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C A T C H 22 |BWWM|

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1940s abuse bwwm country hate heartbreak highschool historicalromance interracial latelover loveconquers racism romance romancereads2019 society sweet texttospeech war

Deen and Paislee                           Vanilla and chocolate 
    
Day and night.                                                  Hot and cold

      
                                       Colored | White


"You know we could never get married, you just flipped your lid. We would be a closet case." 

"Why couldn't we get our rings, babydoll?" His green eyes danced with confusion as he stroked my cheek softly. 

"Because you're white and well, I'm a negro. Everyone knows whites and blacks don't bash, that's just how it goes unless you like death. So marriage, that's-that's an odd ball, Deen." 

                                                 ° ° °
Nothing could go wrong in the busy town of Jackson, Mississippi, for everything was splendid. Absolutely splendid. 

Except for the occasional riots, or lynching of innocent colored girls, the heads hanged in the city square, or the burning cross' across the street from houses. The ear wrenching screams heard from dark alleys, the glares from men as you walked into "their" diner, going through the back doors at movie theaters, or standing on the bus after a day's long of work. 

This was all nothing to Paislee Miller, for she was your typical colored girl in the eye of the beholder. Living in Jackson all her life had brought her many things that she wouldn't trade in the world, even the constant racism and hate that flowed through the city's air. That is until she meets Deen Rivera. He was nothing far from perfect if you asked, and everything grand. As Deen and Paislee cross paths many times she starts realizing that her solid heart was starting to open up for this green-eyed, winsome country boy. As for Deen, well he fell in love the minute he casted an eye to her. 

After that, he couldn't stop seeing her, touching her, loving her. Even if that meant breaking a 'WHITES ONLY' sign, it would all be worth it. Hopefully. . .


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