Book Jacket Synopsis

 

       Three years have passed since we last checked in with Ramona Shaw and Cheyenne Morris,

       and it seems the more things change, the more they stay the same.  Drama is dished up thick

       and heavy in the lives of the best friends and the people around them.

 

       Ramona and her live-in girlfriend, Leslie, experience a three-year itch and their relationship is

       called to task as Ramona realizes her life might be far too complicated to be stuck in a relationship

       box.  She begins to pursue other romantic endeavors that surprise everyone but Cheyenne and

       an event takes place that will change her life forever. 

 

       The Lewis’s, Cheyenne and Keith, are blissfully in love!  Their daughter is growing up healthy

       and happy and business couldn’t be better for this power couple, but past heartaches surface

       to test their trust and commitment.  Will their marriage survive?

 

       Darius and his fiancée, Amber Schneider, are expecting their first child and riding the blissful

       waves of love and joy as their family is on verge of formation…but will this rebound relationship last?  

       Darius begins to doubt his desire to marry Amber, but will Amber be easily disengaged from

       the man who’s child she is about to give birth to?

 

      Tawny Coleman is on a mission and once complete, a lot of powerful people’s careers will be over

      and a wealthy career of her own will be launched.  She’s been spending a lot of time with superstar

      rapper, Duane “DJ N-Sane” Jackson, but he no longer is the focus of her attention.  She taking notes

      and taking names for what will become the biggest blockbuster tell-all book of the century!

  

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       EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER THREE

 

Bright and early this morning, I get a call from Tawny, my office assistant, and she’s rattling like a lunatic into the phone.  I’m still trying to get a few winks in, but between her high-pitched squealing and Keith’s ever-present a.m. hard-on pressing me in the center of my lower spine, I know the prospect of going back to sleep is null and void. 

The movement of my reaching over for my ringing cell phone was enough to rouse my husband and his anatomy, so even if I did manage to get off the phone, Keith would want to try to get in a quickie before I had to go in and check on our little girl.

 

Tawny was beside herself this morning, so I pushed the covers off of me and took the phone to the bathroom where I turned on the shower faucet and take my morning piss.

“OK, Tawny, calm down.  What’s the deal?”

“Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod!  You’ve got to let me work on this assignment with you.”

“What assignment and what would you be doing?”

“I will do anything you want me to do.  I’ll run and get bagels, I’ll carry all of your equipment, all of your design boards, I will even baby sit Savannah on site when Ms. Ramona can’t keep her.  Ohmigod!  This is so exciting!”

“What is exciting?”

I wiped myself, stood and flushed the toilet.  Just then, Keith came shuffling in the bathroom, buck naked, sporting his au natural morning woody and went to stand in front of the toilet.  I guess he had to pee, too.

“Don’t miss, Keith.  Control your pole.  I hate having to mop just because you can’t aim.”

“Miss Cheyenne.  You have to promise me I can work on your new project.  Please.  I’d work a week for free.”

“Okay, now I really have to pay attention to what the hell you’re talking about.  What has got you all out of sorts?  I don’t have any exciting new projects that would have you acting this retarded.”

“You do now.  I got a call this morning on the cell to schedule an appointment for you to do Duane Jackson’s new house.  Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod!!”

“Duane Jackson?  That name doesn’t ring any bells.  Who is he, a family member you haven’t seen in ages?”

“No, even better.  Duane Jackson is none other than the hottest rapper on the scene right now.  He’s hotter than Nelly, TI, Jay-Z, Luda, and all the rest of them rolled into one.  His street name is DJ N-Sane.”

“No kidding?”

“No kidding, boss.  Wait, you said that like you don’t even know who he is.”

“I rarely listen to such music, Tawny, you know that.  Sometimes, it makes my head hurt.  I liked 2Pac, though.  He was the shit.”

“Well, DJ N-Sane sounds a little like him.  He’s got real flows that ain’t just about the street it is also about love, and relationships, and good, hot sex.”

“Uh-huh…and what song is out on the radio right now by him?”

“His new album just dropped two weeks ago.  It’s already sold like twenty or thirty million copies.  His newest single from the album is ‘Bitches in My Ride’.  It’s jammin’.”

“Bitches…in my ride?  That’s jammin’?”

“Yeah, I’ll let you hear it when you get in the office.  I bought his album the minute it went on the market.  He’s got a love rap on there called, ‘Puttin’ It on You’.”

“Let me get off this phone before I vomit.  If you think that sounds like a love anthem, I think you are sillier than I thought you were when you woke me up screaming in the phone at eight-fifteen on a Saturday morning.”

“I’m sorry I woke you and Mr. Lewis.  I’ll see you when you get in the office.”

“Okay, Tawny, but thanks for the message, nonetheless.  You can call his people or whomever back and let them know I will come check out to the house later this afternoon.”

“Will do.  See ya.”

“Goodbye.”

Keith had taken a shower in my running water and was drying off as I hung up.

“What was that all about?”

“I pushed him aside and stepped under the water spray.  The refreshing blast of cool water helped wake me the rest of the way and as I wet my hair, I responded, “That was about my psychotic assistant and her ridiculous crush on this little man-boy rapper who has contacted my agency to design his new home.”

“What’s his name?”

“Duane Jackson.  She said his rapper name or whatever is DJ N-Sane or something.”

“Oh, yeah, I know of him.  He’s got a little game on him.  He’s good.”

“You listen to that shit?”

“Yeah, baby…when I’m with my boys and we’re hanging out.  What, you thought we’d just sit around and listen to Chopin?”

“No, but maybe not something from an album called ‘Bitches in My Ride’.”

“I don’t have that one, yet, but maybe I can get Tawny to burn me a copy.”  He laughed.

      

 

About the Co-Authors

 

           SHAWNTE HENDERSON:

 

           Shawnte’ is the co-founder and President of Page Turnerz Book Club and is currently is the

           process of developing PageTurner Publications. 

 

           She is the co-author of Where Friendship Lies, and has had several short stories

           and poetry published on Timbooktu.com and various magazines. 

 

           Ms. Henderson resides in Toledo, Ohio with her extended family and is mother to a new

           daughter.  She works in retail as a bookseller and as an Administrative Assistant.

 

           Fans, and haters alike, may contact her at tayhen2@yahoo.com.

 

 

           RAQUEL ELDRIDGE:

 

          

        Raquel lives in Houston, Texas where she is the owner/CEO of Prose Pros Publishing Company

        under which she’s released all four novels.

  

        She’s been interviewed individually and as part of the writing team that includes the co-author

        of the Where Friendship Lies series, Shawnte’ Henderson.  Most are intrigued by the unique nature

        of their business and personal relationship as collaborators who, to this day, have never physically

        met.

 

        A member of many organizations including the NAACP YAC, NAWW, PWNH, and HELP Sister

        Connect (www.helpsister.com), she’s an active community member who partners with initiatives

        that enforce women’s empowerment and is passionate about mentoring young women and girls.

        Her literary affiliations have included Gospel Xpress Magazine, UrbanThang.com, The

        ReMain Company, U B Trippin’, Comedy Salad and will soon include a new column on the singles

        web group, Dateless in Houston.

 

        She’s currently busy completing future releases, Tainted Relations and The Best Revenge.

 

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