Release Me (New Haven Series #3)

by J.L. Seegars

For the hard hearts in search of a tender love. May it find you in time.

“God, please just let me die.”

Oh, I can already tell this book is going to tear me up :'(

The aching in my shoulder indicated the arrival of a June thunderstorm hours before a raindrop fell from the sky.

I always feel it in my knees lmao

I’ve relished in the absence of the male gaze.

I sift through everything that’s happened since last week’s lunch when I saw him, trying to find something worthy of the fleeting moment I’ll have where his attention is all on me.

Aww :(

“That doesn’t surprise me since you’re kind of a bitch.”

Lmaooo

The confusion and anger aimed at your audacity to exist. To be sensual and open on top of being beautiful and smart.”

“God, you’re such a bitch.” She tosses her head back and laughs. “I think it might be my favorite thing about you.”

How the best friendships start lol

Generally, I don’t make a habit of believing anything men say to me,

Same

I’ve been abused more than I’ve ever been loved or cherished.

I thought it was cool at first, to have a wife who didn’t care if another woman caught my eye, who encouraged me to explore my desires even if it took me outside of her bed.

Could never be me

I have questions about her soul. About the pain it holds and the joy it might find intertwined with mine. I have thoughts in my mind I only want to share with her. Secrets I don’t even know yet that can only be heard by her ears and seen by her eyes.

I don’t know when that happened. When I became the person feeding me lies about who I am and what I deserve.

Such a harsh reality check when you realize this…

So tell me, Miss Hendrix, what can I do to make this right?”

Would've folded right there

“Because even when someone is offering you something good, you should always remind them that you deserve better.”

Period

She’s smiling right now, and the sun is pleased by it, sending streams of light and adoration to wash over her form through the glass windows in the room, making her look radiant

having dessert at a cafe that opens at midnight and serves boozy milkshakes along with their fresh baked goods.

They need to make these type of places bc this after the club sounds amazing lmao

I never thought I’d actually call any man a friend,

To be held in the gaze of a man who would spend centuries unearthing every precious facet of her soul, and longer still polishing them until they shone like new.

“He’s like a stray dog, if you feed him once, he’ll keep coming back for more.”

Lmaoo

“You seem to be under the impression that you’re not the most precious thing in my life. There is no end to the list of things I want to have with you and give to you, chief among them is time. Time to heal. Time to trust. Time to prepare your heart for what mine wants to ask of it.”

You didn’t need me then, and you don’t need me now, but I want you to want me.”

I’m kneeling in front of her. It feels right, assuming this position of reverence, demonstrating my desire to worship her.

I don’t think that silk press is going to make it past tonight.”

I step back and give her a grin that can only be described as devilish. “ It means, I’ll hurt his feelings for you.”

I’m going to make it my mission to spend every day loving Nadia out loud, to spend every day showing her that no one owns the parts of me that she does.

“Or disinterest,” I say, cutting him off. “You’re too damn old not to know what that looks like on a woman.”

!!!

He murmurs reassurances into my mouth, literally speaking them into me, and I feel my soul go quiet in observance of his promises.

Finding out that something I had said or done made her feel unwanted even for a second didn’t sit right with my soul.

“I think you look beautiful,” the destroyer of silk presses says,

Destroyer of silk presses is crazy lmao

“I don’t pray, but on the rare occasion I find myself in conversation with God, I talk to him about you. Even before we were us, I spoke your name to Him, submitted it to the heavens at the top of a list of the few things in this world I’m thankful for. I don’t believe or trust in anything, but I trust you. I believe in you.

My hearttt

I don’t just want the polished, perfect version of you. I want the broken one too. I want every version of you because every version of you belongs with me.”

Because you know the rule of all Black households is that you don’t experiment on Thanksgiving.”

Literally lol

Tell me something. Tell me anything. I’m here, I’m listening, and we’re not moving until you give me a piece of your sadness to hold.”

Sebastian, the man you are

It makes me want to go to her, but I can’t because I know as soon as I touch her, I’ll be on my knees, begging her to want this as badly as I do.

“The way I love you demands everything from me, Nadia. My time, my energy, every free moment and the claimed ones too.

as long as I’m in possession of your smile then the things I don’t have don’t matter.

talk her through every orgasm I ring from her body.

Oh we love this man

“You know as well as I do that there’s no where safer for me than inside these walls, so take your men and go. You guys deserve a night off.”

Now why would you tell them to leave, she's so damn slow for this

“You okay?” I swallow hard, pushing down the lump of emotion in my throat. “I think so.” “You don’t have to be,” he reminds me,