Love Is Blind. Rodney Suggs

Love Is Blind - Rodney Suggs


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      Love Is Blind

      Rodney J. Suggs

      Copyright © 2020 Rodney Suggs

      All rights reserved

      First Edition

      NEWMAN SPRINGS PUBLISHING

      320 Broad Street

      Red Bank, NJ 07701

      First originally published by Newman Springs Publishing 2020

      ISBN 978-1-64801-057-6 (Paperback)

      ISBN 978-1-64801-058-3 (Digital)

      Printed in the United States of America

      Table of Contents

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 19

       Chapter 20

       Chapter 21

       Chapter 22

       Chapter 23

       Chapter 24

       Chapter 25

       Chapter 26

       Chapter 27

       Chapter 28

       Chapter 29

       Chapter 30

       Chapter 31

       Chapter 32

       Chapter 33

       Chapter 34

       Chapter 35

       Chapter 36

       Chapter 37

       Chapter 38

       Chapter 39

       Chapter 40

       Chapter 41

       Chapter 42

       Chapter 43

       Chapter 44

       Chapter 45

       Chapter 46

      Chapter 1

      Slowly opening my eyes before the sounds of the radio took over the quiet in my bedroom, I stared at the clock to see 4:45 a.m. Rolling over on my left shoulder, I kissed my girlfriend, Janet Thompson, on the cheek and then planted another on her forehead. I sat up at the end of the bed looking over Janet’s calm, naked body as she lay there sound asleep. I got dressed and then headed down the elevator of my four-story home to the gym for an intense three-mile run on the treadmill.

      After I hit the weights, I relaxed in the sauna to wrap up my training. Returning to the main floor of the house, I glanced down at my watch to see how much time I had left before getting ready for work. As I walked off the elevator, I was welcomed by smells of sizzling bacon, hash browns, and homemade waffles and the aroma of fresh-brewing coffee. “Good morning, Féch. Food smells amazing as usual,” I said to my personal chef while opening the refrigerator for a bottle of water.

      “Good morning, Kahlil. Thank you very much. I have to refuel your body from your workout,” she replied.

      I knew Féch was in her forties, but she would never tell me her actual age. She was born in Madrid, Spain, but grew up in New York where she became a chef. She had one of the sexiest accents I’d ever heard. Receiving sexy accented greetings from


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