Drifting Between Lovers
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Darla Simmons, a special woman- both in music and spirituality- rolls into Chicago just in time to meet the infamous, dangerous, bad boys- Smoke and Stack. Falling in love with one was a given, but falling in love with two was unexpected. Follow the journey of Darla as she navigates spicy affairs with the SmokexStack Twins and the trouble they bring.
As time passes, the twins' run in Chicago is nearing an end, and they're ready to head back home to build something new. Darla is stuck with difficult decisions as she realizes she shares the boys' hearts with two women back home. What can a girl do? Should she leave behind everything to go with them, when there is no guarantee she'll be chosen or end the relationship knowing it was a magical affair. She wonders if she was just a placeholder-a trophy to hang on their arms and warm their bed. Or did she mean something more divine?
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