Flinging All Spring: Sag Harbor Black Romances, #3

Return to the hotbed of riches, rivalries and romance in the Black Hamptons.

"Give. It. To me," Adella demanded now. As she leaned forward, sticking out her palm to receive it, she smelled liquor on Desmond.

"No." Ignoring her request, Desmond held the silk scarf over the stair banister.

Adella's eyes flapped in horror as it left his fingers, and sailed away from them, to the first floor below. Her nappy hair, unkempt and wild, was exposed. And now she felt naked, even as her fist clinched her robe across her throat.

Desmond sucked his lips, and the pupils of his eyes became airplane engines flying toward her. "Aside from lying about how you meet men, and concealing your natural hair, what else do you hide from the rest of the world?"

"None of your business. You had no right to do that."

"In three days, you're going to be my...