I’m as successful, as Lady O if you asked my mother.
But lately, successful, saved, and satisfied is equaling stale, sarcastic, and stagnate.
I’m teaching young, gifted adults to become intellectually creditable, all the while wondering what has intellect gotten me? A nice house, car, and an empty bed that I refuse to allow anyone I know to lay in. I’ve outgrown satisfaction by self-sabotaging acts of sins and if another man ever gets close enough for me to take the bed, it’s going to be after the night he and I wed.
So for now, I’m about to ditch my life.
New York City and my best friend is calling my name.
Food, fun, and my bff and the turn up is about to be real.
Nonetheless, I never anticipated Pierce Jansen.
He an intellectual, billionaire, and he loves the chocolate skin I’m in. Pierce also wants to do things to my body I’m not willing to let go down. All I wanted for Christmas was food, fun, fellowship, and a good vacation.
This tenacious, handsome, wealthy, older gentleman is trying to turn my vacation into a blissful stay-cation. But did I mention, he’s caucasian, wants to be married now, and for me, this is definitely Something Different For Christmas.