See No Evil – The Book of Legend Read Online Tiana Laveen

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 112755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
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Legend rolled his eyes when he heard this playing from my car today when I pulled up.

I know that mothafucka’s a fuck boy. Just like the song say, I’m tryna be fuck nigga free. Does that really apply to him though? He ain’t Black… well hell, though, ANY man can be a fuck boy. Race be damned. I think Freddie said his mama is White, and his Dad Mexican or something like that. If I didn’t see Legend’s fine ass with my own eyes, I would’ve sworn he was Black. He sho ’nuff sounds like it. He moves like it, too, but it’s not too cartoonish or clichéd. I hate that. I can’t stand it when a White man try to act Black, or a Black man try ’nd be an Oreo. Puttin’ on some show. Legend don’t come across like that at all. Like a walking stereotype. Naw, it’s more… I don’t know. Natural. Like he was born with it… like Maybelline. You know what? Let me stop playin’. It’s been a few days now since I’ve had his number. I’mma call him.

She turned the water off when it was high enough and full of fragrant suds, then walked back to the kitchen to check on the chili. Turning the eye off, she let it boil in its juices a bit longer. This’ll be good after my bath. I got a ream of crackers somewhere. I can sprinkle some cheese on it, too. I prefer to make it from scratch, but I been cookin’ all day yesterday for my exam, and I just ain’t got the energy right now after working late again.

Speaking of work, I wonder if he works every day? On his business card, it says he’s a cleaning technician. I don’t even know what the hell that is. Maybe a fancy word for a janitor. I know he’s good for a laugh if nothing else. He has people in class rollin’, including the teacher. He can cook, too. I wonder who taught him to cook like that? He said he ain’t been to school before now. That must come natural to him, too. Yeah, I can call him while I’m in the tub. It won’t hurt to have new friends. I don’t want a man, damn sure don’t need a man right now, but he is probably cool to chill with. He seems like he’d be a lot of fun, and if nothing else, he can make me some bomb ass food. Hell, maybe I’ll even hire him for my restaurant when I’m finally able to get it up and running.

She gathered her long, curly tresses with a green butterfly hair clip, and slowly got into the tub. After she got settled, she took a sip from a wine cooler she’d chilled the night before, and picked up her phone. Meanwhile, her bedroom television played music videos softly in the background. He answered on the second ring, and she immediately heard, ‘Period,’ from Boosie Badazz, featuring DaBaby coming from his end.

“Legend…” he said.

“Hmph, that’s no way to answer the phone. Do you always answer calls from unknown numbers? I could’ve been a bill collector,” she teased. “Guess who this is?”

“I know who it is. It’s Little Miss Mean Ass!” He laughed. “When you cuss at me, it turns me on, Desiree. The way you said ‘motherfucker’ to me gets my engines revving.”

She burst out laughing, hating him for making her giggle right off the bat. “He was now calling her ‘L.M.M.A.’ in class, and nobody knew what it meant, except for her.

“Yes, it’s me. Little Miss Mean Ass…”

“What are you doing? You home?” he asked.

It sounded like he was pulling a drawer open.

“Yeah, got caught in that rain that was comin’ down. Now I’m in the bathtub.”

She noticed he went quiet for an unnerving amount of time.

“You okay, Legend?”

“…Yeah. Rain. Bath… Ms. Florence said drippin’ wet…” he said under his breath.

“Ms. Florence? Who is Ms. Florence?”

“Uh, nothin’… I’m just thinking about something else. Sorry about that.” He cleared his throat.

She wasn’t certain if it was a sexual innuendo, song lyrics, or what, but decided to let it go. She then went on to explain that her daughter was spending the night at a friend’s house, and she finally had some time to herself to unwind.

“What you been up to today, Legend?”

“Got in from work. Took a nap, then a shower.”

“Speakin’ of work, your card says you a technician… um, cleaning technician. I have no idea what that is.”

The man proceeded to explain that he works for a friend of his named Axel, who owned a company cleaning up crime and death scenes. It was shocking. But now she had a new respect for him. Anyone who could do that job had to be a special soul.

“Hmmm, that’s a shame. I bet it’s depressing at times I imagine, but somebody has to do it.”



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