Love Is Blind. Rodney Suggs

      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