A Billionaire's Obsession 3 (BWWM Interracial Romance): Claiming Her Heart by Hattie Black Page A

she concentrates on her Dad's
stories.
    Pilar also chimes in about meeting the wives of Max's golf
buddies. She cracks jokes about each one of them, based solely upon how he r husband has
described them to her. Renee laughs with her parents. "Oh mom! Shame on
you! That is not very nice." Renee scolds her mother playfully, and
continues to laugh. The laughter feels so good. Renee's mind is free-at least
for the time being. Soon, an hour goes by-just like
that. Max prepares to leave for his tee time. "Sweetheart, it is about
that time. Will you be here when I return, in the next three hours, or
so?" Max asks.
    "I'm sure I will be Dad. I don't have anything else to
do today." Renee informs him.
    "Great Renee-joi! I will see you later." Max
leans in to kiss his daughter on the cheek. Renee feels her father's love wash
all over her. Pilar is now sitting next to Renee, and is given a huge smack on
her lips as well. Renee chuckles. She i s overjoyed
for her parents. After 25 years, they clearly still possess immense passion for
each other. Renee's thoughts begin to roam. I want that! Will I ever have it?
    "So!" Pilar interrupts Renee's thoughts.
"It's just us girls. Wanna move over to the l iving
room so we can have some girl-talk?" Pilar cunningly suggests. Renee tries
to stall her mother. She can't handle being brutally honest with her just yet.
    "I'm going to wash the dishes. You out did yourself on
breakfast Ma. I should do the rest." Ren ee leaps
up, gathers her empty dishes, and heads for the sink. Her mother follows her.
Pilar takes the dishes out of Renee's hands. She gently opens the dish washer,
and begins to pile Renee's wares into it. "Mom! Let me do it! I've got
it...I have got it! " Renee begins to play
tug-o-war with her mother. The two women laugh. Renee has always had more than
just a mother in Pilar. She has also always had a big sister, and a friend.
Renee completes stocking the dish washer, adds soap, and switches the machine on.
    Pilar pours coffee, prepared earlier from the coffee
brewer, into two cups. She locks arms with Renee who has towered over Pilar
since she was seventeen. "Now we can talk."
    Pilar sits comfortably on the grey cotton, linen, and wool
couch accented wit h pink, and white floral cushions.
Pilar pats the cushion next to her. "Make yourself at home Baby."
Pilar says. Renee chuckles quietly, and sits next to her mother. "How's
your coffee?" Pilar asks her daughter, and friend.
    "It's pretty good. I should com e here more often." Renee jokes. Pilar laughs uncontrollably.      
    "That was a good one daughter." Pilar says in
between her belly laughs. Renee smiles satisfactorily. She is always happy when
she can make her mother laugh. She is very afraid that she may mak e her cry soon.
    "You know that we are always glad when you are here,
right?" Pilar assures Renee. Renee nods in response.
    "Yes Ma...I know...I know" Renee says suddenly
becoming overwhelmed. Tears stream down her face like a fountain.
    "Oh Renee-joi...Oh Baby!" Pilar places her coffee cup quickly onto the wooden coffee table in
front of her. She encircles Renee with her arms, and draws her close. Renee
weeps on her mother's shoulders. She is unable to speak, and currently appears
inconsolable. Pilar holds her tighter. She doesn't
say a word.
    Renee cries openly for about five minutes. Pilar hurriedly
grabs a glass of water from the kitchen. "Drink this Baby." Renee
takes one large gulp, and gives her mother the glass. Pilar sets the glass on
the coffee tab le, and sits next to Renee again.
    The room, framed with gigantic windows, is silent. Pilar is
not willing to force Renee to share before she is ready to. Renee reaches for
the tissue box on the end table, and blows her nose.        
    "Mom, I've done something ve ry
stupid." Renee says crushing her tissue in the center of her palms. Pilar
smiles. There is nothing that Renee-joi could do that her open-minded, and
evolved parents will not forgive, and/or help her