by L. V. Lewis
“This is my neighbor, Dr. Angel Sandoval,” he says. “He examined you, but couldn’t ascertain anything physical that might have caused you to faint. Will you talk to him, Baby?”
I nod my head, and Dr. Sandoval gently removes the oxygen mask.
“What do you feel before these episodes come on, Keisha? Tristan tells me this is the second one you’ve had.”
“I know what it is,” I say. “They’re garden-variety panic attacks, as a result of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I know because I had them three years ago.”
Tristan squints with concern, but he doesn’t say anything.
“Have you been back to see your therapist since you began having them again?” Dr. Sandoval asks.
“No, but now I will.”
“Please, make an appointment as soon as you can. Something triggers them, and you need to get to the bottom of it.” He looks at Tristan. “I guess my work is done here.”
“Thanks, Angel.”
The little man leaves. I’m sure he’s had his share of house calls to make for Tristan White, and I wonder fleetingly if he’s under an NDA, too. Oh no, that would be the doctor-patient privilege. Then I do what I’m trying to avoid, and look Tristan in the eye.
“Why didn’t you tell me what this was before?”
“I hoped it was a one-off. I didn’t think they’d come back for real.”
He pulls a chair next to the bed, sits and holds my hand. “Keisha, you scared the fuck out of me. Don’t do it again.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“We’re not in the role-play room. You know you don’t have to call me Sir in here.”
“I know. Force of habit.”
“We’ll get you in to see a psychiatrist, pronto. I know the best in Chicago. Believe me, I’ve had my share of psychoanalysis. You’ll be better in no time.”
I’m not so sure. I’m still not ready to tell him about my father, and unless I share all the triggers with him, this will not work. Complicating things is my realization that I am more than halfway in love with this man.
I look him in the eye and do the only thing I know to do. I use both safewords together, signaling that I want out of the Dominant submissive relationship entirely.
“Jungle Fever.”
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Fifty Shades of Jungle Fever
The Author
L. V. Lewis is a new author who decided that stories like Fifty Shades of Grey needed a little more diversity and comedy in them. A married parent of four residing in South Georgia, Lewis loves romances that involve interracial couples because L. V. envisions a world when it won’t matter to anyone else who you love because, despite the civil rights movement and a biracial US President, we aren’t there yet.
L. V. and spouse are political junkies. One leans right, the other left. Thankfully, this has never caused any issues in their relationship. If Lewis told you which of them was Democrat and which was Republican, you just might be able to figure out which is Dominant and which is submissive.
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