Pretty Fly For A White Guy (BWWM Romance)

By Lena Skye

He is cute. He is sexy. He is confident. He is charming and most girls will admit he is pretty fly for a white guy.

He is Kenneth and he is the love of Nicole's life.

However, it has been over a year since they were together officially and all signs are suggesting it is over for good between them. The fact he is now dating her ex-best friend is just the tip of the iceberg.

Can she ever get over him and find happiness with someone else? Or should she fight for the man she believes she is meant to be with?

Warning: This story does contain scenes of a sexual nature and is the type of book your mama will have warned you about. This black woman & white man interracial romance is a 25,000 word novella.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lena Skye
• Release date: Jun 14, 2014
• ISBN: 9781498982740

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Pretty Fly For A

White Guy

A BWWM Interracial Romance By..

LENA SKYE

Summary

He is cute. He is sexy. He is confident. He is charming. His name is Kenneth and he is the love of Nicole's life. However, it has been over a year since they were together officially and all signs are suggesting it is over for good between them. The fact he is now dating her ex-best friend is just the tip of the iceberg....

Can she ever get over him and find happiness with someone else? Or should she fight for the man she believes she is meant to be with?

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Contents

#Chapter1

#Chapter2

#Chapter3

#Chapter4

#Chapter5

#Chapter6

#Chapter7

#Chapter8

#Chapter9

#Chapter10

#Chapter11

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#Chapter1

If a man is going to be a dirt bag, he will BE a dirt bag!

Patrice

Most people compare their lives to movies and books.

Movies and books imply a happy ending if you’re lucky. My life has seemed like more of a soap opera, well my love life anyway. It’s been an endless stream of bullshit and I just can’t seem to get over that one special person. I know that I should move on but when your heart is attached, there isn’t much that you can do about it. Some women have the power to move on from men that don’t mean them any good, but most women are like me. We fall in love with a man that we perceive to be absolutely amazing, we find out that he has all kinds of issues, and then we hope that we’re lucky enough to be able to settle for him in the future.

That’s the way that I feel about Kenneth.

Kenneth and I have been on and off for 3 years and right now we’re in an off period. It’s been a whole year since we’ve officially dated. We met through some mutual friends a while back and we hit it off immediately. He’s the typical alpha male, when he steps into a room his presence demands attention. He’s 6’3, handsome, dark hair, muscular physique, beautiful smile, and slit dimples to die for. The fact he is white and I am Black has never actually  been an  issue at all. Not for us or for our friends. I guess we live in times now where biracial relationships are not as taboo as they once were, certainly not in Atlanta, anyway. However, subconsciously I do often wonder if maybe we were the same race,  then our relationship might be a bit....smoother?

The bad side of him is that he comes off as a bit of a player. I would constantly find texts, or be approached by women that he had been dealing with. This usually leads to an ugly break-up,  him coming back, and me accepting  his apology. It’s kind of hard not to because he always seems so sincere and I have a huge soft spot for him. That’s why I can’t believe that it’s been a year since he’s tried to come back. Sure,  I’ve seen him quite a bit since then. We hang out in the same social circles. It’s hard to not run into him in Atlanta. We’re a pretty decent sized city but all of us in the fashion industry hang out with  each other. There is no escaping it.

Earth to Nicole, my friend Jasmine said as she snapped her fingers in front of my face. Girl, the waiter is about to come back around and you better be ready, I’m hungry.

Don’t worry about me, you’re always the one holding me up, I laughed.

It’s the both of you, Patrice chimes in, the both of you heffas better have it together so that we can order.

Jasmine and I laughed because we both knew that Patrice was right. It’s always fun to get on her nerves because she’s a stickler for timeliness. She hates waiting for anything and so it’s interesting that she’s our friend. Jasmine and I are never on time unless it’s something that we’re getting paid for.

I have a lot of associates but Jasmine and Patrice are my best friends. The three of us met in college and we’ve been best friends ever since. Jasmine was my roommate and Patrice shared a bathroom with us. Patrice was roommates with a white girl named Amelia, and all four of us were inseparable during undergrad. We all had fashion dreams and we pushed each other to great things. We are still the driving force behind each other’s success.

Sometimes I miss Amelia, but then I remember why I hate her. She slept with Jasmine’s man two years ago, and they were engaged at the time. It was a terrible situation and Jasmine is still recovering from the whole ordeal. She’s sworn off of relationships and she’s focusing on her fashion line, which is pretty successful.

The waiter came back to our table and we ordered our food. One of our favorite spots is the Zuma Sushi and Saki Bar. We all like saki, and we love sushi. We can’t get enough of it and the red and black vibe of it is great for conversations amongst ourselves. A lot of our lives have been discussed at these tables.

Do you think that Kenneth will ever come back? I blurted out.

They both looked at each other and rolled their eyes. I know that they’re tired of hearing my questions, thoughts, and complaints about Kenneth but I just can’t help it. My heart is still tied up in him and it hasn’t quelled. I saw him at a networking event a week before and he looked so damned good. Women were all over him because he’s hot and he is one of the few straight men in our industry. He isn’t into the creative side of the industry but he’s one hell of an accountant. Most of the Atlanta fashion community uses him to manage their funds.

He acknowledged me but he didn’t say much else to me. He treated me as if I had done something wrong. If I remember correctly, he was the one talking to other girls and not the other way around. Technically I should be the one ignoring him and treating him as if he doesn’t exist. He had a lot of damned nerve to do that to me. It should have pissed me off but all it did was hurt my feelings.

Why would you want his trifling ass back? Jasmine said while giving me an exasperated look.

I just don’t understand why you’re still thinking about him.

I’m sorry, Nicole, but she’s right, Patrice added,  you’re  worth so much more than that. Didn’t we just see him last week and he acted like he didn’t even know you.

I sighed, I know,  you both are right but I miss him so much. I’ve tried dating other people but it’s just not the same. No one else makes me feel the way that he does.

Patrice smacked her lips, You must mean that no one else can make you cry your eyes out for three weeks straight and keep you from leaving your house? It took us forever to get you to rejoin society the last time he fucked up.

Yeah, but do you think he’s over me? What’s wrong with me? I did everything right, at least I think so. I was a damned good girlfriend but it just never seemed like enough.

That's the thing, Jasmine said, It’s not you, it’s him! He is an asshole and there is nothing that can change that. He won’t change, not for you, and not for anybody else. Believe me, I would know. I’ve been through this,  remember? I spend 6 months depressed and wondering why Deshawn cheated on me with Amelia. I kept wondering what I did wrong. Then I realized that it wasn’t me at all.

It’s true, Patrice said after she swallowed a California roll. If a man is going to be a dirt bag, he will BE a dirt bag! You can be the baddest bitch in the world and he’s still going to want someone else. Fuck Kenneth’s white boy ass.

I knew that what they were saying was true, but my heart just couldn’t come to terms