit in pleasure as
she thought of her love for her husband. He had
once asked her to trust him, and when she finally
did give in, she found a love that plenty of folks
would give their right hand for.
In fact, she was headed home early for the first
time in weeks so that she could spend some quality
time with her man. She would warm up one of Garcelle's frozen dinners, take a hot
Kade knew he had lost the battle. If he let his
mother in his house, she would continue coming
on the regular. He loved his mother, and he appreciated everything his parents did for him and
Kadina after Reema died, but he needed his space.
Giving Garcelle one last scowl, he eased back down
onto the bed.
"Ha!" she said mockingly as she bent to position
the covers over him.
"When this is over, I can fire you, you know," he
told her.
Garcelle paused, with her body still bent over
him and her nose just inches away from his. "I
could quit before this is over, you know," she countered, her cool and fresh breath lightly fanning his
mouth.
"You . . . " Roses. She smells like roses.
"Yes?" she asked, obviously awaiting his words.
Kade turned his head and looked at the adjoining bathroom. "Nothing. Never mind," he groused.
"Perfecto," Garcelle said as she kicked off her
shoes and walked around to the opposite side of
the bed.
"Where's Kadina?" he asked, his eyes locked on her.
Garcelle reached in her back pocket for a deck
of cards and flung it next to him on the bed. "She
fell asleep watching Maid in Manhattan. We just love
us some Jennifer Lopez."
"What are you doing?" Kade asked as he watched
Garcelle climb onto the bed.
She froze, with one knee pressed into the thick
and plush mattress, as she looked at him with a critical eye. "What do you think I'm doing, Kade
Strong? I know you are not conceited enough to
think I'm jumping in bed to have nookie with you."
"Of course not."
"Good." Garcelle carefully climbed on the bed,
sat cross-legged, and then shuffled the deck of
cards. "I know this room must be driving you crazy,
so I'm here to keep you company until your brothers get here after work."
He had to admit that ever since she'd walked into
the room, it hadn't felt quite so claustrophobic.
"You know how to play whist?" he asked.
"No," she said, handing him the deck. "But teach
me. I'm a quick learner."
"Learning how to play whist isn't that easy."
Garcelle shrugged. "My ex told me the same thing
about poker, and now he can hardly beat me."
Kade was surprised. "You play poker?"
Garcelle lifted a brow. "A little something," she
said, with a saucy grin and a wink.
Bianca washed her hands at the small sink in the
tack room of the barn. She dried her hands with
disposable towels as she walked out of the metal
building. Her full and pouty lips curled into a soft
smile as she read the sign on the door:
KING EQUINE SERVICES
BIANCA KING VETERINARY CLINIC
A FULL-SERVICE EQUINE FARM
So far every decision she'd made concerning her
business, her family, and her love life had been a
good one. The equine veterinary practice, which
she'd opened right on her father's horse farm, was
already thriving and showing a profit. That was
mainly because more than a few of her clients from
her old Atlanta practice would drive the distance to
South Carolina or had highly recommended her to
local farmers. The small metal building she erected
on the east portion of the property was smaller
than her old practice, but she was pleased with the
setup and with the fact that she was still able to
work with her father daily.
She had had to travel back to Holtsville to snatch
the family business from ruin because of her father's alcoholism, but every bit of the success was now his
doing. He had been sober for over a year. His divorce to his treacherous wife was finalized. He was in
full control of the business and was delivering that
special Hank King touch with the horses.
And Kahron. Bianca moaned a bit in pleasure as
she thought of her love for her husband. He had
once asked her to trust him, and when she finally
did give in, she found a love that plenty of folks
would give their right hand for.
In fact, she was headed home early for the first
time in weeks so that she could spend some quality
time with her man. She would warm up one of Garcelle's frozen dinners, take a hot
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