AFRICAN AMERICAN URBAN FICTION: BWWM ROMANCE: Billionaire Baby Daddy (Billionaire Secret Baby Pregnancy Romance) (Multicultural & Interracial Romance Short Stories)

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this tour, it was unlikely our paths would cross again.
                  “You’re a really nice guy, but I really don’t think we are each what the other is looking for,” I said.
                  “Well, I wasn’t looking for anything. We met. Now, I’m looking to spend more time with you,” he said.
                  “That’s sweet, but let’s just stop before this starts. You’re a little old fashioned and I’ve dated ‘good old boys’ before. There is a fine line between chivalrous and sexist that men like that have a hard time finding. On top of that, you made it clear that I’m the first black girl you have been with. After you date me long enough to have a clear conscience, you will move on, glad to have had a black chick, but marry a white girl. And, for you it was some big deal just that I’m singing with this type of band. No, this isn’t going down,” I said.
                  “Well, let’s be fair here. You made it a point to tell me you try to read people, so you immediately look for ways to judge them and future interactions. I know you enjoyed our time together, but because of your preexisting notions about me and guys like me, we can’t even try to have a date, much less anything else. You are the one putting rules and limitations on everything,” he said, smiling less now.
                  “Fair enough. I didn’t mean to offend you. I still stand by what I said, though.”
                  “Well, I’ll give you space then. If you change your mind we can talk,” he said. “I’ll be staying with the tour tonight, and returning to my company tomorrow. If I don’t hear from you, I’ll understand and leave before the performance.”
                  He kissed my cheek and went to the elevator.
                  I waited a moment, then caught a taxi to keep my original plans. David stayed on my mind, but I felt I had made the best decision in the long run. I may have been his first black woman, but he was not the first white guy for me. There are some that could make it work, but he was not a part of that group as far as I could tell.
                  When the taxi arrived, I decided to just walk around downtown instead. I didn’t feel like explaining my change in plans to everyone.
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 6
                  Our performance at the Mobile Civic Center went well. We had a sold-out crowd this time and a few after events that the band encouraged everyone to attend.
                  I didn’t see David anymore in Mobile, not that I expected to. In hindsight, I thought I might have been a little hard on him. Even if I was right, at the moment he may have truly had interest and good intentions. Still, I knew I had spared both our feelings in the long run.
                  The next stop on the tour was a bit longer ride. We were making our way all the way down the Florida coast to Miami, then working our way back up to South Carolina. David was still on my mind, so I looked him up to be certain I had made the best decision.
                  Everything he had told me was true. He owned a sound research company and sold a lot of his technology to larger companies. They used it to improve their products. There were photos online of him when he was younger, before his breakthrough invention. He seemed to enjoy outdoorsy things and large-breasted blondes. There weren’t many photos of him with other women once his company started. At least he kept his private life private.
                  I was probably a notch in his belt that he enjoyed enough to attempt repeating. He didn’t put up much fight when I sent him away. I felt a bit better about my decision.
                  When we reached Miami, it was already late. Everyone went through check-in and headed to the rooms. Some went to each other’s rooms

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