Fifty Shades Of Black: An Erotic Romance by Sierra Darcey Read Free Book Online Page B

and the two of them sat on the living room floor cutting and placing photos of his family into the frames. He seemed fond of his nieces and nephews, talking a little bit about each of their personalities while they worked.
         “No kids of your own?” Cher ilyn asked.
         “No.”
         She considered asking Marcus if he wanted to have children someday, but didn’t want to appear overly anxious to settle down, talking about kids this early in their relationship. 
         On the one hand she enjoyed their alone time, sometimes it was exciting to have a secret love, a private life with just the two of them. But never being able to talk about it, brag about it, rejoice in it, be open about it just plain sucked. Pretending she wasn’t seeing anyone was wearing on her last nerve and lying to her friends and co-workers made her feel guilty. She decided to tell Marcus her feelings.
         He listened attentively and then said, “Tell you what, tomorrow night we’ll go on a date, a real one out in public.”
         “And how are we going to manage that?”
         “I’ve got the perfect idea. We’ll go on one of those river boat rides they’re always advertising.”
         Cherry dismissed the idea. “Only tourists go on those big boats.”
         “Exactly. We won’t run into anyone we know there.”
         “Isn’t that a lot of trou ble just to go on a date?” Cherilyn leaned back on her elbows.
         “I’m willing to give it a try.” Marcus smiled, “What about you? Are you in or out?”

 
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER EIGHT
     
         The next evening around sunset, Cherilyn arrived at the dock. She was excited to see Marcus, but he stood off to one side, barely nodded to her and then looked away. He had no idea how much it hurt her feelings that she couldn’t go to him. She looked around. It did appear to be a tourist crowd, but still you couldn’t be sure, some employee might have friends or family visiting and decide to take them on a boat trip. Tash was right it was like dating a married man. It made her feel dirty or wrong somehow, and wondered for the millionth time if she should continue the relationship. She looked back, caught his eye and knew in her heart she didn’t have it in her to break it off with him.
         Tourists started walking the ramp to the ship, and after everyone got on, at the very last second, Marcus and Cherilyn boarded also. Marcus checked all three levels of the boat and assured her no one from work was on board. The two of them sat up on the top level to feel the cool evening wind on their faces. Cherry laughed at herself, she was delighted that he had this idea and was willing to go to such lengths to please her. And she felt stupidly, ridiculously happy all because they got to sit together for a whole hour in public.
         They sat close together holding hands. Cherilyn laughed, “As dates go, this is so corny.”
         Marcus kissed her cheek, “I like corny.”
         “I love the way this city looks at night.” She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, “The skyline, the buildings, the lights on the water.”
         “It is beautiful, but not as beautiful as you.”
         “Oh brother,” Cherry laughed, “talk about corny.”
         “It’s true, you are a fine looking woman.”
         “I’m glad you think so. What do you think of my town?”
         “I like it a lot. But there are a few peculiar phrases I’ve picked up.”
         “Oh, such as?”
         “Redd up, for meaning clean up.”
         “Yeah, that’s common as pierogies and kielbasa around here.”
         “And cheese steak?”
         “Now you’re talkin’.  Are you a football fan? Pittsburgh’s home of the black and yellow.”
         “I became a Patriots fan while I was at college in Connecticut. But I don’t follow any team now.”
         “ Connecticut?  Is that where’re