Rather: The Therapist (The Grey List Book 2)

by Grey Huffington

“For a woman he loves, even a woman he likes enough, a man will not have to be asked, told twice, urged, or reminded… He just will. Anything. Any day. Any time. Any place. Nothing will ever be too much to ask of or expect from him. So, crossing an ocean for a woman you love isn’t surprising to me. It’s inspiring.”

She didn’t understand boundaries or personal space. Having a sister was a gift and a curse.

Physical touch was her love language and because she loved her brothers dearly, we were always in her underneath her palms, in her arms, under her lips, and against the side of her face.

“My period,” she explained. “What?” “You asked why you hadn’t seen me. I’ve been on my period.” With a nod, I accepted the new bit of information she was giving. “Hear me well when I say don’t ever let that stop you again. I’m not a law abiding citizen, Rose. I run red lights.”

“It’s true. I know my clit is tired of me. Hate to see my fingers coming. Like, pick somebody else, tonight!”

Priest was a man. A caretaker. A provider. A lover. He appreciated my presence. It wasn’t a burden to him. I wasn’t a burden for him. My

handle yourself tonight.”

Together and separately,” Roulette explained, “I have two holes. They’re both fillable.” “Three,” Royce corrected her.

“The kind that keeps you up at night. The kind that makes you want her every hour of every day. The kind that is in your soul. The kind that lives deep in your bones. The kind that spreads like cancer. The kind that won’t allow you to stand beside your brother as he vows to love her forever because you already do.”

Consider this my resignation. I can’t lead the family by example if I can’t set a good one. I’ve broken a few commandments myself. And, as qualified as I am to run the family’s empire and as much as I love it, I love Rather more. The business doesn’t bring me the peace she brings. The business

doesn’t give Princeton what he needs. She does. I can live with my choice to step down. What I can’t live with is the decision to let my brother marry the woman who has had my heart for two whole years.”

“And, finally realizing why your head is always in a book. Soon as I opened that one, she was busting that shit open. I’m taking that motherfucker home with me. I like her!” “But, this time we’ll pay.” “Who?”

“Ima be shitting. I can already feel it. You smell that?” “Smell what?” “That fart?” “Kofi, please don’t make me puke. Why woul– Ugh.” “You chose