Chai Tea Latte

Chai Tea Latte

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Romance
Cailee Moretti is a young, African-American woman growing up in the heart of Crenshaw, Los Angeles. Quite inevitably she develops two fears, one being that those inside her neighborhood are dangerous, and the other being that those outside are just as cruel. She chooses to focus on work and school as way to stray from the economic and racial crossfires of her world... but Nicholas Prescott happens, and he just may be the necessary guy to to teach her a few lessons about the damaging effects of a poor socio-economic world and forgiveness.
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Claire is a chef with her own restaurant. Jasper is a carpenter who works from home. When Jasper moves in next door to Claire he doesn't know what to expect from the sassy Latina. And Claire is frustrated with her sexy rugged neighbor. These two clash and make the naughty seem, oh so nice! Excerpt : "Fuck is your problem?" he barks out. Seeing him with his wild hair and well-trimmed beard had me all hot and bothered. His commanding presence was the thing that lit a fire inside of me. "My problem, you asshole, is that I have to be up in 3 hours and your buddy and bimbo Barbie over here are making a porno by my front door so fucking loud that bitch is gonna wake the dead. So, shut it down so I can sleep because in 3 hours I have a business to run" I bark back using my finger to poke at his chest. "Damn, if you weren't crazy I'd try to fuck you," he laughed waving away my finger. His chest was so hard I could tell he worked out vigorously. People around us were staring. "As if I'd let you. You couldn't handle me if I did, big boy," I huff then sweetly announce, "This is your warning honey." I turn strutting away making sure he sees how great my ass looks in this night shirt.

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