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Carter and I broke up almost six months ago, but we had the kind of bond that allowed me to still feel like I could depend on him for almost anything.
This was the distraction I needed to forget about Mecca, our angel baby, and everything else that was wrong in my world… and there was no one better to give it to me than Carter Leigh.
“Fuck you, Lom!” he yelled from a distance. “And fuck you, Mec! It’s on sight whenever I see you.” “Shit, pull up right now!” “Say less!”
“There’s nothing fun about falling in love with someone that you will eventually have to say goodbye to.” “But shouldn’t love be an experience, regardless of the length of time it lasts?”
“That was too close. That pussy felt so good I almost couldn’t pull out.”
“Someone set up our breakup and the abortion. It was one or all of our parents, and I’m going to find out who.”
“Fifteen years of us trying to find love in others when it’s been right here all along.”
I knew I was safe with him. I knew I could trust him. I knew I wasn’t stupid to love him. I knew what we had was real.
For me, the better I treated her and made her feel, the better she would treat me. The more peaceful her life was, the more peace she’d bring to me. What problem a lot of men had was wanting their woman to operate a certain way but they didn’t provide the environment for her to flourish in it.
“Sometimes we think a person is our soul mate or forever partner and they are really just a lesson for our character development. A teacher to show us who we are or what we want or don’t want out of love. The most important thing is to learn your lessons, so you never have to repeat them,”
