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BriAnn Danae
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January 12 - January 12, 2025
When life unexpectedly forces you to grieve, sometimes you have to isolate yourself or you’ll lose your mind.
“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.”
Having a man speak to God about you on his behalf was a different type of love that made Leerah want to cry.
“Is that your first time praying for me?” Cree shook his head. “No.” His answer was swift, leaving no room for Leerah to think otherwise. But then he added more words, lying to rest whatever wild thoughts were running through her mind, replacing them with what-ifs.
“I’ve prayed for you since the day I met you.”
“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.”
She was similar to the hardback copy of Hassan by Nina on one of her bookshelves. Leerah was an exclusive edition you only got to experience if luck was on your side.
“For now. Can we … test the waters first?” His gaze softened. “Of course, Princess. I’m a great swimmer. How deep can I go?”
“Yes, girl. It is what it is. I’m not worried about little fetus deletus.”
Cree had the type of dick that placed you in a straitjacket.
“Exactly. So, if you want me, I’m yours. Fuck what anyone else thinks.”
“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.” “But I’m—” Cree cut her off with a kiss on the lips. “Find you a life jacket and come get me. I’ll be here waiting for you.”
“That man wants to be with you. I see it. You see it. Everyone sees it, but you. Maybe you need to make an appointment at Visionworks. It’s one near 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.
You told me to come find you, so I sent a bat signal with some food. Well, cookies.” “Do the cookies come with you? I’d rather be eating you instead,” Cree said,

