Sweet Like Sundays (Greenbrook Lovers #1)

by Danielle Brooks

“You a wild boy, Pops. You’re going to have to wait a while for that. I barely know her to be talking about making her a wife.” “It’s never too early to be thinking about it, though.

Life and love are fleeting. Don’t miss out on either one of them….

Far too often, men meet the physical requirements but lack chivalry in minor ways, like holding and opening doors.

It’s something about a man who understands that every day isn’t an arm day.

“The waist bead is made of blue tiger’s eye and white jade crystals. Blue Tiger’s Eye is a great calming stone. It promotes clarity and communication and supports a healthy libido, while the white jade enhances the feeling of love within your life. Great sex, great love life, the perfect ebb and flow to a personal ocean, ya know? The Universe must be saying something to ya.”

the depth of her mind, the way she catches my jokes without even knowing they’re jokes, and the ease of simply talking to her make the beast in me crave her.

I want her. Oh, I do. But I want her to know I value her at this moment. I reach for my pants and pull out my wallet and then a condom. A smile of appreciation creeps onto her face as she places her hand over mine and retrieves the condom. She unwraps and rolls it down my stiff shaft slowly, then straddles me again, moves her thong to the side, and slides down on me.

I don’t know if I can do anything or even if I should.

She never questioned his decisions about our family, and from my viewpoint, I didn’t see a reason for her to because everything seemed good. As an adult, I realized that was an example of being submissive to the one you trust with everything. Grandpa showed and proved his intentions to lead our family with care and good intentions.

I thought about calling my mother, but although I love her, her toxic mindset about men would not entertain this fairy tale of love that my spirit wants to engage. I didn’t want that poison trickling into all of my already uncertainties.

Hella relatable!!!

It’s not necessarily on the level of love, but I know it’s a level of longing to see if it could be love one day,

The thing about fathers is that they love hard, and they show it, but they do not nearly speak it just as deeply as they feel. It’s needed.

“The moment we sat down four weeks ago, I knew. You are the purest heart I’ve known. And I want to do this…to grow with you…see where this goes. I can’t let life or the opportunity to love pass me by.”