End Detour
The Mystic Museum Series 4
By Loc Glin
Genre: Erotic Romance
Word Count: 32,964
Heat Rating: SEXTREME
Categories: Erotic Romance (MF), African-American, Contemporary, paranormal elements, HEA
BLURB:
Visiting Minerva’s Mystic Museum can change
lives forever. Magic makes life altering changes possible. Can Shamika
and Harold forgive and forget? Can they overcome trust issues and make a
life together?
Shamika must give up the life that she has
come to accept and trust as normal. Is it time for a change? Does she
really want a change? Will her history as a prostitute make that change
impossible? Does Harold’s stubbornness prevent it? The unlikely pair are
about to find out.
One encounter in a barn catapults these
two strangers down a road of self examination and rediscovery. Past
events have tainted their visions of what life should be. The powers
that be have given them the opportunity to change their lives. Join them
as they conquer their fears and the past disappointments that haunt
them.
Family ties will be drawn into question. A possible future together will terrify them.
Mystic Museum magic is in the air!
TEASER EXCERPT
At the dinner table, Harold tapped Nate’s shoulder. “Mind if I sit here, Buddy?”
“Buddy?” Nate’s startled face looked up, and then he stood, pushing the chair back as he did so. “You feeling okay? Since when am I your buddy?”
“I guess I should apologize for the way I’ve been treating you,” Harold muttered.
“Apologize? To me? Did I hear you right?” Nate’s shocked expression disappeared as he looked down at Mika, and then back at Harold. “I get it now. No problem, Buddy, she’s already told me where I stand with her.”
Nate put his hand on Harold’s shoulder and leaned close. “I wish you luck. She’s really a nice person. I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to figure it out,” he whispered in Harold’s ear before he moved away.
He looked at Nate strangely. Nate was being civil and he didn’t have to be. It made Harold ashamed of the way he’d treated him in the past. He was going to have to try to rectify that. Maybe he’d misjudged Nate.
Harold nodded, “Thanks,” he said.
“It’s nice sitting next to Mika. You’re going to like it Uncle Harold. She always smells good, and she’s funny, too,” Billy said.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Harold smiled at Billy and winked at Mika.
Billy leaned forward so he could see around Mika. Cupping his hand around the side of his mouth, he whispered, “I thought you were mad at her. You always said mean things to her.”
“I did, didn’t I?”
Billy nodded. “Uh huh.”
Harold leaned in front of Mika, too. Lowering his head conspiratorially, he asked, “Do you think she’ll forgive me?”
Billy looked up at Mika. Mika nodded. “I think so,” Billy whispered.
“Should I ask her now?” Another nod from Billy. Harold straightened up to a sitting position. Taking Mika’s hand, he asked, “Can you forgive me for being so mean to you? I promise to make it up to you.” Her hand felt so right in his, so he did what was in his heart. He lifted it to his lips.
Mika gasped. Apparently she hadn’t expected him to express his feelings so openly.
“I think you scared her, Uncle Harold.”
“He didn’t scare me, Billy, he surprised me.” She squeezed Harold’s fingers and smiled at him.
“I hope to continue surprising you for a long time.” He was going to put his heart out there. He had to let her know she was important to him.
At the dinner table, Harold tapped Nate’s shoulder. “Mind if I sit here, Buddy?”
“Buddy?” Nate’s startled face looked up, and then he stood, pushing the chair back as he did so. “You feeling okay? Since when am I your buddy?”
“I guess I should apologize for the way I’ve been treating you,” Harold muttered.
“Apologize? To me? Did I hear you right?” Nate’s shocked expression disappeared as he looked down at Mika, and then back at Harold. “I get it now. No problem, Buddy, she’s already told me where I stand with her.”
Nate put his hand on Harold’s shoulder and leaned close. “I wish you luck. She’s really a nice person. I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to figure it out,” he whispered in Harold’s ear before he moved away.
He looked at Nate strangely. Nate was being civil and he didn’t have to be. It made Harold ashamed of the way he’d treated him in the past. He was going to have to try to rectify that. Maybe he’d misjudged Nate.
Harold nodded, “Thanks,” he said.
“It’s nice sitting next to Mika. You’re going to like it Uncle Harold. She always smells good, and she’s funny, too,” Billy said.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Harold smiled at Billy and winked at Mika.
Billy leaned forward so he could see around Mika. Cupping his hand around the side of his mouth, he whispered, “I thought you were mad at her. You always said mean things to her.”
“I did, didn’t I?”
Billy nodded. “Uh huh.”
Harold leaned in front of Mika, too. Lowering his head conspiratorially, he asked, “Do you think she’ll forgive me?”
Billy looked up at Mika. Mika nodded. “I think so,” Billy whispered.
“Should I ask her now?” Another nod from Billy. Harold straightened up to a sitting position. Taking Mika’s hand, he asked, “Can you forgive me for being so mean to you? I promise to make it up to you.” Her hand felt so right in his, so he did what was in his heart. He lifted it to his lips.
Mika gasped. Apparently she hadn’t expected him to express his feelings so openly.
“I think you scared her, Uncle Harold.”
“He didn’t scare me, Billy, he surprised me.” She squeezed Harold’s fingers and smiled at him.
“I hope to continue surprising you for a long time.” He was going to put his heart out there. He had to let her know she was important to him.
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