Color Blind (BWWM Interracial Billionaire Single Mom Steamy Romance Novel) by Vivian Ward Page A

bring her?”  
     
    “ Sure, no problem.”
     
    When I dropped Nevaeh off, I told Lorraine how the symptoms had returned and explained the Friday appointment. She agreed that she would take her.  
     
    While working, I worried about her all day. I also thought about how much these doctor appointments would affect my bank account. Since business had died down and my tips had dwindled, I was only clearing around a thousand dollars a month. We were barely scraping by as it was. While I was grateful that my friend didn’t charge me for babysitting, I felt guilty that I had her running all over town taking Nevaeh to her doctor appointment. On this particular afternoon, I was glad that the restaurant was slow. I had so much on my mind. There was my sick child, the worrisome bills and the billionaire—whom I couldn’t stop thinking about.  
     
    I decided that he would just have to wait—billionaire or not. My baby comes first. She always did and always would. It didn’t matter if he had a woman for every dollar he had lined up waiting to meet him. They could all have him if he weren't patient enough with me. On the flip side of the coin, I didn’t want him to get away either. He was so kind , friendly, funny, smart and outgoing; the complete opposite of the loser guys I regularly fell for.  
     
    On my 15 minute breaks and lunch period, I checked on Nevaeh.  
     
    “ How’s she doing?” I asked.  
     
    “ She’s been hanging out on the couch. I gave her the medicine that you sent, but her fever seems to come back just as it’s time for her next dose. I don’t think this is a stupid bug or virus.” Lorraine confided in me.  
     
    “ You might be right. You’ve heard what they say about mother’s intuition, and I suspect it’s something more sinister.”
     
    “ All we can do is keep fighting for her and taking care of her. Don’t worry about her while you’re away. She’s in the best of hands here—at least when she’s not with you, I mean.”
     
    “ I know she is, but I’m worried about her. I better get back to work. Call me if you need anything or she gets worse.”  
     
    When I got to Lorraine’s house that evening, my love bug wasn’t in the window as usual. I frowned sensing something was wrong with my baby. She always watched for me to pull up. As I made my way to the front door and was about to grab the handle, the door opened from the inside.  
     
    “ Oh, Hi Kimberly. I was heading out to go pick up dinner.” Tyrone explained.  
     
    “ Hey,” I nodded, trying to muster a smile.  
     
    He shut the door behind him so Nevaeh couldn’t hear what he was about to say. “Kimberly, I want to talk to you about Nevaeh.” He began, looking over at the window to make sure she wasn’t sitting in it. “Lorraine didn’t want to worry you while you were at work, but she wasn’t herself at all today. She lied around on the couch the entire time and anytime she moved, her face flinched in pain. She wouldn’t let us touch her or anything.”  
     
    “ Ugh, I can’t deal with this right now. I’m so stressed out. I just want her to get well.”
     
    “ Lorraine was planning on telling you when you came to pick her up, but I was worried that she would downplay Nevaeh’s symptoms so you wouldn’t be as concerned.”  
     
    “ She told me some of it on the phone. I have a doctor’s appointment for her on Friday at noon. Lorraine’s driving her to it for me since I can’t take her.”  
     
    “ That’s what I heard, but I wanted to let you know that if you need anything—we’re here for you.”
     
    “ You’re sweet Tyrone that really means a lot to me.”  
     
    After he had left , I walked into the house. Nevaeh was lying on the couch covered up with her favorite blanket. I smiled at her, hoping to relieve her some since I was there.  
     
    “ I’m okay momma,” she mumbled as she watched cartoons, sensing I was worried.  
     
    “ Okay. I’m going to go talk to