Deep in My Soul (Jareau Family, #2)

by Kimberly Brown

You a whole bitch out here, and I don’t do bitch shit. You’re dead. When I see you, I’m putting a fucking bullet in your dome, and then I’m taking your wife. You feel me, my nigga?”

Call me. I don’t care what time of the day. I don’t care where I am or what I’m doing. You call me when you need me, and I’ll come running every time. You know where you belong, baby. Call me when you want to come home.”

I know you don’t want to see me. I know you’re embarrassed but I need you to know that I’m here. I see you, Adina. I see you and I love you. Nothing you say or do will ever diminish that. Please be kind to yourself today. You deserve to give yourself grace. The journey ahead is long but the destination will be beautiful.

Sometimes, part of our healing journey must be done alone. No family, no friends, no distractions. Center yourself and find love in you again. Everything else will fall into place.”

“The best way to express your love for someone is to cook them a meal. It takes time, patience, and, most of all, love.”

“True healing begins in your mind. Give yourself grace because in spite of what you may think, you deserve it.”

I want to be the reason you know what soft love feels like. My love for you is the fiercest thing I’ve ever felt, but I’d give it to you freely and in the most gentle way possible.”

Love is literally two imperfect people figuring out how to be the best they can be for each other. It’s a never-ending process. It’s work. You just have to want it with that person bad enough to work at it every day.

“I love you too, Adina.” He leaned into me, his strokes deepening. “I can’t fucking lose you, baby. I can’t.”

“Take it,” he said, pulling me chest to chest with him. “That’s all for you. Only for you. Always for you. Cum on your dick, baby. I need the shit, Adina.”