FINAL SNEAK PEEK-INDIGO HAZE 4
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The finale we’ve all been waiting for drops TOMORROW! Aubreé Pynn has taken us one glorious ride. One that has made us feel every emotion possible, and she’s back to take us one more with Indie and Taj!
So buckle up because tomorrow we see just how this romance turns out! For now, we have one final sneak peek to hold you over!
My job is to make you comfortable enough to be yourself...
Taj's sense of security and stability that Indigo has provided is threatening to be snatched away from her. While she's left in limbo about Indie's past sins, Indie is trying to tie up all loose ends. There is nothing he wants more than to live life with Taj in peace.
While Indie is trying to protect Taj's peace, she's trying to heal every part of her heart that has been damaged in the last four years.
Will Taj and Indie get everything that their hearts desire, or will the damage of all the sins committed be the end of the haze they found themselves in?
Find out in the series finale of Indigo Haze: Thug Love is the Best Love.
SNEAK PEEK
Taj’s fingers were coated in coconut oil as she massaged his scalp. He basked in the moment enjoying Taj serve him. He placed a kiss on her inner thigh and released a sigh.
Taj’s voice was soft and soothing. “What’s on your mind?”
“Nothing at the moment, I got a damn headache,” he muttered. Without missing a beat, Taj popped up and scurried over to her bag to return with a tiny vile of oil, taking her former position. She carefully dapped a tiny amount of oil on her fingertips and put the top back on it. Placing her fingers on his temples, Taj massaged the oil softly. Indie’s shoulders relaxed and his head fell back deeper in her lap.
His eyes slowly opened and locked with her large brown eyes looking back at him. “What are you doing to me, girl?”
She chuckled softly and said, “Taking care of you. Rosemary is good for headaches. A trick I picked up from my mom.”
“That’s good shit,” he mumbled, relaxing more. “If only she taught you how to cook.”
“You got jokes like I won’t wrap my legs around you and smother you.” She giggled, not taking her eyes off of his.
He smiled and licked his lips. “I’ll eat my way out.”
“Stop! You’re nasty.”
“You like it,” he rumbled taking in a deep breath.
Taj hummed and moved her hands from his temples back to his scalp. “You be knowin’. Now tell me what’s on your mind.”
Indie swallowed and traced his fingers along her leg. “I’m at a point where I can’t carry everything and everyone anymore...I’m over getting locked up over bullshit. Don’t get me wrong, I love them. Ricky and I have been to war together and with each other but I’m getting too old for this shit. I earned my stripes, I did what I was supposed to do for him, for the set, for my hood. I want to live my life and not worry about what’s around the next corner.”
Taj’s hands rested on the side of his face now, eyes still connected. He had all of her attention. The connection they shared was beautiful, like one of those paintings that hung up in your grandmother’s house celebrating black love. Indie sat between her thighs contently in a pair of boxer briefs and his bare tattooed and scarred chest. Taj gladly accepted him to rest his troubles in her lap. Her college tshirt hung off her shoulders and the boy shorts she wore hugged her hips enough for Indie to admire how sexy she was without trying. Her large hair fell over her face like a veil.
“You’re not done yet, babe,” Taj replied.
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