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The Color of Love Hop is here again! We have 44+ blogs joining us to celebrate diversity in romance. Plus, there are over $300 worth of prizes to be won! Translation: this hop is going to be HUGE.

In the spirit of celebrating multicultural romance, here's a snippet from a WIP, currently titled Expecting Ty's Baby (From Ghana With Love #2)

Twenty-four hours after their conversation, Ty still felt the sting of Patricia’s words. Each one gutting him like a lance through his chest, segueing into a need to prove her wrong, to force her to see him not as part of a collective but as a man apart. But to what end? He had no clue, so he’d bottled it in and zipped his mouth shut. Then spent the rest of the evening resisting the urge to reacquaint himself with her lips.

Stepping through the doors of the restaurant where he was supposed to have dinner with her and the rest of the bridal party, Ty prepared for more of the same. Thankfully, others’ presence should make this a much easier task than last night. A glance at his watch told him he’d made it with only five minutes to spare, which meant he was probably the last to arrive.

He stopped at the reception about to ask after his friends when he saw Patricia. Across the room, she sat facing the entrance browsing through what he assumed was the menu. Thane and Naaki were not with her.

“May I help you find a table, sir?” the receptionist asked, her customer service smile firmly in place.

“Thank you, but I found my table.”

“Very well, sir. Enjoy your dinner.”
He mumbled a thank you as his mind fished out an unsolicited memory of Patricia eating. The corners of his lips twitched. He’d definitely enjoy that, but the ensuing R-rated thoughts would guarantee a less than comfortable dinner.

He’d psyched himself for it. Or so he’d thought before Patricia looked up and every resolve he’d built up over the past twenty-four hours vaporized. The impact of her gaze was like having every one of her manicured nails raking down his back. Lord, have mercy. He needed to sit before the desire tightening in his groin made a mockery of his resolution to not proposition her.

End of snippet

If you liked this piece, check out book one of the series, Chancing Faith, which is in print, kindle and audio.

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