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Solomon Greene made a deal with God.If He'd send him an unattractive woman, he'd marry her on sight and do what was spiritually right. After all, he needed that kind of wife to help him escape from his sordid past.Celeste Martin made a deal with Solomon. She'd be his ugly wife. All she wanted in return was his name. She was in love with her sister's fiance and he would be the only man she'd ever love.Solomon had no idea that he'd find his wife fascinating. Celeste didn't know that one taste from her husband's lips would have her wanting more. Yet many strange women were between them.Could Solomon ever escape from his past?Could Celeste ever love her husband?

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Publié par	eLectio Publishing
Date de parution	28 janvier 2014
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781632130006
Langue	English

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Table of Contents
FRONT MATTER AND COPYRIGHT INFORMATION
DEDICATION
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
MR. AND MRS. SOLOMON GREENE
BROWN SUGAR CHAINS
ICY AND BLAZE
BLACK LICORICE TWINE
HER SMILE
THE VIRGIN’S GARMENT
CANDY CANE ROPE
FIRST KISS
A LITTLE TASTE
THE WAGER
REVEREND DAUGHTER AND EXALTED SON
NINE FOR DINNER
UNEXPECTED
MARTINS’ MERCURY
HER HUSBAND
HIS WIFE
LORD WESTWOOD
RIVALS
REANNE
A WALK IN THE TWILIGHT
DECISION
HONEYMOON AT ARCADIA
AN OLD HYMN
CROWDED BED
A MATTER OF PROPRIETY
BELOVED
MORAYO
MAPLE SYRUP ACID
THIN VENEER
SECRET REVEALED
PAM
MALITA
THE DESSERT LIBRARY
THE BLUEBERRY WOMAN
REMEMBER ME
A KNIGHT’S KISS
SAVED
PERFECT WOMAN
AFTERWORD
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
PARKER J. COLE

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Many Strange Women
by Parker J. Cole

Copyright © 2014 by Parker J. Cole. All rights reserved.

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To the Author and Finisher of my fait h-thank you for everything.
To my family and my four best friends-Angie, Rachel, Torei, and Millie who aren’t the least bit surprised.
To my husband who loves me.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
I think “acknowledge” is a clumsy word as it doesn’t do justice to the efforts of some of the people who have walked with me through this journey of a writer. But, until there’s another word, it will have to do.
This book would not have been written if it weren’t for Allyson Carter. Ally opened her heart to a woman she barely knew and gave me advice, encouragement, and the fortitude to help me complete it. In the words of our Lord, ‘I have called you friend’. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Ally.
Roystonn Pruitt walked with me through this book, page by page, line by line. His invaluable insights are written in here as a testament to his friendship and his gift as a writer. Be blessed and thank you for everything.
Special acknowledgement goes to my agent, Vanessa Grossett. She believed in me and worked tirelessly to help me in my writing career. She offered advice, Godly counsel, and helped to create the brand that is becoming Parker J. Cole. Thank you so much for everything, Vanessa.
I also would like to thank Unoma Osiegbu-Nwankwor for her assistance with accurately depicting all things Yoruba. Any and all mistakes are mine.
“Let thy fountain be blessed: and rejoice with the wife of thy youth.”

Proverbs 5:18 (KJV)

MR. AND MRS. SOLOMON GREENE
The thought of kissing her husband was repugnant. The idea had the attraction of eating an apple with a worm in it. The longer Celeste Greene thought about it, the more distasteful it became.
“I hope you don’t actually intend for me to kiss this man, reverend,” Celeste clipped out in a carefully controlled voice.
The minister was a short black man whose gray hair had receded until his head looked like a polished teak wood surface. Dark rimmed bifocals rested on his nose and gray bushy eyebrows lifted in surprise.
“Excuse me, Mrs. Grane?” His voice was deep and rumbled like gravel shifting at the bottom of a fish tank.
“I refuse to kiss this man.”
The minister closed the Bible in his hand and pressed it against his Santa Claus belly. He cleared his throat.
“Mrs. Grane, I have married couples for a good many years. I can honestly say I’ve never heard a wife speak so about her husband. Although, the decision is yours, may one ask why you choose not to kiss your husband?”
“I don’t know him.”
Celeste could see the minister’s confusion as he glanced over at the tall, silent man by her side. She looked at him, too, but only saw his profile. Her new husband reeked of unwashed body odor and alcohol. Although his clothes didn’t display any hint of those noxious smells. In fact, his clothes were perfectly tailored to him. The dark blue suit with its sharp cut and the pastel colored green shirt under it gave her husband a handsome appearance.
Too bad the clothes could not do anything about his stench.
Celeste had no idea her husband had spoken until she realized his mouth moved. He still chose not to look at her but directed his statement to the minster.
“The name is Greene.”
“Greene?”
“Yes, my wife’s new name is Mrs. Solomon Greene. With an ‘e’.”
“Indeed? Well, I do apologize for the mistake.”
Celeste folded her arms and turned fully toward her husband.
“Solomon, are you ready to sign the papers so we can get back to the hotel room?”
“Yes, Celeste. Let’s get this over with.”
A scant fifteen minutes later and Celeste felt the sun warm her face as she stepped out of the small church. Of course, the June sun blazed brightly in the sky on this, the most unexpected day of her life. The snow shrouded Rocky Mountains in the Denver skyline only added to the physical perfection of the day. Why couldn’t it be rainy and gloomy? Why couldn’t lightning and thunder shake the ground to mirror the feelings that swarmed inside of her? Why should the sky be the bluest she’d ever seen it and the sound of the birds that twittered from tree to tree create a song to accompany her discomfiture?
“I appreciate you married me, Celeste Greene,” her husband said from somewhere behind her.
She turned, her arms still folded. “It’s the least I could do.”
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Gratitude welled inside Solomon’s heart as he once again realized his wife had none of the attributes he found sexy in a woman. He had hoped the woman he married would have the beauty of a gargoyle, but a plain face would do just as well.
He studied his new wife. The top of her head reached his shoulder. She held her body stiff, and her face remained devoid of expression. It emphasized her unattractiveness. If she never smiled at all, it would be wonderful.
She wore a peculiar outfit-a blue skirt that brushed the tops of her shoes, a blouse buttoned to her neck with long sleeves also buttoned at her wrist, and her hands were encased in plain white gloves. It had an old-fashioned look to it, like something from the pioneer days. It obscured her figure and Solomon breathed a sigh of relief. His belief in God had been restored.
God had sent an unattractive woman to be his wife. His eyes began to water, and he blinked furiously. He could hardly break down and cry a bucket of tears in joy right now.
“I’ve called my driver,” he told her as a metallic glint caught his peripheral vision, and he whirled his head to see a sleek black Hummer limousine turn the corner and stop in front of them.
Celeste didn’t respond. Her silence made him want to click his heels. A woman who didn’t talk incessantly had to be a godsend. Perfect!
Moments later, he sat by her side as the vehicle moved. The scenery passed, and Solomon appreciated it as the light of the sun beamed on the ground. The leaves rustled as a gentle breeze wafted through them and the sight of birds as they flew by lifted his spirits. It was a lovely June day, and he’d found his wife.
“I anticipate, Mr. Greene, you will make use of the facilities once we attain our room at the hotel. Your odor is pungent enough to raise the dead.” His new wife stat