Don Caselli (Caselli Family, #2)

by Jahquel J.

“I tune people out and have been doing it since I was a child. It has always been easy for me to become lost in a book, especially when it’s a good book.”

“Cry on my shoulder… burden me with your tears because I can tell it’s not something you do often. Allow me to hold you because you don’t want anyone else to hold you. Give me that.”

“Whatever you want, it’s my job to provide and make that happen. You asked me to court you with roses and shit, but Casellis don’t court that way, Pooh. Trips, diamonds and anything you fucking want from me is my way of courting you.”

“Supporters,” I corrected him. “I wanna be a supporter… a provider… I wanna love you, Bleu.

“God cover him and help him overcome the things he doesn’t speak about.

Let him know that my intentions are pure and the love I’m feeling is real. Amen.”

“I couldn’t imagine a better place to ask my bookworm if she wants to be

my wife.” My makeup was ruined, even though

Landon Caselli met me, and he knew what he wanted. He didn’t second guess or give me mixed signals. He told me what it was, and applied pressure, showing me that I was worth the chase. I was worth the fight. He listened and took the time to learn the things that I liked. Landon didn’t just listen to me tell him, he did his research, recreating things that I had forgotten about.