Shit, I’d never thought I’d be the man who fell first. I’d never thought I’d be the guy waiting for the woman to express her feelings after I’d already voiced mine. But here I was. I had no shame or regret. I didn’t give a fuck how much shit my friends and brothers gave me about stalking the club or being obsessed with her or pointing out that I was pussy-whipped. They were right. I was. Because Brooklyn was worth it. She was everything I’d never known I wanted. And the more I learned about her, the harder I wanted to draw her in.
