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  THAT NIGHT

  IN THE BAHAMAS

  A BWWM SINGLE PARENT ROMANCE By..

  KIMMY LOVE

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  Summary

  Single mother Dee was in the Bahamas for a vacation when she met a handsome but mysterious man named Ricardo.

  He claimed he was a photographer but Dee was not overly interested in that.

  What she was interested in was having a quick fling before she headed back to her normal life of working 9-5 and looking after a toddler.

  And have a fling she did. A very passionate one at that.

  However, she didn't bargain on this gorgeous man coming to visit her in Detroit to carry on their affair.

  Only problem was that Dee never told him about her daughter. And that was not the only secret she kept from him.

  Would her new lover be happy to overcome these obstacles in order to find love with her? Or would he be on the first flight back to the Bahamas?

  This is a heart warming but also steamy romance with TWISTS that you will never see coming.

  Copyright Notice

  That Night In The Bahamas © 2018, Kimmy Love

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

  This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher.

  Contents

  Chapter1

  Chapter2

  Chapter3

  Chapter4

  Chapter5

  Chapter6

  Chapter7

  chapter 8

  chapter 9

  chapter 10

  chapter 11

  chapter 12

  chapter 13

  chapter 14

  Chapter1

  Dee looked at the crisp blue water slowly coming towards the beach in front of her. It was her last day in the Bahamas, so she didn’t want to waste a second soaking up all the experience that was left. In one hand she held her purse and shoes, the other she carried the scarf that she had wrapped around her wide hips. She was wearing a pink high-waisted bikini, just enough to show off her amazing body while hiding the extra skin around her stomach. She let her natural curly hair blow in the wind, sunglasses being the only other accessory left. She felt the warm sand push its way through her toes as she walked along the beach, swerving in and out towards the edge of the water. Her warm mahogany skin was dotted with beads of sweat as the sun illuminated her light brown eyes.

  She and her friends had worked hard to save up some money to take a trip to the Bahamas together. They got a great package deal for airfare and hotel, so they just had to save their tips and bonuses to make enough to buy food and souvenirs for their families. The rest of the girls that Dee had traveled with were interested in partying all night and sleeping on the beach all day, but Dee was more interested in exploring the islands. She wanted to take home memories. Although she certainly enjoyed her drink occasionally, she didn’t want to take home a hangover. While her friends slept on the main beach, she decided to go looking for a different adventure. She wanted to see everything that the island had to offer.

  Dee wandered to a different part of the beach, the sand getting cleaner and the water getting harsher. There weren’t bits of leftover food or wrappers like some had left on the regular beach. The Bahamas were stunning, but the tourists that came along tainted some of the island’s natural beauty. She started walking on a lower part of the beach, high rocks casting a shadow over her path. The sand was getting colder, a relief for her feet. She considered putting her sandals back on, but the cooler area beneath her feet was all she needed. She hadn’t seen another person for half a mile now and started to wonder if she had been entering private property. She wasn’t too concerned. Dee had dealt with a lot worse than some angry beach owners.

  She no longer heard the buzz of the beach, a quiet she was getting excited for. She didn’t want to complain about her time on the beach one bit, but she was certainly looking forward to spending a little time away from the rest of the crowd. She wasn’t expecting there to be as many people on vacation as there were as they had waited a week after spring break to venture south. Other people probably had the same idea, meaning crowded resorts, restaurants, and beaches. A crab crawled across the sand, Dee remembering that in a place so full of life and color, she would never truly be alone.

  This was her first time traveling to a warm destination. Her mom didn’t have much money for trips as a child, and if she did have a little extra spending money, it wouldn’t be on a vacation for her kids. Dee worked for about a year to save for the trip along with a few coworkers and a couple of friends. She knew it would probably be the last vacation she’d have for a while as well.

  It wasn’t often Dee was able to see such a colorful and lively sight. The trees and bushes burst green vibrancy throughout the stark white beaches. She had never seen water so blue in her life. The water back in Michigan wasn’t the greatest, so Dee was enjoying the crystal-clear liquid. The sun was so hot on her skin she didn’t realize that it could burn so hard. Even though she had dark skin, it was still sore after a day out in the sun. It was doing wonders for her skin, however. She didn’t have a blemish on her body, and a few freckles appeared on the lights of her cheeks and across her deep rosy lips. The salty breeze breathed life into her bouncy curls, the sun bleaching a few and creating golden strands dotted throughout.

  Dee walked towards the edge of the water, the warm waves gently crawling over her feet and towards her knees. Her scarf had gotten a little wet, but Dee didn’t mind. She loved feeling so connected to nature. It was rare she could have such an intimate moment with the Earth. It was a feeling Dee desired. That wasn’t always accessible in a broken-down city like Detroit.

  She loved traveling, but there were certainly plenty of things that made it difficult for her to indulge. She could barely afford to feed herself, so having the money to go out was a rarity. She saved birthday money, Christmas presents, and ate the cheapest meals possible for months to get this experience. She was enjoying every second, but part of her still felt sad knowing that it wouldn’t always last.

  Back home she thought of her family, a source of happiness as well as a dismal reminder of the depression that awaited. She loved her big family more than anything, and nothing brought her more joy than when they could all spend time together. Still, barely being able to provide for herself made her feel guilty that she wasn’t doing enough for her family. She just wanted to take care of everyone back home, but there was plenty getting in the way of that. They certainly had their own lives, but part of Dee felt bad, wondering if she could be doing more.

  She had traveled a bit further from the public beach, but she was getting a higher view of the water. At first,
the beach dipped a bit, but Dee found a rocky hill that she could climb to a grassy cliff. Wildflowers dotted the border, bursting more color onto Dee’s already enigmatic mood. She looked back, barely being able to see the public beach anymore. She knew her friends wouldn’t worry too much about her, as they would likely wait until sunset to return to the hotel and prepare for a night out. Dee kept walking just a little further, now overlooking the blue water below. She was at the highest point she could see, and behind her were trees. The islands weren’t that hilly, but she had found the perfect spot to get a stunning view of the water.

  Never in her life had she seen such a beautiful sight. Of course, there were certain moments that took her breath away more than others but compared to the gray city and cloudy skies she was used to seeing in Detroit, the view seemed almost mystical.

  “Can I take a picture of you?” Dee heard someone ask from behind. She turned around to see a handsome man wearing all white standing there, holding a camera. He didn’t have shoes on and his shirt was only half buttoned. He was wearing loose drawstring pants, all thin white. He had bright eyes that swallowed Dee whole and wispy brown locks that framed his strong face.

  “Oh, I’m sorry, is this private?” she asked, a little frightened. She looked around and realized she couldn’t see anything else but this man and the thick trees behind him. She had been in worse situations, but she still felt a bit frightened. She had her phone and a pretty good knowledge of self-defense moves, so she wouldn’t let herself get too hostile right away.

  “Um no, or well, I don’t know. I’m just renting a house through the woods back there. I was walking around taking pictures and, well, I couldn’t help but notice how bright you glowed in the sun,” he told her, smiling as he revealed all this information to the tense Dee. She loosened up a bit at his warm smile, unable to control a little grin spreading through her rosy cheeks as well.

  “Oh, thanks. I was just at the beach with some friends and started wandering.” She smiled back.

  “I’m Ricardo Lomas,” he said with a smile. His mouth stretched far across his angular jaw.

  “I’m Dominique Austin,” she responded, reaching out her hand, “but you can call me Dee.” His face instantly lit up once he touched her hand. She stood there for a moment, enjoying his smile surrounded by the smell of the water. His thick brown hair flew a bit in the wind, though there wasn’t much of a breeze to push the locks pushed to the side and tucked behind his ear.

  He had gray stubble popping out on his chin and in his sideburns, but a dark shadow still filled the rest of his face. His eyes were big and bulged a bit, making his sockets stand out strong against his sharp nose. Dee thought some of his features were a bit funny, but altogether, along with his thick Spanish accent, Dee felt paralyzed.

  “That’s a beautiful name,” he told her, taken aback by her striking figure and effortless glow. Dee was the girl everyone was jealous of when it came to their figure. She could eat fast food all day every day and still lose five pounds. She had a great set of natural breasts and a rounded behind to match her thick thighs. Not everyone could handle such a strong and tall woman like Dee, but Ricardo felt magnetic towards her presence.

  “So, are you a photographer?” she asked, pointing to his camera.

  “Yeah, actually, you might know some of my work,” he told her with a little bit of an attitude. Dee didn’t know who he was but got the sense that she should.

  “Oh really? Like what?” she asked, curious if he was just all talk.

  “I do a lot of high fashion pictures. It doesn’t matter,” he said, smiling. “I just didn’t want you to think I was some regular weirdo asking to snap pictures.” They both laughed.

  “Well, let me see what you have,” Dee said, posing. Ricardo started taking pictures, easily catching the glow on Dee’s soft cheekbones. The mist of the water along with her sweat from the walk had created a dewy glow across her chest and shoulders. She looked like she was made of glitter.

  “Well, let me see,” she said after he took a few pictures. He pulled them up on the camera for her to see, and Dee was surprised at the woman she saw in front of her. Most of the time, she would see a picture of herself and feel too tall, wide, or masculine. Ricardo knew how to capture her dominating presence while still showing a softer side to her feminine glow.

  “These are really good.” She laughed as she looked at the photographs in shock.

  “Have you done modeling before?” he asked.

  “No, no way.” She laughed. “I’m way too old for that.”

  “Well it certainly doesn’t show,” he told her, looking deep into her eyes.

  “Well, thanks for the pictures I guess,” Dee said, walking away. She walked a few feet before she heard his voice again.

  “This is going to sound so incredibly strange, I hate even asking this it’s going to sound weird,” he said shyly, “but would you be willing to come to my studio just for a few more pictures?” he asked. Dee considered running away right then and there, but something told her that she could trust those bottomless brown eyes.

  “You have a studio here?” she asked, confused about how he managed to have a setup in the woods on the beach.

  “Well, I set up a studio in the garage of the cabin I rented. I told you, I’m a photographer, it’s my job,” he said with a smile. Dee hadn’t gotten a strange request like that in a while, but her gut told her that it would be fine to follow him into the woods.

  “Sure, I guess that’s something I could do.” She laughed.

  “I promise, I’m not a serial killer.” He laughed. That only made Dee feel stranger. She pulled out her phone to text her friends that she met someone on the beach. They would certainly encourage her to spend some time with a man. It had been a while since Dee had been with anyone else.

  “A friend of mine owns this beautiful space he lets me rent out from him when I need to clear my mind,” he explained to Dee as he led her through a green trail to a small cabin.

  “I was supposed to have a shoot here with a different model, but things didn’t turn out the way I had wanted,” he told Dee as he frantically unlocked the metal door attached to a large barn behind a nice cabin. It was clear that whoever owned the property was very wealthy, but Dee still felt off entering the metal building with this random man. She was starting to get a bit worried about where she had agreed to go with this stranger. He was just so cute, however, and Dee almost felt as if she could see the good pouring out of him. She was good at trusting her gut, but she certainly had moments where she jumped in headfirst a bit too fast.

  She walked into a massive garage and felt like she was in a dream. She saw right away from the backdrop and various equipment that he was, indeed, a professional photographer. That didn’t mean that he couldn’t also possibly be a serial killer, but still, Dee felt a little better knowing that he was telling the truth so far. He didn’t say anything and only gestured for her to walk around and get a good look at what was set up in the garage.

  “I had a shoot scheduled for this new line coming out for the summer collection. I had all these great ideas of what to do, but when they bring me the model, she’s nothing that I had envisioned. I only needed a few more shots to finish off the collection, but I just couldn’t do it if it were the wrong person. Do I sound totally crazy?” he asked, already showing a little vulnerability to Dee. She was shocked to see this abandoned set, wondering what clothing line he was taking photographs for.

  “No, you just sound passionate,” Dee said, still observing the room.

  “Exactly!” Ricardo said as he made his way to the camera.

  There were bright lights hanging a few feet above, illuminating the whole room. The walls were brick and the windows were high in the room. She walked over to a rack of clothes and started fingering through the luxurious items.

  “Aren’t those just wonderful pieces?” Ricardo asked as he approached Dee. “Try one on,” he told her.

  “Oh no, I could never,�
� Dee answered, honestly not sure if any of the garments would even be in her size.

  Ricardo pushed through a few pieces before stopping on a simple long jean button-up shirt. Dee probably had a few tops like that in her own closet that she collected from various thrift stores, but it felt strange now to hold something that was probably incredibly expensive. She unbuttoned it from the hanger and slipped it on over her bikini, setting her scarf and purse down at a nearby table.

  “What do you think?” she asked, barefoot and still feeling hot from the sun.

  “It looks like it was made for you! Your face is perfectly circular and seems like it would go with any look,” he described.

  Dee had never thought about her face in a way like he was describing. She thought that her own face was a bit plain.

  “Here, come stand over here,” Ricardo said, pointing to the backdrop placed in front of the camera. It was plain white, but a neon pink light shaped like lips illuminated a feminine glow over the stark white set.

  “The lighting looks perfect on your skin,” he told her as she stepped in front of the camera. “Now, just stand normal like how you would be waiting for the bus or in line at the movies.”

  Dee could hear the camera snapping photographs, but she still felt strange, not sure how to stand. Normally, when someone was taking a photograph of her, they would be doing so with family members, or in a professional setting. Dee wasn’t sure how she was supposed to stand. Should she be looking sexy? Seductive? Clueless? High fashion?

  “You’re doing a pretty good job. How about we try on some sunglasses?” he asked her, walking to a table on the other side of the studio where several pairs of sunglasses were laying out. “Here, these look perfect.”