Lilac: A Sound Love (Flower Sisters, #2)

by Asia Monique

This, along with being a private chef with a small catering company backing me, and co-owning a clothing bar with my sisters, was my source of income. At twenty-eight, I was doing quite well for myself.

Shoulder-length dreads that were half up and half down. Butter pecan skin. Thick lips that he obviously licked often. They had a shine to them that made me want to kiss him. I couldn’t stop looking. He stood out in the room full of business professionals in an enthralling way that only a Black man from the hood could master.

“But you’re correct. I wanted to catch up. I ran into Lana, and she was telling me how well you’re doing. Her and Jaseer got married, and I’m kind of upset I missed out on the celebration…” she paused and sighed. “Sorry, I’m rambling like we’ve been talking consistently.”

She want that money

“I always knew when God sent me the man He crafted for me that He wouldn’t make any mistakes,” Lilac whispered. “You speak to my soul in ways only He could have prepared you for. I’m grateful.” I lifted my head, and she stared down at me through a hooded gaze. “I love you.”