Here With You Forever (Evermore Series Book 2)

by BriAnn Danae

When life unexpectedly forces you to grieve, sometimes you have to isolate yourself or you’ll lose your mind.

Being forced into being a single parent wasn’t in the deck of cards Leerah shuffled and laid out, but… life. It showed you that not every hand was a good one, and you played what you were dealt.

“The man I am isn’t letting you do this alone. You know me better than that.” Frustrated with her feelings, Leerah shook her head. “But I don’t need you to.” “It doesn’t matter what you think I need to do. I am. So, tell me how you would like me to show up for you since what I’m doing isn’t to your satisfaction.”

“You made a tweet about needing help putting Landon’s toys together, so I came to help you out.”

Her poor heart. She didn’t know if Cree was trying to mend it or steal it.

Having a man speak to God about you on his behalf was a different type of love that made Leerah want to cry.

Downright filthy thoughts flooded her brain, and she needed to get him up out of her house before she fed him something he’d surely get addicted to.

“Don’t ask me why again after today. You deserve everything good in this world, and if that’s me, let me be that for now.”

What Leerah had just pulled erased the line drawn between them. She was a mystery to Cree now more than before. No longer was she an open book that he could delicately flip the pages of and get lost in—not yet,

but I’m thinking of the overall consequences of my actions. There are a lot of people involved that could be hurt in the process. I just want to make my intentions clear.”

“I’m trying really hard to protect my pussy and my peace,”

“There’s no right or wrong way to grieve. You have to be willing to understand that some decisions you make are because of that. I don’t want your confusion to ruin a good thing between you and Cree.”

“People might be looking at us,” Leerah whispered. Her heart was beating so fast. “And I only have eyes for you. So, answer my question, and I’ll let you go.”

There’s a ton of reasons for you to be scared but let me show you why you shouldn’t be. Can I do that?”

Cree wasn’t a rebound; he was a reward.

“I’m a lover boy at heart, I take care of the people I love, and I’ve never gotten the taste of you off my mind.”

“Aye, listen to me. I know you’re upset, but what you’re not going to do is yell at me. We don’t communicate like that. Lower your voice and talk to me like you want me to listen.”

“Exactly. So, if you want me, I’m yours. Fuck what anyone else thinks.”

There was a list of things Cree wanted her to have besides his heart. Commitment. Support. Attention. Effort. Time. Honesty. Protection. Respect. But most of all, a friendship — one where she wasn’t afraid to cross the line.

“We’re not going back to testing anything. I don’ dove head fucking first in the water and you trying to leave me out here by myself.”

“Find you a life jacket and come get me. I’ll be here waiting for you.”

If you dare to dip your toe into the vast, rushing currents of life, you may discover that all you truly ever wanted to do was swim.

“My idea of you in a committed relationship with me is one where you don’t have to worry about anything I can control.”